"Mom, run faster. There is a rock in front of you to hide in."

"Don't waste your efforts, you still want to drag me with your little strength~"

"I don't care about you, I'll go first!"

…

It's raining.

The downpour came suddenly without any prelude. I was completely soaked. I sat under the rock, curled up in a ball, and looked at my mother who was still unhurried in the rain.

I hate rain.

This land is like a beast that has been hungry for a long time, greedily absorbing water. When rain falls on the ground, it is instantly swallowed up by the reddish-brown earth, leaving no trace.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and dense water droplets hit my face, causing a dull pain.

My mother enjoyed it very much. She walked and walked in the rain, her clothes dragging on the ground and making them full of mud. It took her a quarter of an hour to cover such a short distance.

She walked over to me and sat down, naturally putting her head on my body and rubbing it back and forth.

"My clothes are also wet, so can you stop rubbing them..."

"But there is a lot of sand in this rain, and it feels a little uncomfortable when it sticks to you."

If that's the case, why did you stay in the rain for so long? And it happened to me too. I didn't resist. I couldn't understand many of the things my mother did, and I didn't bother to care about them. Anyway, I would forget them in a short time.

She rubbed against me for a while, then picked me up with both hands, weighed me for a few times, then put me down. She took two pieces of prepared food and stuffed them into my mouth, saying, "Hurry up and eat more to make up for it."

, I could eat two bites in front of those ferocious beasts before, but now I can’t even use one bite.”

Although you are caring about me, is this metaphor inappropriate? There is also food that has been dragged all the way in the rain. It needs to be dried at least after it is dried.

I put the food back, looked up at the endless sky, and sighed: "I seem to have had a dream, but I have forgotten what I dreamed about."

The mother thought for a while and said: "Dreams are too vague. It's normal to forget. I also had a dream before. I dreamed of two beasts. They were very close at first, but then they separated inexplicably. A lot may have happened in between.

It happened, but I have no memory at all. I only remember that a beast was eaten at the end."

After listening to my mother's words, I became even more helpless. At least you still remember some of it, but I couldn't remember it at all. Even whether I was dreaming or not was a guess after waking up next to the lake.

"Let's go, mother, stop hiding." I took the lead and walked into the rain, dragging a large bag of food.

It's been raining for so long, but it's not getting any lighter at all. Water has begun to accumulate on the ground. It will only become harder to walk if we wait any longer. If it rains for several days in a row, we can't hide in it all the time.

here.

…

The rain lasted much longer than I expected, and it continued even after walking for more than ten days.

"It's weird, it's really weird." I dragged a bag and walked in front, and my mother also dragged a bag and followed closely behind.

After I said it was strange, my mother's voice came from behind, "What's strange?"

I expressed my doubts about this journey and said: "It has been raining for so long, but this land is not slippery at all. Moreover, I noticed that the water on the road disappeared quickly. This land is not slippery at all."

It kept devouring it, as if it had dried up for a long time."

Unexpectedly, after hearing what I said, my mother caught up and bit me hard on the ear.

"There are rocks everywhere along the way, and dead trees and weeds are invisible. Would it still be like this if there was water?"

I'm a little unhappy. Of course I know this. After walking for so long without seeing the shadow of life, I know there is no water here. Because of this, isn't this rain even more abnormal?

My mother glanced at me and didn't say anything else. Then she looked up and snorted coldly: "God, you've never done anything right. One day I'm going to beat him to death!"

I silently moved away from my mother, fearing that lightning would fall out of thin air and accidentally hit me on the head. After keeping a certain distance from her, I turned around and said loudly: "Stupid mother, you are not afraid that she will hold a grudge and beat you to death first."

"

"It's okay, she's not that stingy, otherwise I would have died." It's a good thing she has such self-awareness.

After more than ten days, the weather finally cleared up. It rained continuously for a month, and I was almost moldy. Along with the mold, the food was already in a bad shape. My mother still wanted to continue walking, but I wouldn’t even dare to do so.

Unable to resist me, I finally stopped.

I hurriedly opened the bag I was dragging behind me, and inside it was the wood I picked up along the way, which I had prepared just for this moment. Then I found a slightly better place, and after a lot of effort, I finally lit up a flame.

, and soon bursts of white smoke rose.

I took out a few pieces of meat from the bag. They were all in pieces and had no appearance at all. Fortunately, they were much better after being dried.

"This piece of breast meat is still a little moist, remember to bake the rest longer..."

"I haven't eaten yet, when did you come around here! You are not allowed to eat, ah, that breast is mine, idiot mother, let go now, I will bite you!"

She is always like this, and I don't want to but I enjoy it. As the day goes by, the bag of food behind me is missing most of it. These should be budgeted carefully, but what the heck, I haven't been this happy in a long time.

Already.

I lay in my mother's arms, feeling the last remaining warmth of the fire, and quickly fell asleep.

However, this sleep was not sweet. The sudden rain hit my face and I woke up instantly.

I stood up, and sure enough, it was raining heavily again, and it was still midnight. My clothes, which had been dried a little during the day, were instantly soaked. I had not had such a peaceful sleep for a long time and was interrupted. I really felt inexplicably angry.

.

"Let's go." My mother called me and moved forward alone. I hurriedly dragged the bag of food I was responsible for and chased after her.

Although the bag was much lighter than the previous bag, I still couldn't help but complain a few times. Who would have thought that it rained continuously for a month, and then it fell again within a day of stopping.

"It's such a weird place, weird! Weird! Weird!"

It rained for more than half a month, and stopped for a short time. Because I had learned from the past and was a little angry, I didn't stop. As a result, it started raining again in less than an hour. The moment the rain fell on my head, I fell down.

Somewhat happy.
Chapter completed!