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Chapter 662 It Really Rained
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Looking at the eldest brother who was stunned by his wife's eyes, Wen Xiange laughed a little unkindly.

"Xiufang, I love you so much." With a smile, Wen Xiange hugged Xiufang's arm and said coquettishly.

"Cough..." Hearing her sister's blunt words suddenly, Song Heping was choked instantly.

And Xiao Chenggong, who was laughing and watching the fun, also changed his expression at this time, and he looked at Wen Xiange thoughtfully.

The four of them were laughing and laughing in the courtyard corridor, when a gust of wind blew by suddenly, Wen Xiange felt as if a drop of water was dripping on her face.

At first I thought it was an illusion, but then Xiufang looked up at the sky and said, "It's raining."

"Oh, it's really raining." Wen Xiange froze for a moment, let go of Xiufang and ran to the middle of the yard and looked up at the sky. After a while, she felt several drops of water hitting her face, and she shouted excitedly.

There was still the sun before, but the sun disappeared just now. I thought it was only temporarily covered by clouds, but it suddenly rained.

In the past two months, the rainfall in Beijing has been pitifully low. I hope that the rain will be a little heavier today.

"It's really raining, I hope it will rain harder." Song Heping also stepped forward and looked at the sky expectantly.

Xiao Chenggong also looked at the sky without saying a word, and of course he did the same, hoping that the heavier the rain, the better.

"Let's go, it's getting late, go back and prepare lunch." Wen Xiange looked at the sky for a while and said, if she doesn't go back, her grandma will definitely do it herself, the weather is hot, it's not easy to cook in the kitchen now, there are so many of them People's meals, don't let the old people get into trouble with heat.

The three of them nodded when they heard the words. After a meal, the rain was really getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of thunder and lightning came from the sky from time to time, as if all the gods were holding their breath. All of them began to enlarge their moves one by one.

For a while, the room was pitch black and the lights needed to be turned on to see the food.

After eating, seeing that the rain outside had not subsided, Wen Xiange said: "It seems that the basketball game this afternoon will not be able to be played."

"It's okay, there is still a chance next time, this rain is rare." Song Heping said immediately after hearing the words.

The game can be postponed, and the goods can be released later, but this rain is life-saving rain, no need to compare, he also knows who is lighter and who is heavier.

"Yeah." Wen Xiange nodded, of course the rain is important.

"You stay at home, let's go out for a while, although everyone knows that we can't compete in the rain, but we have to go back to school and tell everyone." Song Heping looked at the sky outside and said.

"Well, be careful." Wen Xiange nodded.

The four of them all had raincoats and rain boots. When they first came to Beijing, it had been raining for a while, so the four of them bought a new set of raincoats each.

After the two men left, Wen Xiange was in a good mood and planned to take a rest, not rushing to read notes and books.

Instead, he took out a paper and pen from the room and measured the size for Xiufang and grandma.

"Before I was so busy that I didn't have time. I'm free today. I'll take your measurements and make a coat for each of you in the next two days." Wen Xiange laughed.

"I don't need to do it. You made so many clothes for me in the team before. I can't finish all the clothes. Don't waste time and fabrics. You just need to make them for Xiufang." Grandma Chen hurriedly heard the words waved his hands.

She is an old woman and doesn't need to wear new clothes every year. In the past few years, Xiange has been made for her every year, and she really has more clothes than she can wear.

"Well, throughout the year, there are still two new clothes for each season." Wen Xiange said.

"The clothes are all good, not damaged or torn, you made new ones, can I still throw away my old ones, I'm not your young child who needs to dress up, how old are you, the clothes are clean and comfortable, don't do it It's gone." Grandma Chen waved her hands resolutely.

(End of this chapter)