The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and soon turned into a downpour.

Although Jiang Li could not see the gloomy sky and heavy rain outside while sitting in the room, he could still hear the crackling sound of the heavy rain hitting the ground.

There was a rumbling thunder outside. In this kind of weather, there was no way to go out to work except to stay at home.

Zhang Guocai was sitting in the main room. He was a restless person. He took a few thinly sliced ​​bamboos and was doing some handicrafts.

He is now weaving a basket. He cuts the bamboo and peels the bamboo himself, and he has to weave it himself.

There were many burrs on the edge of the table, which would prick his hands from time to time. Zhang Guocai would pull them out easily without even frowning.

He used both hands to weave very quickly, and soon some simple bamboo strips took the shape of a basket in his hands.

This basket was specially designed for Jiang Li. It has a double frame and a depression at the bottom that can be used as a seat.

Simply put, this is a backpack specially designed for carrying twins, which makes it convenient for Jiang Li to take the children out.

When the children are five or six months old and can sit, Jiang Li can carry them directly when going out, so as not to worry about leaving them at home.

“Knock, knock, knock!”

There was a hurried knock on the door outside. Not only Zhang Guocai heard it, but Jiang Li who was sitting in the room also heard it clearly.

"Open the door, open the door, is anyone home? Is Jiang Li here? Come out quickly!"

Zhang Guocai, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, walked out and opened the door.

A woman in her 40s stood in front of him, soaked in the rain, and then fell to her knees.

"My man is dying. Please ask Jiang Li to draw a portrait of him."

After a person dies, the body quickly becomes stiff, and the portrait drawn at that time will be very unnatural.

The woman's name is Wang Cuihua, and her husband is the same age as her. No one would have thought that the man who was fine yesterday would be gone today.

People of this era attach great importance to portraits, because this is the last thought. Even if the family’s financial conditions are not good, they must have a portrait.

Seeing that the man was about to die, Wang Cuihua was anxious and rushed over regardless of anything.

Zhang Guocai took a look at the sky outside. He felt that the rain would get even heavier and didn't want Jiang Li to go out.

"My niece just came out of confinement, and I'm afraid she can't stand the cool breeze right now."

"Jiang Li has been out of confinement for a long time. She can definitely enjoy the breeze now. It really has no effect. It's just raining heavily today, but there isn't much wind."

Wang Cuihua explained incoherently, with only one purpose, which was to invite Jiang Li over today no matter what.

"But it's raining so hard outside. My niece might catch a cold if she gets wet. If she catches a cold, I won't be able to breastfeed my niece."

Zhang Guocai was still reluctant, so Wang Cuihua knelt on the ground and almost kowtowed to him.

"Please, please, Jiang Li, Jiang Li, are you home?"

Wang Cuihua was so anxious that she shouted in the house. Zhang Guocai was a little embarrassed but couldn't persuade her.

Jiang Li heard the noise outside, and she put on a tattered cotton jacket and walked out of the house.

"Uncle, Sister Wang is really anxious about this matter, so let me go."

“But you…”

"I will wear my straw raincoat and bamboo hat and won't let myself get wet in the rain."

Jiang Li said this, but he still felt a little uncertain after taking a look at the sky outside.

The rain was not falling straight down, but rather drifting down at an angle, and the rain could easily seep into clothes if you weren't careful.

"I'll pay two dollars. Please come with me. I'm really counting on you."

"Then uncle, I agree?"

"Go ahead, go ahead. Your feet are on your body. Can I tie you up and stop you from going?"

…

Shen Changan's question was too sharp, and Jiang Yi felt that no matter how he answered, it would be wrong. At this moment, the class bell rang.

Jiang Yi felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart. He was so anxious that he didn't even put on his shoes and ran out of the teacher's office.

"Teacher Shen, I'm going back to the classroom now that class is about to start."

"Why……"

When Shen Changan saw the shoes on the ground, he looked up and shouted, but Jiang Yi not only did not stop but ran faster than before.

Shen Changan could only bend down to pick up the shoes on the ground and chase after him.

Jiang Yi ran so fast that Shen Changan chased him all the way to the classroom.

Jiang Yi finally returned to his seat, exhausted and out of breath. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he looked up and saw Teacher Shen standing in front of him.

"ah!"

Jiang Yi was startled. He let out a small exclamation and stood up from his seat.

Shen Changan bent down and put his shoes on the ground. He found it funny to see the startled look on his face: "Look how fast you are running, as if there is a ghost chasing you."

Jiang Yi smiled awkwardly. He quickly sat down, bent down and put on his shoes. He scratched his messy hair and thought of an excuse: "I'm just afraid of Chi Dao. I don't have any other thoughts."

Shen Changan reached out and rubbed his head, and then used his fingers to help him straighten his hair a little. At this time, the teacher who taught the class had come over. It was Mr. Liu who taught politics.

Teacher Liu is 22 years old, graduated from a technical secondary school, is currently single, and looks pretty good.

She couldn’t walk as soon as she saw Shen Changan.

Shen Changan turned around and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I disturbed your class."

"No, it's okay. If Teacher Shen has something else to do, I can give you all my time."

"You still have to go to class. The children are waiting for you. I'll leave first."

Shen Changan turned and left. Teacher Liu stared at Shen Changan's back and watched him leave.

When Teacher Liu turned around, she saw more than 40 pairs of eyes in the class looking at her.

The children's eyes were very clear. She seemed to have been seen through and her face turned red.

"Look, what are you looking at? Class is in session!"

"stand up!"

As soon as Teacher Liu said class was about to start, the class monitor stood up reflexively. The whole class stood up consciously, their eyes still fixed on Teacher Liu.

"Sit down and stop looking. The final exam is coming up soon. Everyone, turn to page 52. We're going to do a final review today."

After Shen Changan left the classroom, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood outside the window and looked at Jiang Yi from afar. Jiang Yi's back was straight. He was originally serious in class, but when he noticed Teacher Shen's gaze, he became even more alert.

Shen Changan touched his pocket, and there were still a few milk powder tickets in his pocket.

There were no young children at home, so the milk powder coupons were useless. His family had given him a large number of coupons for this trip, but he usually had someone deliver meals, so he rarely needed them.

Especially milk powder, he always felt that it had a milky smell and he didn’t like the taste very much, so these milk powder coupons were never used.

Jiang Yi's family is not well off, and it is even more difficult for his sister to raise two children alone. Should I find an opportunity to give the milk powder ticket to Jiang Yi, or deliver it to him personally?