An Luan fell ill the next day.

She leaned against the stacked bricks outside the door, hugging her body, her eyes half-closed to the sun.

She longed for the sun to warm her cold and numb body.

She must have had a very high fever, her face was as red as a persimmon, and her body was cold and collapsed.

The sun shone on her upturned face

An Luan remembered that at her aunt's house, she was weak and often sick, and when she was uncomfortable, she told her aunt that she always tried the temperature on her forehead first, and then took her to the clinic with a sad face.

An Luan is often sick, and her aunt often takes her to the clinic to see a doctor.

If she is guilty of some cough disease, some meals can be cured, and the aunt will cook it for her, hoping that she can recover her health as soon as possible.

An Luan felt warm in his heart when he thought of this.

But now it's different, she is sick but she doesn't dare to speak out, and the aunt never notices anything wrong with her.

It's really sunny at noon, and you can feel the heat on the ground when you put on your shoes.

Therefore, the people in the village, whether adults or children, dare not go out and be exposed to the sun.

An Luan came to the ground at this time.

She bent down to pluck the mung beans that had been cracked open by the sun.

Maybe she should be like her aunt at this time, lying in bed to rest, but An Luan wants to be a child that auntie likes.

Under this scorching sky, under all the almost transparent sky, where did the wailing of cows and the cries of babies come from.

This sound usually appears at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, after twelve o'clock in the afternoon, it appears at nearly one o'clock, and at five or six o'clock in the afternoon; As for when it will end, I don't know.

Even though I was scared, it was much better than staying here alone at night.

An Luan's eyes were still unwilling to search left and right, hoping to find someone, but there was none.

An Luan bent over, picking up quickly and seriously.

An Luan herself had a cold, her whole body was weak and weak, and the sun was roasting at her one by one, An Luan's head became darker and darker, and the feeling of dizziness became stronger and stronger, and finally she fell to the ground softly.

Sweat slid down her head as quickly as she washed her face.

She felt that the world was a little erratic, and she crouched down and collapsed, panting heavily.

In her wandering vision, the world didn't know when it would be dark.

In the darkness, a big river appeared in front of her eyes, and there were two old grandfathers and grandmothers walking by the river, the old grandfather was walking in front, and the old grandmother was walking bent in the back, and she was very thin.

The old man was wearing white short sleeves, but the old grandmother was wearing a black sweater and a black hat on her head.

The old man still had a net in his hand, and they muttered why they couldn't catch shrimp today.

An Luan opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the ground, and he actually lay in this strange place and slept for a while!

She hurriedly got up.

Sweat all over the body in horror...... And when I think of the dream I just had, I was terrified. An Luan felt his hair stand on end and sweat.

After the heat like yesterday, I didn't expect it to rain heavily today.

It was raining so hard outside the classroom window that it was crackling.

The parents of the classmates came early to deliver the umbrellas, and they stood outside the window and watched their children listen attentively, with happy expressions.

You can clearly hear that the hall of the school is already crowded with parents who have come to give umbrellas to their children.

"Hey! Li Minghao, your mother is here to give you an umbrella. ”。

A boy shouted with a smile.