As a representative of the victims, Zhao Minggeng watched the handling of the "four-person theft gang" in the ancestral hall and then quickly ran home.
The reason is simple: the sky is covered with dark clouds, and if it rains, it will definitely be a torrential downpour.
The Zhao clan members were chattering amongst themselves, discussing how dangerous the thunder had been.
Seeing Zhao Minggeng's expression as if he were being chased by a dog, he clicked his tongue in disapproval, saying, "He's too impulsive."
A slap in the face is like a tornado. "Whoosh!" Heavy rain poured down from the sky like a deluge.
Zhao Minggeng, whom they disliked for being unreliable, had already arrived home as quickly as possible.
Lock the main gate and close the doors and windows of the house.
The gossiping crowd was caught off guard by the heavy rain and quickly ran to take shelter under the eaves of the ancestral hall.
The rain intensified, and those seeking shelter were soaked to varying degrees.
You can endure staying under the eaves for a quarter of an hour, but it starts to get a bit cold after half an hour, and by half an hour, you'll feel completely exhausted.
It's so cold.
Even the elders sitting inside the ancestral hall were starting to get restless.
"With such heavy rain and for so long, the rice paddies are bound to be flooded. I'm worried that the rice stalks will be washed away."
The second uncle said, clearly he dared not think of the worst.
Third Uncle chimed in, "Yes, this rain is so heavy, it's rare to see this in recent years..."
Another fifteen minutes passed before Village Chief Zhao Jinfeng finally spoke.
"Mountain Boy, tell the villagers outside that those who can hold out should hurry home in the rain."
I grabbed a raincoat and a shovel and went to check on the rice paddies. I was worried they'd been washed away, and everyone would go hungry again.
After saying this, disregarding his advanced age of nearly 60, he stood up and disappeared into the rain.
The clan elders couldn't stop them.
Speaking of Zhao Minggeng, the representative of today's victims, he was sitting in the main room eating noodles cooked by his daughter.
It contained two poached eggs and a braised chicken leg buried in the bowl.
They ate with great relish.
"Daughter, let me tell you, your dad is definitely a lucky star."
As soon as I saw the weather was getting bad, I turned and ran back, without getting a single drop of rain on me.
Look at what the outside looks like now.
As I ran home, I could still hear those people saying I wasn't calm.
Given their composure, they must have all been kept inside the ancestral hall.
Our ancestral hall isn't a place you can just wander into to take shelter from the rain; I bet they're all hiding under the eaves.
You know, such a huge bolt of lightning struck the courtyard of the ancestral hall, and you didn't even look at the sky and hurry up and leave.
There's no time to say anything about how Ma Gen's oath brought about this divine retribution.
Stop talking nonsense. Magneto isn't some chosen one, and he doesn't have that kind of ability!
My dear, you're right, 'It's terrible to be uneducated.'
There's no such thing as rain without thunder; today it's just that thunder came first and then it rained..."
Zhao Minggeng complained to his daughter while eating.
Zhao Qingyan burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"Dad, do you believe it or not, if the villagers hear you say that, you'll get beaten up by them."
Zhao Minggeng took a bite of the chicken leg. "Hmph, who dares to beat me up?"
Even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare.
But when your dad gets old and can't climb anymore, I'll be too weak, and I doubt anyone will dare to do it.
"By then they will be even less likely to dare, because you will have a whole bunch of grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and you will be the great-grandfather."
"Father, those petty thieves from last night were only punished with cleaning the village for a year?"
Zhao Qingyan asked.
Zhao Minggeng looked up and glanced at his daughter with a half-smile.
"What else do you want? Last night you scared those kids so much they wet their pants."
With that lightning incident happening again today, do you think they would dare to commit crimes again?
We all share the same ancestor, so we can't be too aggressive.
Your great-grandfather even told me to go to the county government office with him today, but with this awful weather, I'd better not.
I need to go check on our fields later. If this rain continues, we'll have to flood the rice paddies.
"Hehe, we have to make sure they never forget it."
"Misbehavior will be punished. If I knew martial arts, I'd like to visit every house and scare them a bit."
Zhao Qingyan said with great regret.
"Girl, take a rest."
"If you do that, rumors will probably start spreading that our house is haunted." Zhao Minggeng said with certainty.
Okay, I understand.
Oh, right, Dad, when you go to the fields later, I'll prepare a raincoat and rain boots for you, so you won't get wet.
"But you'll need to wear a raincoat over your clothes for cover," Zhao Qingyan said.
Zhao Minggeng's eyes lit up.
He had always been curious about what the world his daughter had lived in was like.
Every time his daughter brought something out, it was a pleasant surprise for him.
Zhao Qingyan indulged her father's curious ideas.
After each item was taken out, the craftsmanship and principles behind it would be explained in detail to Zhao Minggeng.
Regardless of whether the biological father could understand it or not.
In fact, she found that her father was very smart, and she even had the idea of teaching the family members math, physics, and chemistry.
Sure enough, when Zhao Minggeng saw the tall rain boots and the transparent raincoat, his eyes widened in surprise.
"These rain boots are made of rubber. There is a plant in this world called the rubber tree."
It can grow up to 30 meters tall and has abundant milk. These rain boots are made from that milk.
Rubber trees prefer a hot and humid environment.
The average lifespan is around 60 years, and the period during which breast milk may be produced is approximately 35-40 years.
If I'm not mistaken,
We should have these rubber trees in Lingnan Prefecture, Cangxi Prefecture, and Jian'an Prefecture, and of course, some places further south should also have them.
If we have the opportunity in the future, I suggest that we go deeper into Daqingshan.
If we can find rubber trees,
From then on, our family will not only have an endless supply of waterproof rubber shoes, but we can also open a workshop to make and sell shoes.
Huang, who had been counting silver in her room, heard her son making a startling noise in the main room, so she came out to see what was going on.
Hearing Zhao Qingyan mention that he could open a workshop, he immediately perked up.
What she loves most is earning and counting money.
"My dear girl, what kind of workshop are you opening?"
Zhao Qingyan pointed to the rain boots on the ground. Then she repeated what she had just said to Zhao Minggeng.
Huang's eyes sparkled.
"My dear daughter, Grandma always said you're a lucky star."
You seem to know everything. After we buy the wine jars, Grandma will follow you further into the mountains.
If our family could open a workshop, your aunt and sisters-in-law could manage it, and then all the men in our family could be sent out to study.
"I don't need anything too high, just at least pass the imperial examination and become a scholar. Then our land can be exempted from taxes."
Zhao Qingyan was very surprised when she heard this.
"Grandma, do you think my dad, my uncles, and my cousins will also go to school? Have you asked them what they think?"
"Isn't it a bit strange to have them study with my younger brother and his classmates?"
Although Zhao Qingyan herself encourages reading, the thought that her grandparents and grandchildren might study in the same school in the future brings a strange sense of amusement to her.
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