In the evening, the sky suddenly became overcast, with a gentle breeze.

The drizzle without warning fell silently from the air, like silver threads spit out by countless silkworm girls. Thousands of filaments, if there are no ripples in the air with the breeze, are like a large light veil that is confused, covering everything on the island at once.

The air is filled with the fresh smell of a wet tide.

Fan Ya was holding little Pete and bowed her head in the courtyard to teach him to count the chickens: "One, two, three, four......"

Suddenly, Fan Ya's face felt a little wet, she gently patted Pete's little hand, and said in disgust: "Stinky Pete!" Did you rub your saliva on your sister's face again, disgusting to death! ”

Pete couldn't speak yet, but he could understand it, and he kept shaking his head like a rattle.

When Fan Ya saw Pete's yellow straw-like hair, there was also a trace of moisture.

"Yikes! Is it raining? She couldn't believe it, so she stretched out a hand and stopped in mid-air.

Pete, who was in his arms, also followed Fan Ya and stretched out a hand, but he was on his sister's arm.

"Stinky Pete! You're like that Dong Shi emulator, and you will be stupid with others. When will you speak, it's just as fun as your little brother. Fanya spoke to Pete as if talking to herself.

"Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Pete responded.

"Alas! Stinky Pete! Stinky Pete! Wouldn't you really be a little mute! I say this every day. Fan Ya spoke late to Pete and was very helpless.

Fan Yacai chatted a few words with Pete, and saw that the moisture on her hands slowly turned into small droplets, and shouted happily: "Grandma! Grandmother! It's raining - it's raining! ”

Grandma was cooking dinner, and when she heard Fan Ya shouting that it was raining, she was also happy: "Xiaoya! Lesser! Is it really raining? ”

Without waiting for the coarse wood in her hand to be stuffed into the stove, the grandmother took it directly and began to shout before she stepped out of the threshold: "It's raining?" Where does it rain? Lesser! You're having fun playing grandma, aren't you? If you dare to play grandma, I will chop you with firewood. Grandma just saw that there was some moisture on the ground, raised the coarse wood to scare Fan Ya, and continued to go back to cooking.

"Grandma! It's really raining! Before Fan Ya finished speaking, grandma had already left......

It didn't take long for the rain to fall heavily, spilling from the air to all corners of the island.

When the grandmother cooked and came out, the sister and brother were still chasing the ducks in the yard in the rain excitedly.

Grandma muttered excitedly: "What a bodhisattva blessed!" Bodhisattva bless!!The rain has finally begun. "Then call the children to eat.

Raindrops are like small crystal clear pearls that fall from the eaves, walls, and leaves. Like beads with broken threads, they are finally joined together to form a column of water.

The rain falls on the wires, and the raindrops are like the neatly arranged notes on the staff, like the water droplets racing there, and like the beads marching there.

After dinner, the two brothers lay on the small glass window upstairs together, watching the lively scene when it rained outside, and there was a tinkling dong sound everywhere.

Fan Ya suddenly remembered that she was upstairs and shouted loudly: "Grandma! Grandmother! You come and get water! Hurry up and get water under the eaves! ”

Let this period of drought make Fan Ya have a psychological shadow. This is the water that God has sent to the door, and it cannot be wasted.

"Xiaoya! No need to pick it up! The rain will be heavy, and there will be water in the well tomorrow!" Grandma doesn't want to receive water, and the pots and pots at home are placed like stalls, which looks messy and troublesome.

"Grandma! If you don't pick it up, I'll take it!" Fan Ya was so angry! Holding Pete for a while, he ran down the stairs.

Frightened, the grandmother shouted, "Slow down! Slow down! Lesser! Don't wait to drop Pete!" I hurried back on.

went down the stairs, Fan Ya didn't say a word, and directly stuffed Pete into her grandmother's arms. It didn't matter if grandma caught Pete or not, she let go immediately.

Grandma almost didn't catch it.

Little Pete also felt that he was about to fall, "Ahh

"Ahh Frightened, the grandmother screamed twice and dragged Pete in time. kissed Pete's bare forehead, and gently patted Pete's back twice: "Yaozu is not afraid!" Yaozu is not afraid! Grandma is hugging! Grandma hugged it!"

After appeasing Pete, grandma turned her head and scolded Fan Ya: "Xiaoya! You damn girl, you'll die if you slow down! Next time, see how grandma smokes you to death. ”

"Every time I went to get water, I had to be bullied and scolded to death, and I was beaten, even a lizard bullied me. I'm messing with someone, grandma! Now even you scold me for being a dead girl, I'm fed up with the days when there is no water, grandma, you don't let me get the water, I want to pick it up. Ahh Fan Ya cried and cried more and more sadly, feeling extremely wronged.

She cried and didn't forget to get the bucket, which jingled for a while.

In the rain, the buckets were placed one by one under the eaves, and immediately the crisp and pleasant sound of "Ding Dong - Ding Dong" sounded.

Grandma listened to Fan Ya's crying, and she had wronged the child. Holding Pete and sitting on the bamboo chair she used to weave fishing nets, she didn't speak, just kept wiping her tears, and let Fanya, who was a little crazy, go to catch the rain.

Fan Ya put away the water that her grandmother had used up again, large and small laundry basins, large and small buckets, large and small cans, large and small water tanks, all took them out and put them on the ground.

She kept scooping water from the bucket under the eaves, and then brought it in and poured it into the container in the house. Very patiently busy back and forth.

Before Fan Ya could fill all the containers with water, several faint thunderclaps came from the sky.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the lightning and thunder became more and more frequent, and the lightning became faster and faster, and the thunder became louder and louder.

Lightning swiped in the dark night sky with an eerie blue light.

Fan Ya, who was still in the courtyard, was terrified.

A rumbling thunder followed.

She was so frightened that she jumped behind the door as if she had been electrocuted.

"Ya! Lesser! That's pretty much it, don't take the rain, wash up and go to sleep!" Grandma is coaxing Pete to sleep, she knows her granddaughter too well, and Fan Ya's stubborn temper will not listen to her until the last moment.

"Grandma! There are several buckets under the eaves outside, and the water is full and I haven't had time to bring it in, what should I do? Fan Ya was still a little worried that the bucket would be stolen by others.

"Put the bucket outside at night! It's okay on your own doorstep!" Grandma replied.

"Grandma! That's- then you come and close the door. Fan Ya hid behind the door and didn't move.

"Okay! Lesser! Don't rub it off, you go wash your hair and take a shower. Grandma's water is all boiled for you! Grandma urged Fan Ya to hurry up and wash it, and she went to close the door immediately.

Wait for Fan Ya to finish taking a bath......

Outside, after a burst of lightning and thunder, the torrential rain began to fall like crazy, like someone pouring water on a large basin. The rain hit the windowpane with a constant crackling sound; The raindrops hit the tiles, and the "jingle bells" kept making "jingle bells" like someone playing piano music.

Grandma watched Fan Ya fall asleep beside her, and she listened to the growing rain outside and thought: Finally, no longer worry about running out of water.