In the dark night, lightning was like a long dragon in the air, and it was so fierce that it disappeared in an instant, followed by earth-shaking thunder, which shook the house and made the earth spin.

A dark shadow flickered, hiding in the corner of the corridor of three square rooms.

The big and small people on the bed also trembled with the thunder, and the bed made a "creaking" and "creaking" sound. Sister Lan Jieying's ears were stuffed with cotton balls, and she hugged her trembling little sister in her arms, and whispered in front of her ear, "Xiaoyu is not afraid, Xiaoyu is not afraid, with my sister here, I am not afraid of anything." ”

"Xiaoyu is not afraid, Xiaoyu has grown up, Xiaoyu protects her sister." The sensible and well-behaved sister trembled while touching her sister's face with her left hand.

Another lightning bolt went straight into the house from the window, the sisters closed their eyes in horror, the elder sister covered her sister's ears with both hands, and another thunder fell on the roof, Lan Jieying's body was like a cannon burning, she was jolted on the bed, and the voice made by her trembling lips was also trembling, "Sister, you studied today, how many fingers do the two of us have?" ”

"Huh! Why is my sister still on this question? I don't count and I know. You retake the question. "My sister, who is so strong, was successfully distracted.

"Well, then, will you guess a riddle?"

"Great. Sister, say it quickly. ”

"The wind came, the rain came, and the old monk came with a drum on his back. You say, what's that drum? ”

"Sister, the old monk doesn't play an umbrella, why do you carry a drum? The raindrops were banging loudly, so it wasn't annoying. ”

Without warning, another thunderbolt fell in front of the bed, and the sisters involuntarily let out an "ah".

A dark shadow in the corridor heard two exclamations, and immediately walked to the window, and heard Lan Jieying's trembling voice: "Xiaoyu, you haven't guessed the riddle yet, keep guessing, okay?" ”

"Sister, what riddle are you talking about?"

"Inattentive. Listen well. The house is square, there are doors and no windows, the outside is hot, and the inside is frosty. We have it at home. ”

"Refrigerator."

"Clever. One more, there is a flower on your campus, listen, a little girl, born in the middle of the water, wearing a pink shirt, sitting on a green boat. ”

"Lotus. I liked it the most. After the rain, the green green with large leaves, tall red flowers. Sister, your riddle is not right, there are white, purple, and yellow, and it's not just pink anyway. ”

The thunder and lightning stopped, the torrential rain disappeared in an instant, and the moon emerged from the clouds. The poncho-clad black shadow heard the sisters' conversation, nodded, flashed, and left.

However, with a bright light, a small car stopped, and a person walked down, walked to the courtyard gate in front of Lan Jieying's hut and stopped, looking at the courtyard gate and the low courtyard wall.

The previous black shadow saw the person who came later, stopped at Lan Jieying's door, and quietly turned back, squatted under two small trees, and quietly grabbed a stone.

The man standing listened sideways to the sound of the sisters in the room, looked left and right, and then went to push the door, but he could not push it, and he was about to climb over the wall......

"Bang" A big stone was thrown over, almost hitting the person who was about to climb over the wall, the man hurriedly came down, unbuttoned his pants, peed, and after peeing, he left in a hurry, looking back as he went.

The car is gone. The dark shadow hiding under the small tree waited a little longer, and then disappeared.

"Sister, I remember, the riddle you said, the wind came, the rain came, and the old monk came with a drum on his back. What is that drum? Xiao Yu got her head out of her sister's arms, and scratched the hair with her little hands, "Bowl for rice, right?" Seeing her sister shaking her head, she scratched her hair again, "It's a cloak, and it's worn on her head to keep out the rain." Right? "I looked at my sister expectantly.

The elder sister touched her little head and said softly, "The two times you guessed are similar, they are both round, but do they make sounds like drums?" ”

"It's round, it's vocal, what the hell is it? How come I haven't seen it. Xiaoyu muttered to herself. I really couldn't think of it, so I looked up and smiled, "Sister, this riddle can only be guessed by you, I really can't think of it." ”

"It's thunder, thunder that strikes." My sister was afraid that my sister would be excited and couldn't sleep.

