Zhang Min drove Feng Zixuan to the river embankment, thought about it and said, "Why don't you go to my house with me, it will be dangerous to live under the bridge in such a heavy rain." ”

"No, going to your house should cause you a lot of trouble, I've been living there for two years now, no problem." Feng Zixuan refused.

Zhang Min sighed, knowing that Feng Zixuan was a child with strong self-esteem, so he could only dispel the idea of taking him back.

She took out a thousand yuan from her wallet and handed it over, and said with a smile: "Thank you for helping me provide so many materials, this is your payment." ”

Feng Zixuan saw the wad of money she handed over, but he didn't reach out to take it for a long time.

Zhang Min simply stuffed the money into his hand and explained: "Generally, after the media gets valuable news, they will give the other party corresponding remuneration, because of your business, I have now become a well-known self-media author, which you deserve." ”

Feng Zixuan relieved himself to hand over the money and said thank you.

Then he opened the car door, held Qingyun and held an umbrella, and said as he walked: "Little girl, I have money!" In the future, we don't have to pick up bottles to save money, and my business has been open since then. ”

Qingyun called twice cooperatively.

Feng Zixuan walked and hummed a children's rhyme briskly: "Light rain and light rain are booming, booming, seeds are germinating, sprouting quickly, oops, I want to grow up, oops, I want to bloom......"

Qingyun: ......

What kind of song is this, so ugly?

Qingyun rolled in his arms and buried his head directly in his arm.

It's so ugly!

Others ask for money when they sing, but he sings for death!

It rained, and the mud by the river became wet and slippery, muddy.

Feng Zixuan returned home with Qingyun in his arms, his body was full of mud and ideas, and his shoes were dirty and unpresentable.

But this did not affect Feng Zixuan's mood, he took off his shoes and clothes, washed his clothes with the help of the rain, dried them, and then turned on the open-air bathing mode.

Qingyun: ......

Brother dei, we can actually pay attention to the image.

It rained all afternoon, and it didn't get any smaller until it got dark, and the air in the tent was even more humid, and it felt like the air was sticky, making people feel suffocated.

Feng Zixuan tossed for a day, he was already tired, and he fell asleep in bed.

And Qingyun couldn't sleep in the tent, listening to the sound of the heavy rain outside, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The rain continued all night, and I was afraid that there would be heavy flooding.

She remembered that there seemed to be a big flood in Li'an County in the plot, and Feng Zixuan seemed to have almost been swept away by the flood at that time, and then he was hung on a tree branch downstream to pick up his life.

But the money was all gone, and he could only continue to pick up the rags and save money.

The plot does not specify when the flood occurred, but Qingyun listened to the non-stop torrential rain outside, and his heart was extremely uneasy.

She got up and went outside the tent, and saw that the river outside was already muddy, and the water was fierce, and there were faint signs of flooding.

No, you have to get out of here quickly, or the consequences will be unimaginable.

Qingyun got into the tent and pushed Feng Zixuan with his little paws, and he turned over and said in a daze, "Little girl, go to sleep, don't make trouble!" ”

Seeing that he didn't wake up, Qingyun pushed him twice harder, and screamed loudly, so noisy that Feng Zixuan couldn't lie down, so he could only open his eyes in a daze and ask, "What's wrong?" Little girl? ”

As he spoke, he was ready to close his eyes and continue sleeping.

Qingyun saw that he couldn't wake up, so he simply bit his trouser leg and dragged him out.

Her strength was so great that she dragged Feng Zixuan off the bed in one fell swoop.

Feng Zixuan fell to the ground, and then he came to his senses, but he was still a little unclear, and looked at Qingyun and asked with a blank face: "What's wrong, little girl?" ”

Qingyun wanted to tell him that there was going to be a big flood, but the exit was "Wangwang", which could almost kill her.

She could only continue to bite Feng Zixuan's trouser leg and drag him out.

Feng Zixuan followed Qingyun to the outside of the tent, only to see that under the neon lights, the heavy rain was pouring, and the thick clouds refracted the light, like day.

The sound of the water by the river rumbled, the turbid waves rolled, and there was no longer the calm of the past.

"Is this going to be flooded?" Feng Zixuan looked back at Qingyun and asked.

Qingyun nodded hurriedly and responded with a "Wangwang".

Feng Zixuan hurriedly put on the wet clothes that had not yet dried, got into the tent, put the things away and put them on the back of the schoolbag, put a plastic bag on the schoolbag, and then put Qingyun on his shoulder, holding the pot with the pots in one hand and the umbrella in the other, running towards the river embankment with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The river was rising, and the rumbling sound of water could be heard from afar, and the usual path had been flooded, wet and muddy.

Feng Zixuan listened to the roaring sound of water, no matter how calm he was, he was still a little scared in his heart, and he almost fell into the water several times, but fortunately, Qingyun secretly continued to send spiritual power into his body, so that his physical strength would not be exhausted.

This road, which is usually not a long one, suddenly became extremely distant.

Fortunately, in the end, Feng Zixuan still stumbled to climb onto the embankment, and when he turned around, he saw a wave of turbid water roaring and crashing on the side of the embankment, turning out snow-white waves.

Feng Zixuan stood in the heavy rain, the umbrella in his hand had long been lost, and the pot he was holding at the beginning had also been thrown away, leaving only the schoolbag he was carrying and Qingyun lying firmly on his shoulder.

Looking at the bridge where I had lived before, the river had washed away the tent, leaving only an empty bridge hole.

Feng Zixuan wiped his face full of rain, hugged Qingyun in his arms, and said in a daze: "Little girl, you saved my life again." ”

Feng Zixuan ran wildly in the heavy rain with Qingyun in his arms, trying to find a nearby hotel to settle in, but Qingyun refused, as long as he saw him go to the hotel, he shouted "Wangwang".

Feng Zixuan had no choice but to walk a long distance to the county town in the rain with Qingyun in his arms, and then he found a suitable hotel and spent dozens of yuan to live in.

After entering the hotel, Feng Zixuan opened his schoolbag as soon as possible, checked the textbooks inside, and found that they were not wet, so he was relieved.

But the textbooks were not wet, Feng Zixuan and Qingyun were soaked, and one person and one dog were drenched like chickens in soup, especially Qingyun, whose usually smooth hair was all pulled down and stuck to his body, looking like a dehaired dog.

Feng Zixuan carried Qingyun into the bathroom, wanting to use hot water to help her flush and drive away the cold, but Qingyun desperately struggled to escape from him, refusing to let him help take a bath.

Just kidding, although Feng Zixuan is still a child, he is a man after all.

For the sake of her chastity, Qingyun resolutely won't let him help her take a bath!

Even if she's a dog now, she can't!

In the end, at Qingyun's insistence, Feng Zixuan could only go into the bathroom by himself and take a shower, and then came out so naked.

Qingyun, who was squatting on the ground, watched Feng Zixuan Chiguoguo walk out, not even wearing underwear, and his old face turned red in an instant.