Song Sancheng was holding an umbrella in the back mountains, unable to use his hands to hold the umbrella while moving stones, and ended up soaking wet without having dug any worms.
Finally, after some struggle, he dug a few small red worms, sneaked into the house like a thief, and changed his clothes.
Aunt Lianhua had just finished mopping the floor: ...
With just one set of footprints, she could just go over it with the floor cleaner later on, which wasn't much work. But Wu Lan hated those people who didn't step aside even when the mop approached. Seeing Aunt Lianhua with the floor cleaner now, she immediately understood—
A loud cry came from outside the courtyard just at this moment.
To say the rain sounds were insulating, it was true! In the past, you could hear it before people turned the corner, but now, only when they arrived at the doorstep, did everyone be taken aback:
Is that the sound of a child crying?
