Ling Xue and Ah Yong worked hard to harvest the wheat in the wheat field, and the black and oppressive sky became even more gloomy. The gloomy black seemed to push the sky lower, and the scattered raindrops were blown around by the wind, and Ah Yong was a little worried.

"Xiaoxue, why don't we go back first!" Ah Yong said to Ling Xue with a frown.

"It's okay, let's wait for the rain to come down and see how it goes!" Ling Xue was also a little unsure, it was better to be conservative, not to damage the two of them for this little thing.

As soon as they said go, the two stopped grinding and went directly back to the camp in Ling Xue's children's hovering car.

The people around who were racing against time to harvest couldn't help but sneer in their hearts when they saw Ling Xue's hovercar walking back.

"What kind of person is this, don't take advantage of the rain to harvest quickly, and go back like this? I don't think I'll be able to live! ”

"When there is a shortage of food, she will know how difficult life is, and there will be times when she regrets it!"

"I know them, that woman is a well-known sick seedling in that safe zone, and she really can't do much work!"

"It's like, I heard that I haven't awakened yet, it's so pitiful!"

The rain came down after the two of them walked for a while, not the ordinary heavy rain, but the pouring rain, which really seemed to be splashed with a scoop.

Now it's okay, the rest of the people can't do anything, and they pack up their things and rush back.

At this time, the rain was so heavy that it couldn't even drive the hovering car, and the rain was too much to affect people's vision. Even those who walk back can't go fast, the rain is nothing, the key is that there is still wind, the real wind and rain.

It's not a thing to stay in the wild, everyone still has to go back one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At this time, no one said anything strange anymore, but there were still people who faintly regretted it, and they would have gone back with the sick seedling earlier.

It's hard to buy money and you know it!

The more I walked, the harder it became, and the sky poured water down like a leak, and after a while, the rain accumulated to the depth of my calves. If they wait a little longer, they won't be able to go back.

At this time, Ling Xue and Ah Yong were already sitting in the warm room and cooking the fire.

Ah Yong placed the sweet potatoes on the outer ring of the stove, then put a large iron pot on it and began to boil the hot water. He planned to cook a hot soup first, and when Xiao Luo and Da Liu came back, they could drink it while it was hot and ward off the cold.

Thinking of this, he asked Ling Xuedao, "What did they say when you contacted Xiao Luo just now?" Did anyone come back? ”

Ling Xue nodded and replied, "I'm back!" It's time to get busy! You still don't know Xiao Luo, people are so clever, he won't be so brainless! ”

As they spoke, the two heard a knock at the door.

Xiao Luo and Da Liu are back!

Ling Xue hurriedly ran to open the door!

Sure enough, the two walked in wet, dripping water all over their bodies!

"Hurry up and take a hot shower, change your clothes and come out again!" Ah Yong saw the two of them looking like chickens in the soup, and hurriedly urged.

Xiao Luo and Da Liu nodded a little tremblingly, and they couldn't speak.

One of the two went into the bathroom in the living room, and the other went into the bathroom in Yong's room. They can't care about anything now, they just want to soak in the hot water quickly.

Ah Yong quickly boiled a large pot of hot water, and a few sweet potato cubes were cut in the pot, and now they are almost cooked.

Ling Xue carefully stirred a small basin of batter on the side, crushing the gnocchi little by little, and after a while, a basin of smooth flour water was stirred.

Ah Yong took the batter in Ling Xue's hand, slowly poured the batter into the pot along the edge of the pot with a small basin in one hand, and slowly stirred it with a large spoon in the other hand.

The fire was blazing, and after a while the pot was boiling. However, Ah Yong still didn't stop stirring his hands, such a strong fire, if it sticks to the bottom of the pot, it will not be beautiful.

In this way, a large pot of sweet potato porridge will soon be ready.

Bringing the pot to the side of the iron shelf where the pot was placed, Yong sealed the door of the stove.