The heavy rain turned to moderate rain and did not stop until the evening.

The fields have already begun to accumulate water, and the rain is already heavy this year, and if it continues to continue, it will affect the harvest in the last autumn.

Some people in the village began to be unable to sit still, so they went down to the field to see the situation in their raincoats, Zhang Hong looked at the figure outside the window and took out the raincoat from the cabinet.

"Qingqing, I'll go to the field and take a look, can you make dinner later?"

Obviously, there is only one noodle base left in the noodle bag, but Ye Qingqing can eat fine noodles at a time when cooking, Zhang Hong calculates her and does not forget to think about eating a good meal at the end.

Ye Qingqing sat up from the kang, responded with a smile, and watched Zhang Hong go out.

She could feel that Zhang Hong had been a little restless all afternoon, and her calculation with He Dali should have been at noon, but she used Wang Zhaodi to destroy it.

Isn't this man still dead?

This feeling of being able to only guard against and not take the initiative is really bad.

But if she takes the initiative to calculate, then what's the difference between her and Zhang Hong.

Ye Qingqing's faint sigh was so calculated, of course she couldn't let Zhang Hong eat fine noodles as she wished.

Cornmeal batter, cornmeal stickers, and pickles pickled with wild vegetables.

Ye Qingqing looked at the dinner on the table with satisfaction, eating coarse grains properly is good for the body!

Zhang Hong came back with an enamel jar in her hand, and when she entered the door, she pushed the jar in front of Ye Qingqing.

"He Dali really has nothing to say to you, I heard that you had a cold a few days ago, so you have to let me bring some sugar water back to replenish your body."

Ye Qingqing pushed the jar back speechlessly, the black water, looking at it, I lost my appetite.

"I can't enjoy this goodness, if Sister Hong likes Sister Hong, then it's enough, if he can stay away from me, I'll thank him."

Zhang Hong looked at the enamel jar in front of her, in order to make another cup of sleeping potion come out, she and He Dali spent a lot of time, and the white sugar could not be changed to brown sugar, and they tossed back and forth several times.

Sugar water, if it weren't for the ingredients, she would have wanted to drink it, isn't this Ye Qingqing very greedy? How can you resist it?

"Oh, why can't you get along with yourself, if you have sugar water, then drink it first."

Zhang Hong handed the jar forward again, Ye Qingqing smiled, got up and went to find a big bowl.

"You're right, then we'll be half of us."

She was about to fall, but Zhang Hong hurriedly stepped forward and held it down: "People give me yours, I'll drink what's the matter." ”

"If you don't drink it, then I won't drink it either, you take it back and return it to He Dali, Sister Hong, can you help me tell him, if you can let him go as far as he can?"

The brown sugar water was thrown there, and neither of them touched it again.

Because it was cloudy, the sky outside was already completely dark, Ye Qingqing stood up and looked outside.

"Brother Wang, why haven't they come back yet?"

"Oh, I just heard that because of the rain, the bridge back to the village was flooded, and they shouldn't be able to come back today, and they won't be able to come back until tomorrow to see the situation, and they won't be able to come back until the water recedes."

Zhang Hong heard the news as soon as he went out, so he hurriedly discussed a countermeasure with He Dali.

The male intellectuals are not here, and tonight is also a great opportunity.

Ye Qingqing sighed a few times: "That's really not a coincidence, but it seems that the rain will stop in a while, and they will probably be able to come back tomorrow." ”

Zhang Hong looked at the corn paste and corn stickers in the pot, and disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"I still think that the two of us can eat better today."

Ye Qingqing smiled, "The last bit of white noodles has been mixed in the paste, if we want to eat fine noodles, we have to wait for next month, Sister Hong, how many white flour steamed buns can we eat next month?" ”

The meaning of her question was meaningful, Zhang Hong's face stiffened, and the movements of the corn paste were much faster.

There were only the two of them, and the table was placed in the stove, and Zhang Hong saw that Ye Qingqing was taking the pastry from the edge of the pot, and she quickly took out the last pack of sleeping pills from her pocket.

It's good to eat corn paste at night!

"Come, come, Qingqing, sit here, it's rare that the two of us can talk while eating today."

She had already sat down first, and the two open-ended porcelain bowls were placed in the direction.

Ye Qingqing sat down quietly, picked up the bowl and was just about to take a sip, when he suddenly put down his hand and knocked it on his head.

"Look at my memory, there is also a plate of pickles pickled with small cucumbers, the cucumbers are crispy, just the bottom of a bowl, if Brother Wang and they are here, they will not be enough for one person and one chopstick."

She was about to get up, but Zhang Hong hurriedly grabbed her.

"You eat first, I'll get it."

Zhang Hong flashed to the long cabinet next to the stove pit, Ye Qingqing looked down at his porridge bowl and smiled mockingly.

Another loud noise pierced the sky, and the two tacitly put down the dishes and chopsticks, and tacitly began to clean up the stove.

There was hot water in the pot, and Ye Qingqing took out a small paper bag from his trouser pocket in front of Zhang Hong.

"My stomach has been suffocating for the past few days, and I can only count on this."

The paper package has three words written on it, and Zhang Hong also ate it when he first came here, so he knows very well what it is for.

Pouring himself a cup of hot water, Ye Qingqing pretended to swallow the pill into his stomach, but he really threw it into the space.

The rain outside began to roar again, and a muffled thunder swept through, and the light bulb that swayed overhead suddenly went out with a thud, and the house was dark.

"Oh no, the wires were blown off by the wind."

The sudden change was not in the plan, Zhang Hong was also a little frightened, she grabbed a flashlight and wanted to go out to see.

Ye Qingqing was afraid that this person was holding back something bad in his heart, so he also put on a raincoat and went out.

The village was dark, and they weren't the only ones who didn't have light.

In this situation, the entire village's electrical circuit has been scraped, and we have to wait for someone from the county to repair it.

The light of the candle floated around, and when it fell in Ye Qingqing's eyes, it looked like a ghost fire.

The rain stopped after a while, and the two sat silently opposite each other, which made Ye Qingqing's heart feel uneasy for no reason.

"This medicine really works, no, I need to go to the bathroom."

Scooping up the raincoat and draping it on his body, Ye Qingqing picked up the flashlight and ran out.

Zhang Hong followed her out of the door, and saw her run into the thatched house, and then walked towards the place where He Dali was hiding.

"How's it going?"

He vigorously rubbed his hands, thinking that he would be able to eat Ye Qingqing completely in his mouth later, and he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

Zhang Hong didn't open her eyes, she didn't want to look at this ugly person more.

"It's going well, after the candles blow out in our house later, you just have to wait for half an hour to touch it."

Wang Wenjiu and they were not there, and there happened to be no one in the opposite room, so when Ye Qingqing fell asleep, she would go over there to make do.

Even on a rainy day, the smell in the thatched house still made Ye Qingqing unbearable, she counted the time and hurried back to the house, and saw Zhang Hong's shoes on the ground with a puddle of water.