Bao Sihan: "...I'm still growing, so I need to eat more."

"You are so tall and have a long body, who are you lying to?"

"I have to grow somewhere else..."

"……roll!"

The camera zooms out farther and farther, until finally only the backs of the family of three can be seen.

The voices of the three people also drifted farther and farther away, hidden in the sound of the wind.

Jiang Linlin returned to the room. Just as the egg custard was ready, a strong wind blew outside and it started to rain.

The three of them didn't know what was going to happen next, and sat around the table happily eating egg custard.

Jiang Linlin took out the small cakes she made a few days ago, and her dinner was the same as afternoon tea.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, it was as terrible as the downpour written in the storybook.

Jiang Linlin took the bowl into the kitchen and found that the rain had passed through the iron fence and hit the glass.

She frowned slightly.

Such a heavy rain will not flood the house, will it?
Then she thought of something else.

Most of the villages are shacks, and the better ones are adobe houses. Can they withstand such a heavy rain?
In addition to the torrential rain, there is also a strong wind. What if the house is blown down?
Just as Jiang Linlin was washing the dishes and struggling, there was a sudden knock on the door.

She was startled.

It's still raining heavily outside at this late hour, who could be here?

Jiang Linlin wiped her hands on her apron, and opened the door a crack.

The strong wind from outside immediately poured in, blowing her whole body and heart cold.

There were also a lot of raindrops flying in. Just a few seconds after opening the door, her hair was wet.

"Xiumei? It's so windy and rainy, why are you here?"

Zhang Xiumei was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, her whole body was soaked, her hair was still dripping water.

"Linlin, hurry up and take a look at the studio. The terrain is the lowest there, and the machines are flooded. Luckily, I'm close enough to take a look!"

Jiang Linlin's heart skipped a beat.

His uncle knew something was wrong.

Just now, I talked to Bao Sihan about wanting to get a new machine, did God hear it?

"Wait a minute, I'll get dressed and go out with you!"

Bao Sihan stood up right after him, and took out two raincoats from the room.

"I have settled the star, she will not be afraid, I will go with you."

With such a heavy rain, what if he fell halfway, he was not at ease.

Fortunately, there are program staff to take care of the children.

Jiang Linlin put on her clothes and opened the door only to find that Sun Fujiang was also behind, and he also used his body to block Zhang Xiumei's back. He has broad shoulders and is tall, which can really block a lot of wind.

She quickly followed Zhang Xiumei and the two of them to the studio, not forgetting to look left and right to see if there was any damage to the shed.

"Does this kind of heavy rain fall in this village every rainy season? It's too scary!"

The rain was so loud that they couldn't even hear them talking face to face. Zhang Xiumei scratched her neck and shouted, "No, this is the first time this year. When I came out, I saw many uncles and aunts putting protective covers on the vegetables in the field!"

It's over, with such a heavy rain, the vegetables in the field must have been watered down.

Two men, Bao Sihan and Sun Fujiang, opened the way in front, one on the left and one on the right, escorting the girl behind.

In the middle of the walk, an old lady pulling a small cart suddenly appeared in front of her. It seemed that she had just gone to the field to cover the vegetables.

Seeing her struggling to move forward in the wind and rain, Jiang Linlin silently prayed in her heart that nothing would happen.

I don't know if it's because she didn't read the almanac when she went out today, and just after she finished chanting, the old lady lost her footing, and she fell on her back with her car.

At this moment, the photographers of the program group couldn't stand it anymore, so they could only send small follow-up cameras that were not afraid of water to surround the guests, and the barrage was all hanging for the guests.

[I'm going to save my life, what should I do! 】

[The wind is so strong, I feel that the old lady can't get up, this is really an evil wind, it's too outrageous...]

Jiang Linlin cursed, looked at Zhang Xiumei, and walked towards the old lady with each other's arms.

"Auntie, are you okay!"

Bao Sihan and Sun Fujiang worked together to lift the cart first, and it took a lot of strength for both of them just to lift the cart.

On a sunny day, Bao Sihan could lift the cart above his head with one hand.

But today, the wind is really strange, it blows in all directions, so no matter which direction you go, you will always go against the wind.

And it was surprisingly big, if Jiang Linlin and Zhang Xiumei hadn't supported each other, they would have been blown away standing in an open place.

"Leave me alone, girl, I can stand up by myself!"

"That's okay, the ground is full of mud, and you have to slip when you stand up!"

The aunt seemed to recognize Zhang Xiumei, and she kept saying thank you.

"It's really unlucky, the year is unfavorable, with such strong wind and rain, all the vegetables in the field will be ruined!"

The aunt took the trolley with both hands, and she was still complaining, "It's a good thing I met you young people today, otherwise my old lady would have a cold and a fever when I go back..."

Jiang Linlin suddenly thought of something, and asked one more question, "Ma'am, this year's torrential rain is so evil, are the neighbor's houses around you okay?"

The aunt first nodded, then shook her head.

"When I came out, I saw that their houses could hold up, but the wind wasn't so strong at that time, and the raindrops didn't hurt so much!"

The dilapidated shacks that seem to be in the remote area are really strong enough to withstand...

When the wind and rain stop tomorrow, we may not know what the village will look like.

Jiang Linlin sighed, watched the auntie walk safely home step by step, and then continued to fight against the wind with Zhang Xiumei's arms like two little old ladies.

After a lot of effort, I finally reached the door of the studio.

When Jiang Linlin saw the stagnant water on the ground, her heart was half cold.

This water can cover one-third of the machine, and the parts inside must have been soaked long ago.

She continued to walk in, and suddenly heard a few familiar voices from inside.

"Hurry up, hurry up, quickly move the sandbags to block them, and don't let the rain continue to pour in!"

God, what kind of living Bodhisattva is showing his spirit? Why do people come here to prevent floods?
When Jiang Linlin saw the faces of those people, she was stunned.

She noticed the yellow hair on their heads at a glance.

It was those street boys who had just been released by her that day!

They actually came back, and this time they came back not for anything else, but to help her studio stop the rain.

The three people behind Jiang Linlin were also obviously shocked, coughing while wiping the rainwater off their faces with their hands.

"You...how did you come here!"

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