Asking for a divorce on the way to exile, finding a husband is a great pleasure

The deafening thunder not only woke up Shen Yitian, but also woke up the others.

Young children, such as Song Xiaer and the naughty kid from Yue Niang's family, were frightened and started crying loudly.

The quiet mountain suddenly became noisy. For a moment, there were cries, shouts, and thunders everywhere, making people's heads buzz.

Shen Yitian hurriedly got up. At this time, there was no trace of the moon in the sky. It must have been covered by layers of dark clouds.

She was just about to ask Yuan Dutou what to do if it was going to rain when raindrops as big as beans hit her face.

Heavy rain!

Shen Yitian covered her head with the rainproof cloth, and then she heard Yuan Dutou calling everyone to gather together.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and heavy rain poured down. In a moment, everyone became soaked.

Even though Shen Yitian covered her head with a rainproof sheet, she still got soaked. Not to mention the others who only covered their heads with ordinary clothes, so they were directly drenched by the rain.

The fire that was burning just now was extinguished in an instant, and the mountain fell into deathly silence.

Even though Shen Yitian didn't want to communicate too much with others, she couldn't help but lean towards the officer with a raincoat on her head.

Yuan Dutou called on everyone to take shelter under the tree to avoid the rain. Shen Yitian looked at the lightning and hesitated.

With all the thunder and lightning, will it really be okay to stand under a big tree?

She hesitated only for a moment, and everyone else had already rushed to hide under the tree.

Although it will rain under the tree, it is indeed much better than the heavy rain outside.

Shen Yitian walked over there with the rainproof cloth on, but did not go under the tree. Instead, she shouted at Yuan Dutou, "Yuan Dutou, the thunder keeps striking. It's not safe for us to stand under the tree."

Especially since the open area they chose has few trees, unlike the dense forest, it is very easy to be struck by lightning.

Moreover, they are now on the flat hillside, which is a bit high and is very likely to be struck by lightning.

"Captain Yuan, we have to leave here." Shen Yitian shouted loudly, wearing a raincoat.

She remembered that they had been going uphill before stopping to rest, and the low-lying area before going uphill was the best place to avoid lightning.

Although there is no place to shelter from the rain, fortunately that place is not far from here. Since we can't avoid the rain, we have to avoid lightning.

However, Yuan Dutou would not listen to her at all. He looked at Shen Yitian and snorted coldly, thinking that her previous obedience might have been fake, and that she was probably planning to escape by giving orders now.

"If you don't want to come and stand under the tree and get wet in the rain, you want to leave in the rain and thunder? If you want to escape, just try, as long as you can bear the consequences." Yuan Dutou scolded in a cold voice, and his tone no longer had the previous gentleness.

Shen Yitian was stunned, her brows furrowed tightly. At the same time, another flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and Shen Yitian clearly saw the lightning strike the tree on the top of the mountain behind them.

But because those people were standing under the tree and facing Shen Yitian, they did not see this scene.

Instead, the people from the Song family's main branch were still mocking Shen Yitian for having a mental problem, saying she would rather stand there in the rain than take shelter under the tree.

There were thirty or forty of them, standing under three trees. Because the rain got heavier as they got closer to the outside, they squeezed together until they all gathered at the base of the trees.

At this moment, the lightning and thunder that Shen Yitian had just seen sounded. The thunder that seemed to be so close scared everyone. As if for safety, they shouted and squeezed tighter.

Even though Shen Yitian wasn't standing under the tree, she couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over her body when she heard the thunder, as if her scalp was about to explode. She silently took a few steps back, and there happened to be a small downhill slope behind her, so she stepped down.

Amitabha, this thunder likes to strike high things, it shouldn’t be aimed at her!

She jumped down the small ramp and squatted down, wrapping herself tightly with rainproof cloth.

Just as I finished all this, a loud thunder rang in my ears again.

Shen Yitian's scalp went numb when she heard the thunder that seemed to be ringing next to her ears. This was the first time in her life that she was so close to thunder.

She didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but she felt that all the hairs on her body stood up, as if an electric current was rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her hair seemed to be clamoring to stand up.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but wrap the rainproof sheet tighter. Although the rainproof sheet was uncomfortable to wear on her body, and although her body was still soaked by the rain even with the rainproof sheet on, she still firmly believed that wrapping herself up was better than not wrapping herself up.

She squatted on the ground, trembling with fear from the thunder, and the people over there were also frightened. The children cried loudly, and the woman would occasionally scream and let out a low sob.

Maybe he was also frightened by the thunder, but Yuan Dutou, who usually has a loud voice, didn't scold them.

She squatted there, listening quietly to the thunder that came and went. She had already gotten used to the thunder, but suddenly she felt something fall at her feet.

She silently lifted the rain cover to look, and her brows furrowed.

The rain was pouring down, and it was impossible to see anything at night. But by the light of the thunder and lightning, she clearly saw an oil-paper umbrella at her feet...

Compared to the thunder that came and went, Shen Yitian felt that the sudden appearance of the oil-paper umbrella was even more terrifying.

Suddenly, she suddenly remembered the fleeting figure she had seen earlier.

If nothing unexpected happens, the umbrella should be from the same person who delivered the donkey meat pancake. But who is this person?

But at this moment, she was entangled in the question of who had given her the umbrella. The rain was getting heavier, and the thunder was gradually becoming quieter. At this moment, she still didn't dare to open the umbrella. She just took the oil-paper umbrella under the rainproof cloth and hugged it, continuing to squat in the same place.

Thunder rumbled, accompanied by the screams of the exiled crowd not far away. Shen Yitian didn't lift the oil-paper cloth to see, but she could vaguely hear someone crying out in pain from the screams.

This was most likely struck by lightning. I don't know if it would kill him.

She didn't know how long she squatted in the low place, until her legs and feet became numb and the thunder gradually stopped. She also plucked up the courage to open the oil-paper umbrella.

Although the thunder had stopped, the rain continued. The people standing under the tree were already soaked. Shen Yitian, wrapped in oil-paper cloth, had a good day, but her clothes were also soaked.

It was dark and the road was slippery. She felt light-footed as soon as she stood up. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and grabbed a nearby bush to keep steady and avoid falling.

"Are you all here? Come over here. I want to see if anyone is running away." The thunder became quieter, but Yuan Dutou's voice rang out.

The corners of Shen Yitian's mouth twitched. This Yuan Dutou was indeed cautious. He started counting the number of people before the rain stopped.

Afraid that if she was too late, someone would say she was trying to escape and get scolded, she quickly shouted, "I'm here, come right over."

Shen Yitian's clear voice was drowned out by the heavy rain. Yuan Dutou could only vaguely hear someone shouting in the distance, but he couldn't hear who that person was.

In the pitch-black darkness, no one noticed Yuan Dutou's hair standing up. It wasn't just him; several people around him were the same.

Under another tree, the people from the Song family's main branch were not much better off. The old lady was half leaning against the tree trunk, breathing more than she was breathing in, but because it was dark, no one noticed that she was in a bad condition.