Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

The old lady looked up at the stars in the sky and said, "Hurry up, don't we have to get home before Xiao Sanzi and the others? It's almost ten o'clock, I'll go ahead."

Han Zhaozhao went home at this time because she secretly looked at the electronic clock in her space and knew the exact time.

And her grandmother, with her rich life experience, can grasp the exact time just by looking at the night sky, which makes her have to admire her!

The grandparents and grandchildren came home only a dozen minutes earlier than the third child and his friends. They had just cooled a large pot of boiled water and washed a small basket of cucumbers when the three children came back!

Tonight, they changed the map and had a good harvest, catching more than two kilograms of scorpions.

"Zhao Zhao, it's just that the vines are too deep, and there are still a lot of Bidens pilosa and Xanthium sibiricum. Otherwise, we could have caught another half a pound."

The third child picked up a cucumber and started to chew it with a crunch. Niu Xiaomin and his sister went to wash their hands first, then came back and poured some boiled water to drink.

"Don't be ungrateful, there are no weeds in winter, but there are no scorpions either!

By the way, Xiaoyun and I counted the money this afternoon, a total of one thousand and four hundred and ten cents.

Someone go call Xiaoyun, let's divide the money today!"

Xiao Sanzi: "I'll leave my share with you first. I don't dare take it home. If my mother finds out, she will definitely confiscate it all and not leave me a penny."

Niu Xiaomin and his sister also looked embarrassed: "Zhao Zhao, how much money should each of us get this time?

Can we also leave it at your house first? We will find a way to deposit it at the savings bank on Sunday."

Han Zhaozhao understood: This is private money and cannot be discovered by family members!

"Okay! Brother Sanzi, you should also deposit the money on Sunday so that the passbook can be kept safe!

This time there is a change of more than four dollars left, and we five people will each get 200 dollars.

As for the money, you can keep it at my house for now. You can go home and think about what to buy and set aside some of the money, and put the rest into a savings bank or bank!

"You are relieved to keep so much money at home, but I am not! These days, the money is getting more and more, and I dare not go out."

The next day, Han Zhaozhao went to the drugstore twice and sold the scorpions he had caught the night before.

Xiao Sanzi and his friends sold for more than twenty-four yuan, and the grandparents and grandchildren sold for ten yuan and fifty-two cents, which is really a lot!

No wonder her grandmother was reluctant to give up this way of making money.

Just when the old lady was getting ready to persuade Han Zhaozhao to catch scorpions again, God blocked the old lady's way to make money - it rained heavily!

For the crops in the fields, this rain comes just in time!

The rain fell on the ground and immediately seeped into the ground. The fields had already cracked into pieces as wide as leek leaves, and people were happily drinking up the rain water.

But people living in cities hate rainy days the most.

The roof was leaking, and many families had their houses filled with pots and pans. The rain was pouring outside, dripping inside the house, the quilts were wet, the ground was flooded, and the furniture was soaked... It was a mess!

What was even more annoying was that the rain came too suddenly and many families did not prepare coal and firewood. The little they had saved was soaked by the heavy rain because no one was at home to clean it up, and they could not burn it.

Now I can’t even cook!

On the streets and alleys, the rain water turned into yellow mud soup and flowed everywhere!

Han Zhaozhao held the only heavy umbrella in the house and carried a shovel as he checked the waterways in and around the yard.

This rain is the heaviest and heaviest since the beginning of spring this year. If we are not careful, the waterways will be blocked by debris and the yard will be flooded. If we continue for a while, it will be easy for rainwater to flow back into the house.

Han Zhaozhao walked back and forth four or five times, and only felt relieved when he was sure that there was no debris in the waterway.

Standing at the gate, Han Zhaozhao saw that the rain in the alley was almost knee-deep, and the rain in the various courtyards was still pouring out.

At the beginning, you can see small whirlpools on the water surface, spinning rapidly with grass sticks and debris.

When I looked again, the small vortex could no longer be seen, and the rolling yellow muddy water rushed out of the alley and rushed towards the street.

Han Zhaozhao was very fortunate that their alley had an ancient well and good drainage. Otherwise, like the alley next door, with many narrow gates, it would definitely be blocked and rainwater would flow back into the yard.

"The waves are running and flowing, the river is rolling without stopping. It washes away all the things in the world and turns them into a rolling yellow mud..."

Han Zhaozhao was in high spirits, singing loudly, when Niu Xiaoyun stood at the gate of their yard and called out, "Zhaozhao, Han Zhaozhao, is your house leaking?"

"Ah? It's not leaking. I just replaced the tiles in the fall and checked them in the spring.

What's wrong? Is your house leaking? Are you alone at home? "

The rain was pouring down loudly, and both girls shouted loudly, otherwise they couldn't hear what the other was saying.

“There are five places where the rain is leaking in my house, but it’s not a big problem. The amount of rainwater leaking is not much, and I have collected all the water in basins and bowls.

Can you lend me your umbrella? My water pipe seems to be a little blocked. I'll go clear it!"

Only then did Han Zhaozhao realize that she was only wearing a tattered hat with the outer ring gone, leaving only the middle part of the hat, and her body was already wet.

"Come over here and use it!"

Niu Xiaoyun held her head with her hands and walked into the rain, wading through calf-deep water as she slowly walked towards Han Zhaozhao's house.

"Take the shovel and use it. Are you afraid of being alone at home? Why don't you come to my house after you finish clearing the waterway and wait for your mother to come home?"

“No, I have to wait for the bowl to be filled and change it, otherwise it will be in vain.

I'm not afraid. There are people at Grandma Wang's house next door, and there are also people at several houses in the backyard.

Go back to your room, I'll bring it back to you when I'm done."

Han Zhaozhao waved his hand, "No need to give it to me, you can keep it for now. I have a military raincoat at home!"

Niu Xiaoyun left with an umbrella and a shovel. Han Zhaozhao closed the door and walked back to the house along the corridor.

At this time, the advantages of the courtyard house can be seen. When it rains, you can move from one room to another, but because there is a corridor, you won't get wet at all!

Alas! What a pity! The courtyard in Houhai in her previous life is still occupied by an official from a government department!

That was her favorite yard. After buying it, she decorated it to her liking. But she didn’t know if she would be able to buy it again in this life.

"The rain kept falling, but the atmosphere was still harmonious. Under the same roof, I gradually felt my heart changing..."

Han Zhaozhao deliberately lowered her voice and sang Zhang Yu's "The Rain Keeps Falling". The only drawback was that her clear childish voice could never produce the deep and hoarse flavor of Zhang Yu's!

Alas, rainy days are the most likely environment to make people sad. She missed her relatives from her previous life, her home, her favorite singers, and the songs that moved her.

Humming the song over and over again, Han Zhaozhao carefully checked each room one by one. Only after confirming that there was no leak did Han Zhaozhao feel at ease and return to the main room.

The room was dark. She turned off the high-intensity flashlight and threw it back into the space. She moved a recliner to the entrance of the main room and sat there for a while. She felt a little cold, so she put on another piece of clothing and curled up on the recliner to enjoy the rain scene in the yard.

The two pomegranate trees transplanted in the spring are only one meter tall. Their finger-thick branches are swaying in the heavy rain, but they refuse to give in and stand stubbornly.

The leaves are washed by the rain and are emerald green, but unfortunately there are no flower buds this year.

Otherwise, the combination of bright red and bright green is too beautiful!

The most vulgar is the most elegant. If you can appreciate the flowers and eat the fruits, your life must be very beautiful!

By the way, the Beijing white pears she picked last night looked juicy and delicious, but she hadn’t had time to taste them yet!