Qin Songyao went to the car to feed the sausage to the dog. As soon as he went back and forth, there were water droplets on his coat.
Laihu ate her food, remembering her way home, and sent it back to her all the way.
When I arrived at the door, I saw her open the door with my own eyes. The old yellow dog felt that the mission was achieved and went home with a wagging tail.
Qin Songyao was a little disappointed and finally had a mature dog.
The door lock in the old yard is new, she changed it this year and can be opened easily.
Walking inside, she turned on the light.
Fortunately, it's not broken.
It was the sunlight that grandpa installed that year. It was the sunlight that could shine on the entire yard at night, but it was a long time, and it was not as good as it was back then.
When she looked up, she found that the old book was full of fruits, purple-red and very attractive.
Her heart was so hot that she didn't care about the rain, she walked to open the door of the main hall.
The door opened.
The room was pitch black, and Qin Songyao was not afraid at all, so he spoke naturally: "Grandpa, grandma, I'm back home."
There was no response at all.
She walked in and looked for tools familiar with the way.
Zhen Wenrou was right. Not only did the mulberries grow well, but the violets grow better, and they have already climbed half of the yard.
Next door, the old man got up tonight, probably heard the movement and shouted.
"Is it Niu Niu?"
Qin Songyao echoed: "It's me--"
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the yard talking to her, afraid that she would be wronged at her in-laws' house, so he ran back in the middle of the night.
Qin Songyao repeatedly promised that there was no one, so the old man could go back to sleep with confidence.
The rain is still floating.
Qin Songyao was tired and sat on the steps in front of the main hall, shaking his feet to eat mulberries.
When she was sleepy, she slept on the sofa in the house.
A place where you feel at ease is home. In the yard, she slept more well than anywhere else.
When I woke up, it was already raining heavily outside.
She suddenly woke up and looked at her phone and it was already past eight o'clock.
It was cloudy and the room was pitch black, as if it was nightfall.
She got up quickly and washed up briefly.
Grandma next door brought breakfast, and she ate it all.
At half past eight, she held an umbrella, brought the mulberries into the car, climbed up the ladder, and cut a violet.
She was still struggling last night, but she figured it out this morning.
For nothing else, just to live up to the juicy mulberries and violets, it would be a pity to lock them in the yard.
"Niu Niu, it's raining heavily, where are you going?"
In front of the door next door, the old lady held an umbrella and shouted.
"Go out--"
"Don't you go home?"
"I won't go back, I have something to do."
"Then do you have an umbrella?"
Qin Songyao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of rain."
The old lady uttered a roar and walked into the house quickly. When she came out, she had an umbrella and a raincoat in her hand and muttered: "If you get sick, your mother will feel sorry for you."
Qin Songyao's throat tightened, his eyes slightly hot, and he did not refuse the old man's kindness.
After packing everything, she sent a message to Lu Qiao and Director Zhang to ask for leave, drove straight to Xifu Temple.
On the road, it was as heavy as water pouring onto the glass in front of the car.
When she arrived at the foot of the mountain, she wanted to rinse mulberries and hold violets. She couldn't hold an umbrella and could only wear a raincoat.
As she went up the mountain in the wind and rain, her face soon became wet, and the water flowed down her neck into the collar, soaking her top. She didn't dare to speed up her pace, otherwise she would fall, which would be a pity for mulberries and flowers.
Fortunately, the hills in the suburbs are not very high.
In about half an hour, she arrived at the gate of the mountain.
I looked up and my eyes were blurred by the rain, and someone was walking out vaguely.