The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 272 Floods
However, Yun Cheng's whole body was glowing, like a fairy in the rain, walking slowly.

With such a heavy rain, everyone ran home a long time ago, and there was not even a bird in sight on the road.

When Yun Cheng walked to the village chief's house, the gates of the village chief's house were all closed, and everyone was chatting on the kang.

"Knock knock..."

Zhang Feng was teasing his grandson, he was inside the house, and it was raining really hard, so no one heard Yun Cheng knock on the door.

"Knock knock!!"

The sound was much louder this time, Zhang Feng pricked up his ears and listened for a while, as if he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Hey, Zhenger? Is there someone knocking on the door?"

Zhang Zheng was working on wood, and he couldn't go in the yard when it rained, so he polished it in the house.

His craftsmanship is getting better and better, and with his reputation as Yuncheng's apprentice, many people are flocking to him.

Zhang Zheng's business is like a cloud.

So it's quite busy, and thanks to Yun Cheng's blessing, the Zhang family's life is getting better and better.

Now the village chief wants to praise himself when he thinks of his foresight at the beginning, and his life will only become happier and better in the future.

"Dad? Is there someone knocking on the door? I really don't want to hear it."

Zhang Zheng didn't hear the sound of the wood on his side, so he scratched his head.

"Why don't I go and have a look."

But suddenly, a clear female voice came into the house: "I am Yuncheng, open the door."

Obviously Yun Cheng was no longer in the room, but they heard Yun Cheng's voice?
There was a moment of horror on Zhang Feng's face, then he shook his head and said in disbelief, "What's wrong with me?"

"I had an auditory hallucination, and I heard Yun Cheng call me again."

Zhang Zheng also stopped moving: "Father... I heard it too."

"Open the door." The cold voice was clearer this time.

Zhang Feng quickly put on his shoes, and even dropped the cigarette bag on the ground, before he had time to pick it up, he ran towards the gate.

Zhang Zheng also picked up the umbrella: "It's broken, Master is really here."

The two ran back and forth to the door, just from the door to the door, the rain had already drowned the father and son.

Opening the door, Yuncheng walked in, and by the way, the light wave enveloped both father and son, and all the heavy rain was cut off in an instant.

Zhang Feng and Zhang Zheng looked at Yun Cheng as if they were looking at a fairy.

"Yuncheng? It's raining so hard, is there something wrong with you rushing here?"

Otherwise, he could have waited for the rain to stop before coming back. Zhang Feng knew without thinking that Yun Cheng must be in a hurry.

"There is something." Yun Cheng stood under the eaves of Zhang's main house, but did not enter the house.

"Come in and tell me, although it's not raining, but there is still a lot of cold, come in for a cup of hot water?"

Yun Cheng shook his head, the light waves on his body disappeared, and the hem of the blue clothes was blown up by the wind in an instant, creating an elegant arc.

"I won't go in, I have something to say."

"This time it will rain for about a month."

Yun Cheng crossed his hands and rubbed them together, the cold wind biting his bones.

Her tone was still calm, but what she said made Zhang Feng and Zhang Zheng feel cold from head to sole.

"The rain won't stop for a quarter of an hour, continuous, such a heavy rain, next month." Yun Cheng said emphatically, continuous, non-stop, and rain.

This rain is not raining.

It was as if God was pouring water down, dripping down.

This kind of rain next month?

The water in the pit should be full in three days.

Ten days later, the river behind Xiaoqingshan should be full of water.

a month?

(End of this chapter)