The next Sunday, Yao Jingjing went out to the market with a sack of dumplings on her back. Walking on the road, looking at the gray sky, Yao Jingjing was also a little worried, but don't rain, even if it rains, she has to wait for her to close the stall, please, please!

When I arrived in the town, today's flow of people was obviously much less than yesterday, but there were still a lot of people, Yao Jingjing quickly put bags of dumplings on the ground, and set up a newly written sign, which read: beef, mutton stuffed dumplings, a bag of kilograms, 250 rubles a bag. Meat-filled dumplings are 50 rubles more expensive per bag than yesterday's potatoes-filled dumplings. Considering that it is raining today, there will not be too many people rushing to the market, so Yao Jingjing has made 300 dumplings, which is only a dozen bags.

"You're here again, great, I'm still wondering if you'll be here today!" At this time, an uncle came over with a smile on his face.

Little Alexander didn't come with him today, so no one translated for her, and Yao Jingjing didn't know what the uncle was talking about, so she could only smile in agreement and point to the standing sign with one hand.

The uncle looked at the sign and said, "Sell meat-stuffed dumplings today!" Okay, bring me three bags. ”

Seeing the uncle raise three fingers, Yao Jingjing understood in seconds, and hurriedly handed the three bags of dumplings to the uncle and collected the money.

After the uncle left, another group of people gathered in front of the stall, each of whom bought a few bags of dumplings, and in less than half an hour, the dumplings brought by Yao Jingjing were sold out.

Yao Jingjing was very surprised, it was sold too fast today, it is estimated that they are all repeat customers, yesterday's potato stuffed dumplings were eaten, and I came to buy them again today. No longer hesitating, Yao Jingjing immediately closed her stall, and caught a glimpse of the black clouds in the sky, like filming an American blockbuster of the end of the world, thinking that it was going to rain soon, and she had to go home as soon as possible.

It was too late, it was fast, as soon as the stalls were closed, the raindrops fell to the ground one by one, the people in the market trotted away, and the vendors also closed their stalls in a panic, Yao Jingjing opened the umbrella and walked back to the village quickly.

It's an hour's walk from town to village, but on rainy days it takes a little longer. The rain became heavier and heavier, crackling on the umbrella, as if it was about to pierce it. Walking on the muddy dirt road, Yao Jingjing struggled. Speaking of which, this road is still the oldest dirt road, and it will suffer as soon as it rains, and it is like going over mountains and mountains when you walk on the road, and you will fall if you are not careful.

"Ahh

Yao Jingjing couldn't help sneezing, the clothes on her body were already wet, sticking to her skin, revealing a hint of coolness.

At this time, I didn't pay attention to my feet, Yao Jingjing's center of gravity was unstable, she fell sideways to the ground, the umbrella also fell, and the raindrops the size of beans hit her body and face. His body and hands were covered in muddy water.

Without thinking much about it, Yao Jingjing quickly got up, picked up the umbrella again, and continued to hurry.

On the other side, Sergei from the family, standing in front of the door, looked at the dense rain curtain outside, his eyes full of worry. When will Jingjing come back? She must have brought an umbrella, but with such a heavy rain, the umbrella is not used! She must have been drenched in everything. The road in the village is not easy to walk, will she fall?

Becoming more and more worried, Sergei put on a coat and walked into the rain with an umbrella.

It was an hour's journey from the town to the village, but Yao Jingjing seemed to have walked thousands of mountains and rivers, and every step was so difficult. As I walked, I suddenly saw a figure in the distance.

Yao Jingjing looked fixedly, and in the thick rain, the man was standing at the entrance of the village with an umbrella and looking at her. It's a pity that the rain is too heavy to see each other's faces clearly.