Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7998 It's Raining

Changping Village.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

While cooking lunch, the sky suddenly turned dark clouds and strong winds blew up.

The good day suddenly turned into night in a short period of time.

Rumbling thunder rang overhead, like the wheels of an ancient chariot running over and over again.

The green lightning is like a thin and dense snake, entangled in the thick black clouds, swallowing the scarlet core, as if the wrathful god wants to punish the world.

It was as if a big hole had been broken in the sky, and the rain was pouring down from the top.

When it fell on the roof, the rubble on the top of the head rattled, and when it fell in the yard, the bluestone slab ground was immediately flooded with rain.

The chickens and ducks who were still playing and looking for food were scared and hid in the nearby corners and trees, and the hen spread her wings to protect the chicks under her body.

The rooster's comb was drooping, its wings were drooping, and it was squatting there, tilting its head and looking around with its small eyes dripping, looking like a drowned chicken.

In the main room, Wang Cuilian was so frightened that she hurriedly got up to close the doors and windows.

Blacksmith Luo was also busy looking for candles.

Yang Ruoqing put down her chopsticks, got up and walked to the place near the door, looking at the thunderstorm outside and worrying secretly.

In such bad weather, I don't know if Tang Yazi is in the camp at the moment, or outside?

If it's in the mountains, I hope he can be smart and find a cave to hide for a while. The rain... is really heavy.

I hope that he will not pass some sloping mountain sides in such weather, in order to prevent the danger of mudslides caused by the heavy rain washing away...

When Wang Cuilian closed the doors and windows, she saw chickens and ducks in the yard outside. She couldn't bear it, and subconsciously opened the door to drive the chickens and ducks back to the cages in the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly stopped her.

"Auntie, it's best not to go out when there's thunder and lightning, it's dangerous."

Wang Cuilian said anxiously: "I'm afraid that the twenty or so chickens will be washed away by the rain. It's fine. I'll go back as soon as I go."

Yang Ruoqing took a step forward and took Wang Cuilian's hand: "Auntie, the hen is protecting her, and they are hiding under the corner of the wall, so they can't rush away."

If you take ten thousand steps back, even if you really rush away, there is nothing you can do.

Lightning is flashing outside, thunder is rumbling, and the rain is pouring. What if you go out to hunt chickens and ducks, and you are struck by lightning?
The rain was so fierce, and the bluestone slab was slippery. Why did you run down in a panic and fell too fast?

The lesser of two evils, in this case, it is more important to take care of your own safety first.

Wang Cuilian looked at the chickens and ducks in the yard, they were all her painstaking effort, the weather had changed too fast before, she was busy collecting clothes, shoes and socks, and didn't bother to catch the chickens.

Besides, the chickens and ducks were all let go before and let them wander by themselves, looking for food in the grass, even if they wanted to drive them away, it was difficult.

Unexpectedly, these beasts are still very smart. Seeing the rain, they all ran out from all corners, gathered together, and hid in the corner of the wall and under the big tree under the leadership of the leading big rooster.

It's just that one of them is blinded by the rain, and it hurts to look at it.

No matter how distressed Wang Cuilian was, Yang Ruoqing refused to let her go out.

Blacksmith Luo lit the lamp, and the room was brightened up again. The light temporarily dispelled everyone's fear of this terrible natural force.

"Listen to Qing'er, don't go out, Daping was struck to death by lightning back then!"

Blacksmith Luo came over directly and pulled Wang Cuilian back.

Although Wang Cuilian no longer insisted on going out, she still muttered worryingly, "Daping was in the middle of the summer, and the thunder and lightning hurt people at that time, unlike this time, it's almost the beginning of winter."

Blacksmith Luo stared: "A woman's opinion! That thunder and lightning can hurt people no matter what time it is."

"Think about the fire at the bottom of the stove, when will it not hurt people?"

Wang Cuilian was immediately stopped by the question.

Yang Ruoqing closed the door of the main room tightly, and turned back to the dining table, "Auntie, uncle is right, let's continue eating, the rain is coming fast, and it probably will go soon, maybe after dinner, the rain will come soon." Stopped."

Lunch is very rich.

Wang Cuilian killed a young chicken, chopped it into large pieces, and first fried it dry in an iron pan using the steps of braised chicken, then put ginger and soy sauce on it to color it.

Then put them together with the soaked shiitake mushrooms in a ceramic crock, add water enough to submerge the chicken nuggets, put in an appropriate amount of salt, and simmer for half an hour on a mud stove.

Obediently, because it is young chicken, it is tender, so it cannot be simmered for too long, the meat will fall apart easily.

After half an hour, the soup left a shallow layer under the crock, so thick that it could be drawn.

The chicken nuggets at this time, not to mention how fragrant, the meat is soft and not loose, pick up a piece of chopsticks and look at it, the trembling chicken thigh meat, the chicken skin hangs on it, wrapped in soup, crystal clear .

Bite it down, my god, it's so delicious that my tongue will swallow it.

For a foodie like Yang Ruoqing, she would never touch stewed chicken, old hen soup, or the chicken skin in the ground pot chicken.

And the stewed chicken in the crock pot in front of her, tsk tsk, not to mention the chicken skin, the chicken bones are so crispy, she can eat it with her eyes closed, and it still has endless aftertastes.

However, that was the situation of eating before the heavy rain. When the doors and windows were closed again, candles were lit, and the meal was accompanied by the sound of thunder and rain outside the house, the appetite was reduced by more than half.

Why?

Because I have something on my mind.

What is that thing?
Of course it was Luo Fengtang.

In such a bad weather, I wish my family would be by my side, stay in the same room, don't go anywhere, and feel at ease.

Otherwise, the ancients would not have written that kind of poem: Why cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about the night rain in Bashan?
"I don't know if Tang Yazi is hiding from the rain right now."

Yang Ruoqing took a few mouthfuls of food absently, then turned her gaze, and found that the uncle and aunt in front of her were also preoccupied and out of her mind.

The aunt is probably still thinking about whether her chickens and ducks will be washed away by the rain, and the uncle's brows are tightly frowned, like a ball of rope that cannot be untied. What is the reason for this?
"Uncle, don't worry about Maotang. Last time, Tang Yazi led people to heighten and strengthen the surrounding ponds and dams,"

Yang Ruoqing comforted Luo Tiejiang very intimately, "This rain should not last long, and the Maotang will not flood."

In June, there was a flood, and all the fish and shrimp in the pond disappeared, causing heavy losses.

If it happens again in the second half of the year, a strong man like Uncle who was born with iron will probably cry.

Blacksmith Luo nodded and smiled bitterly at Yang Ruoqing, "Well, I'm not worried, eat, eat!"

He picked up the bowl, lowered his head and pulled it up.

Yang Ruoqing wondered, her consolation didn't seem to be on point?

Isn't uncle worried about the fish pond?

If not, why is he worried?

After eating two portions of a lunch, the second half was really tasteless, and the three of them were all worried.

After hastily eating, the rain outside has become much weaker, and the thunder and lightning have disappeared.

(End of this chapter)