Zhang Zihao was holding a raincoat and trotting, and on the way, he occasionally met villagers coming down from the mountains.

Some of them were in a hurry, carrying hoes and running towards the village, and some of them inadvertently saw the short yellow, which seemed to be a child, but they didn't bother to look at it, and they didn't have time to find out who the child was, and why they were still running to the other side of the mountain at this time.

Under the big hat, Zhang Zihao opened a pair of big eyes, and whenever someone came to him, he looked at it with a blank eye, but he didn't see the familiar tall figure along the road.

We hadn't reached a third of the way before we met anyone else.

Zhang Zihao thought that his father must still be in the orchard.

He continued to trot forward on his short legs, and suddenly, there were two rumblings in the sky, and a huge thunderclap sounded again.

Zhang Zihao was so frightened that he stiffened in place, his little face pale.

The next second, something seemed to be coming.

Zhang Zihao felt the oncoming wetness.

It's raining!

Zhang Zihao was shocked, and his first reaction was to hold the big raincoat tightly, so that the raincoat could not be wet with the rain.

He needs to get to the orchard and find his father.

It's just that Zhang Zihao hasn't walked a few steps, and the rain has gradually increased, pouring heavy rain, like a basin of water like the sky is poured, and the rain the size of beans is falling one by one.

Bang bang bang smashed on the dirt floor, and the ground quickly got wet.

Slammed into the raincoat with a thumping thump.

In just a few seconds, the short Zhang Zihao seemed to be swallowed by rain.

In my ears, the thunder kept ringing.

Zhang Zihao walked on his short legs, his hands holding the raincoat were white, and he still ran in the direction of the orchard.

He tried to widen his eyes, but the rain obscured his vision in front of him, making it impossible for him to see.

"Daddy." Zhang Zihao shouted, his childish voice carrying a fear that he was not aware of.

"Daddy...... Dad ......" In the heavy rain of lightning and thunder, Zhang Zihao ran forward desperately, shouting loudly for his father, as if he called Dad, he would not be so afraid, but the sound of his father was swallowed up by the rain not long after he shouted.

The rain was so heavy that it was mixed with the wind.

For a moment, the wind mixed with the rain blew Zhang Zihao back several steps.

The rain also penetrated into the raincoat through the neck.

The coldness hit all of a sudden, making Zhang Zihao couldn't help but shiver.

At this time, Zhang Zihao's face was covered with rain, and his eyes were moist, I don't know if it was rain or tears.

Zhang Zihao walked with difficulty, but he was still half the distance from the orchard.

At this moment, Zhang Zihao suddenly heard a voice that seemed to be calling his name.

Zhang Zihao looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a figure faintly in the rain curtain, from far to near.

The man was running towards him, and it seemed that he had reached it in a few steps, which had been a long distance.

Finally, Zhang Zihao saw the person in front of him clearly.

Tall and strong, dark-skinned, wearing a white vest and shorts, his exposed arms and calves are also muscular, and he looks quite powerful.

The man looks like he is in his thirties, with angular facial features, but his skin is relatively dark, and he looks very fierce with a neat hair.

The first time Zhang Zihao looked up, he was still frightened, especially at this time, the man's face was gloomy.

But finding his father still made Zhang Zihao happy in his heart, and he opened his mouth and wanted to call his father.

In the next second, the man's voice roared.

"Zhang Zihao, why are you here!"