Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

In the evening, after dinner, I started to feel uneasy and soon ran out to look at the sky.

From the distant woods, there were bursts of cicada chirping sounds, their calls rising and falling, as if they were having a heated argument.

In such weather, the chirping of cicadas seems to be a protest, telling people about the discomfort brought to them by the hot weather.

I was extremely annoyed. Where was the rain? Where was the rain that the man in black was talking about? I couldn't see any signs of it raining soon.

I was really upset, so I picked up the well water that my grandma had just pumped out from the duck-billed well and wanted to take a shower in the backyard to wash away the upset in my heart.

"Feng'er, what are you doing?" grandma asked when she saw me like this.

"Go take a shower!" I answered a little impatiently.

"This well water has just been drawn. It's too cold for you to bear. Did you forget to wait for a while before washing?"

Grandma reproached with a doting tone.

Yes, I know this. The indoor temperature in summer is over 30 degrees, and the water just drawn from the well is only about 4 degrees. The temperature difference is too big.

Alas, I was also irritated by that man in black. Never mind, I'll wash it later.

"Grandma, let me carry the water to the back first." I evaded my grandma.

But I was still restless and checked the water temperature every few minutes. Finally, it was time to take a shower.

I took a quick shower. It was already dark, so I simply moved the bamboo bed outside and lay on it, staring at the sky.

The starry sky on a summer night is still like a huge black velvet curtain, dotted with sparkling diamonds.

The stars twinkle with faint light, as if telling people the mysteries of the universe.

But I had no intention of appreciating such a beautiful, intoxicating, and infinitely charming night view, and I kept praying in my heart.

"Let it rain quickly, let it rain quickly!"

I stayed up like this until late at night, and it was past midnight. My grandma told me to go inside and sleep, but I stubbornly insisted on sleeping outside.

Grandma sighed softly and went back to her room. Old ladies usually have to go back to their room to sleep in the second half of the night as her body couldn’t take it.

So I still kept my eyes wide open, staring at the sky, cursing the man in black in my heart.

As I was cursing, suddenly, a strong wind blew, the branches were shaking, the leaves rustled, and the wind blew up a cloud of dust. I quickly sat up from the bamboo bed and looked towards the sky.

A dark cloud floated over from the horizon, so dark and opaque. I could clearly see a dark shadow in the cloud, crawling towards this side. It was a black dragon, hovering in the dark cloud, rolling up and down constantly.

I stood up excitedly and stood on the bamboo bed. I wanted to scream in ecstasy, but I didn't want to scare my grandma, so I just waved my hands hard at the black dragon.

The black dragon seemed to have seen me as well. It opened its mouth wide and gestured in my direction, then turned around and floated into the sky with the black clouds.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of lightning split the night sky, like a sharp sword splitting the darkness, followed by a dull thunder, like the roar of the sky.

In an instant, raindrops poured down like beads from a broken string, hitting the ground with crackling sounds.

I hurried into the house without even having time to move the bamboo bed in, leaving it outside to be exposed to the wind and rain.

I stood at the door, looking outside, with a smile on my face. It was finally raining. Was that Black Dragon him? Was he personally bringing the rain?

Yes, it should be him. He won’t break his promise. I shouldn’t question him. He will keep his word.

In an instant, raindrops poured down like beads from a broken string, hitting the ground with crackling sounds.

Sweet dew fell from the sky, and the dry earth opened its mouth wide to suck it up. The sound of raindrops falling on the ground was like a symphony, so beautiful.

The rain poured down, forming a white curtain of water, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

"Feng'er, it's really raining! Stop looking and go back to your room to sleep!"

At this time, my grandmother's voice sounded in my ears.

"Great, it's raining, grandma, I want to watch it for a while."

I told my grandma happily that the whole sky was covered with white rain at this time, but I could still feel his presence.

The heavy rain lasted for a long time and there seemed to be no sign of stopping. Water had begun to accumulate in some low-lying areas, and ripples appeared on the water surface.

Grandma also came out and stood with me at the door for a long time. Finally, I saw tiredness on her face and asked her to go to bed first, but she insisted on staying with me. I had no choice but to follow her back to the room reluctantly.

I still couldn't sleep, hoping that he would appear in my dream again today. I tossed and turned in bed for a long time and fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, I woke up very late, but had a dreamless night.

In this way, heavy rain fell for several nights in a row, nourishing the earth, irrigating the crops, and the river water rose day by day.

My summer vacation was almost over, and Village Chief Huang came again that day.

"Liu Feng, you are so amazing, you are simply a god!"

Village Chief Huang looked at me with admiration.

"It's nothing, village chief, this may be a coincidence. I said it, so everything is just my intuition and there is no basis for it." I smiled at him.

"No, no, no, you are really amazing! If there is anything happening in the village in the future, I will come to invite you and your grandma." He was still very excited.

"By the way, Aunt Xu, this is the red envelope from the last time you helped with the water pump issue. I've been so busy lately that I forgot about it. I just remembered it today and brought it to you."

As he spoke, Village Chief Huang handed a red envelope to grandma. It looked thick, so there should be quite a lot of money.

"Then this year's harvest shouldn't be lost too much."

Grandma didn't bother to be polite with him and took the red envelope and asked.

"Well, it rained, but the millet was in its prime and suffered from drought, so it won't be very full. I estimate that this year's harvest will be reduced by half."

When Village Chief Huang said this, his dark face was filled with worry.

"Fortunately, the town has already issued a notice that only half of the public grain tax will be paid this year."

"That's good!" There was a hint of relief in grandma's tone.

"Then Aunt Xu, Liu Feng, I'm leaving now. I'll come to you next time if I have something to do."

After saying this, Village Chief Huang left in a hurry again.

"This guy has a quick temper!"

Grandma looked at the hurried figure and said with a smile, "What a good village chief."

During this period, I tried hard to fall asleep at night, hoping to see him again. Just like he said, he would not come to see me for a long time, and he did not show up again.

The day before school started, Wang Erming came to my house again and gave me a pen, but I was embarrassed to accept it.

But he said that I saved his life. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have continued his studies, let alone been admitted to a technical secondary school. He asked me to accept him.

He also said that he would be going to the county to attend a technical secondary school in a few days, and would not be able to come back until the end of one semester, so there would be few opportunities for us to meet in the future.

I couldn't persuade him, so I had to accept his kindness.