"Not good, not good. Thunder sounds, but it's not round. Besides, are the drums that scary? As she spoke, the little girl unconsciously drilled into her sister's arms.

"Who just said that they have grown up and are not afraid of thunder?" My sister bent her right index finger and scratched her sister's nose.

"That riddle of yours isn't good anyway. Who came out? I've never heard of it. "My sister never admits defeat.

"Okay, let's sleep, I'll have to go to school tomorrow."

After the storm passed, the small county town returned to tranquility. The moon shone with a silvery glow, making the already hot nights cooler. My sister was breathing evenly and was already asleep.

However, my sister couldn't sleep. "The wind came, the rain came, and the old monk came with a drum on his back. Xiaoying, guess what that drum is? ”

"Mom, the old monk doesn't play an umbrella, why do you carry a drum? The raindrops were banging loudly, so it wasn't annoying. Seven or eight-year-old Lan Jieying lay in her mother's arms and said seriously.

The mother caressed her daughter lovingly, "This is a riddle told by her mother's mother, and she said that her mother told her this riddle." ”

"Her mother is a very old grandmother, why haven't I seen it?"

"She had gone far, far away, and she could see us, but we couldn't see her. Mom hasn't seen it either. ”

"She's looking at us right now, knowing you're telling her riddles, and seeing if I can guess it?"

"Yes, she will see that our Xiaoying is very smart and can guess."

"Then I guess it's the bowl that the monk wants to eat, it's round."

Mom shook her head slightly.

"It's a cloak, it's on the head, it's round."

Mom still shook her head.

"Mom, is the drum round?"

"Yes."

"So, are the bowls and cloaks round?"

"Yes, but the drums still make sound." Mom tries to guide her daughter.

"It's round, it can make a sound, what is it?" My daughter scratched her ears and cheeks a little, but she still couldn't think of it.

"Baby, kiss Daddy, Daddy will tell you." Dad sitting at the desk teasing the girl.

"No, I still have to think about it."

Suddenly, a flash of lightning swept across the night, and then there was a thunderstorm, which frightened the girl "Ah", threw herself into her mother's arms, and trembled.

The mother put her arm around her daughter and patted her daughter with the other, "Don't be afraid, there is a mother." ”

But lightning and thunder, one after the other, louder than the other, as if on the roof.

"Mom, Mom, I'm afraid." The girl trembled.

"Baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Daddy is here." As he spoke, the father lay on the other side of his daughter and patted his daughter, "Don't be afraid, Mom and Dad are here." Thunder tells you that it's going to rain heavily. ”

Lying between her father and mother, the girl was at ease and no longer trembled.

"Baby, do you want to know what that drum is all about? It's thunder, the thunder just now. "Dad is distracting his daughter.

"No, the thunder is not round, it is much more terrible than the sound of a drum. Mom, it's not Ray. ”

"It's Ray. That's what Mom's mom told me. ”

"Why is it carried by the old monk, not by the immortals?" The girl didn't approve of it.

Mom didn't know why. Xiaoyu, go to sleep. ”

"Wind and rain, as well as thunder and lightning all appear when it rains, the old monk is a man without a home, he is kind-hearted, he is afraid that many peasant uncles will not harvest the grain, so he carries the drum on his back and beats vigorously, the louder the sound, the better, after the people hear it, they immediately collect the grain that is drying outside into the house. Actually, Ray, not terrible, is doing good. The father made up the story without any difficulty, slowly lulling his daughter to sleep, and letting the thunder bombard outside.

Later, as long as Dad is there, no matter how loud the thunder is, it is not terrible. But on a stormy night when Lan Jieying was thirteen years old, her mother received an inexplicable phone call, and at the same time was shaken to the ground by a thunderclap, which scared the girl into crying, but there was no father to protect the girl.

Thunder and lightning are combined, and the torrential rain is like a note, as if the earth is shaking the mountains. Fear engulfed the mother and daughter.

"Dad, it's gone." Mom's eyes were straight and empty with fright.

"Dad, it's gone." Lan Jieying wiped away her tears, removed the cotton balls that filled her ears, and covered her sister with a towel quilt.