Chapter 34 The miserable cry in the rainy night
After moving his body, Zhou Xiaochuan deliberately looked in the direction of Jiang Rou.
It seemed like she was observing his little movements to see if Jiang Rou had noticed them.
snort!
He was not afraid, nor did he want to get close to Jiang Rou.
It's just comfortable to sleep like this.
Zhou Xiaochuan finally lay down holding Zhou Xiaohua.
But Jiang Rou saw all the actions of the little wolf cub.
There were only a few people in the room, and because of the power outage, it was plunged into darkness, so the swaying shadows of people were especially clear.
Although Jiang Rou saw it, she didn't say anything.
She knew that Zhou Xiaochuan had matured precociously because of his experiences in his youth.
A six-year-old child already has very strong self-esteem.
If this layer of appearance is exposed, it will only make Zhou Xiaochuan more resistant and more angry, which is not a good thing.
That's it.
The three of them slept under the covers at a slightly shorter distance from each other, just like they did in the previous few days.
The heavy rain outside continued to fall without stopping.
The sound of rain leaking can be heard inside the house.
The sound of wind and rain are all intertwined together.
What’s even scarier is…
thunder.
Boom!
Boom!
The thunder was accompanied by lightning, which jumped back and forth as if it was going to split the cloudy sky.
The posture was just like that of a deity going through a tribulation.
When Jiang Rou listened, her body couldn't help but tremble, and she felt a little scared.
She thought of the two children beside her...
Jiang Rou quietly stood up in the dark and looked up at Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohua.
The two little children hugged each other tightly, their bodies pressed close together as if they were in the mother's womb, seeking a sense of security from each other.
Zhou Xiaohua was particularly frightened. She struggled to get into Zhou Xiaochuan's arms, wishing she could hide herself.
While Zhou Xiaochuan was holding the little girl, he also put his hands on Zhou Xiaohua's ears to block out the thunder for her.
"You can't hear me, Xiaohua. I'm covering your ears for you."
"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
"Xiaohua, sleep peacefully. Once you fall asleep, you won't hear anything."
Zhou Xiaochuan comforted Zhou Xiaohua softly.
Jiang Rou observed silently for a while, and seeing that there was nothing unusual about the two children, she withdrew her gaze and lay down again.
Listening to the sound of rain, I slowly felt sleepy.
Before going to bed, she hoped that just like Zhou Chongshan, the storm would be over by tomorrow morning...
Little did they know.
The two children beside her made some noises again.
When Zhou Xiaochuan was holding Zhou Xiaohua, his body was particularly tense and a little cold.
He frowned tightly and clenched his teeth, as if he was enduring some pain.
I just don't want to utter a sob.
But cold sweat couldn't help but ooze out from his forehead.
Even his breathing became heavy.
Zhou Xiaohua was still groggy and hadn't fallen asleep yet.
She was very close to Zhou Xiaochuan and immediately noticed that something was wrong with him.
Zhou Xiaohua slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her little hand, touched Zhou Xiaochuan's chest, and then touched Zhou Xiaochuan's face.
Brother, brother...
What's wrong with you?
Zhou Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, gasped, raised his hand to hold Zhou Xiaohua's small hand, and pulled her hand back under the quilt.
"Brother is fine, don't worry, Xiaohua, just go to sleep..."
He patted Zhou Xiaohua's back gently, coaxing her to sleep.
After hearing what Zhou Xiaochuan said, Zhou Xiaohua felt relieved. She yawned a little and fell asleep again in a daze.
…
The storm that night was so severe that it was beyond imagination.
In the second half of the night, not only did it not stop, but it became even more ferocious.
The howling sound of wind and rain never stopped.
In such an environment, even if Jiang Rou fell asleep, she didn't sleep very soundly, it was just a light sleep.
Half asleep and half awake.
She heard...
Wow wow wow wow… wow wow wow wow…
It was crying.
The crying of the child was miserable and urgent.
One sound after another was full of panic.
Wow wow wow…
Wow wow wow…
Why is there a child crying?
She doesn't have any children?
Jiang Rou was half asleep and thought she was in her original world. She forgot that she had traveled through time and that she had become a mother painlessly and that she already had two children.
finally.
It was a flash of thought.
child!
Crying!
Jiang Rou was suddenly startled.
Ogawa!
Little flower!
Jiang Rou suddenly woke up, opened her eyes instantly, and sat up on the bed.
Right at this moment.
Boom!
There was another loud thunder.
At the same time, there was a flash of white lightning.
In the flash of light, Jiang Rou saw Zhou Xiaohua, who was supposed to be sleeping next to Zhou Xiaochuan, came out at some point in time.
The little child, wearing thin clothes, crawled to Jiang Rou's side.
She is crying...
I cried so hard that my tears fell like rain, so miserable...
The whole little face was wet with tears.
【Ooo ...
[Wow wow wow…]
The child, who couldn't make a sound, was nervous and helpless. She could only use her little hands to grab Jiang Rou's quilt tightly, trying to wake her up.
[Save my brother...quickly...save my brother...waaaaaaa...]
Zhou Xiaohua's tears fell like the rain outside.
After seeing Jiang Rou wake up, she cried even harder, and her little body was shaking.
Jiang Rou got up hurriedly and saw this scene.
She didn't have time to think about anything, she just reached out and hugged Zhou Xiaohua in her arms.
"Xiaohua? What's wrong? What happened? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here. We're not afraid, don't cry, don't cry. What happened? Does it hurt somewhere? Or are you having a nightmare?"
Jiang Rou held the little girl in her arms and asked anxiously.
But she asked this.
Zhou Xiaohua, who was already nervous and trembling, became even more anxious.
She couldn't make any sound, and she gasped for breath when she cried.
It sounds rapid and weak, which makes people feel distressed just by listening to it.
Such a young child was gasping for breath.
With tears in his eyes, he kept gesticulating, trying hard to say something to Jiang Rou.
But Jiang Rou does not have the ability to understand Zhou Xiaohua's inner language like Zhou Xiaochuan.
etc!
Zhou Xiaochuan!
Jiang Rou suddenly thought of something.
Zhou Xiaohua has already cried like this, what about Zhou Xiaochuan?
How could Zhou Xiaochuan, who has always been Zhou Xiaohua's patron saint, not know anything about this?
What happened to Zhou Xiaochuan?!
Jiang Rou was shocked.
In the dim light, she glanced to the other side of the bed.
I saw... Zhou Xiaochuan curled up and hunched over.