When the two returned, the crowd was still partying in the rain, as if having water meant having everything, without even thinking about whether they would have rice to cook tomorrow.
"Everyone, come with me! Grain is falling from the sky! Come and pick up the grain, or the heavens will take it all back!" Song Zhuiyan roared in the pouring rain, her voice booming like a lioness.
Song Tantan echoed her exclamation and ran up the mountain with her short legs, saying, "My family is out of rice, so I have to hurry up and pick some back."
Ye Moxun followed behind, shouting loudly, "I've been hungry for two meals already, is there really any food? I want to go and collect some too, or it will be gone."
This time, people weren't dwelling on the rain that was three years late. Food was just as important; everyone was out of food. Food falling from the sky? If they didn't hurry and grab some, they would go hungry. They had to hurry and grab some!
"Has God really sent us food?" someone asked.
"Whether it's true or not, the important thing is to gather the food and eat it." Some people are wisely oblivious.
When everyone arrived, they found that the place where the grain had been stored was the same place where the dead tree had burned earlier. There was now only a tree-shaped trail of ashes on the ground, and in the ashes were ten snakeskin bags, all filled with rice.
Without saying a word, Song Tantan and Song Zhuiyan had already carried a bag of rice and were running back, and even Ye Moxun carried a small bag of ten-pound rice.
The three of them didn't care what happened to the others; they quickly ran home to take shelter from the rain. Only a fool would want to stay in the rain forever.
Song Zhuiyan, with her long legs, was the first to arrive home. She carried the bag of rice all by herself. Song Tantan, aside from pretending to lift it for a moment at the beginning, tried her best to keep up with her.
"I'm exhausted. Do you know how hard it was for me to deliver this grain?" Song Zhuiyan threw a bag of rice on the ground and almost collapsed. Three actors were mobilized to put on this show.
Song Tantan also came running back with her short legs, panting, pouting, and looking aggrieved. She had a really tough time.
"Tantan, where's Xun? Go check if he's back yet. He's weak; I hope he doesn't faint on the way." Song Zhuiyan was worried. In her eyes, that excessively handsome little boy was delicate and fragile, not someone who could endure hardship.
"No way? I didn't even faint." She's not even six years old yet. Ye Moxun is at least a head taller than her. Even if she's delicate and sickly, she shouldn't be this weak, right?
However, she was still worried. Before she could catch her breath, she turned around to go out and look for someone, but she was bumped into and fell to the ground.
"Ouch." Her little bottom was all bruised and battered. Song Tantan pouted, tears streaming down her face with the rain. Was it easy for her?
Ye Moxun was really out of strength, but he still reacted quickly and dumped a bag of rice to the side without directly pressing it on the little dumpling.
"Mo Xun, are you alright?" Song Zhuiyan quickly helped him up, and seeing his porcelain-white face growing paler, her worry deepened.
"No, it's nothing." Ye Moxun didn't expect that ten pounds of rice would break him. He almost fainted on the way. If it weren't for his strong willpower and the fact that he gritted his teeth and persevered, he would have really embarrassed himself. But he's not much better off now.
"I want to take a hot shower and change into clean clothes."
"Oh right, look how confused I am. Tantan, quickly use the marsh gas in the space to fill a bucket with hot water for Mo Xun. I'll go to the kitchen to make ginger soup." Song Zhuiyan lifted Ye Mo Xun onto a chair and immediately turned to go to the kitchen.
Song Tantan wanted to say that she hadn't showered or changed her clothes yet; she was still a baby.
However, seeing Ye Moxun's pale face, she said nothing in the end, and went to Ye Moxun's room in her soaked cloth shoes. When she returned, she brought him a set of clean clothes.
"Change your wet clothes first, and I'll get the hot water ready soon." The water heater uses biogas, so hot water can be dispensed immediately.
"Thanks."
Ye Moxun had just changed into a new undergarment when Song Tantan filled a large bucket with water and placed it in the bathroom, which was actually a place for bathing enclosed by wooden boards.
"So fast?" Ye Moxun gave a stiff smile; he was terribly cold.
Song Tantan stood outside the bathroom, chattering incessantly, unwilling to leave, actually afraid that he would faint in the bathroom.
She said, "My aunt raises over a hundred pigs, right? Considering environmental issues, she built a biogas digester. You know what a biogas digester is? The pigs defecate in it, which produces biogas. Biogas is actually similar to natural liquefied petroleum gas; you can use it for cooking and also to heat water in a water heater."
However, the stove and water heater require special design; not just anything can be connected to them.
"Are you listening? Are you done washing up? Why aren't you saying anything? If you don't respond, I'm coming in." Song Tantan seriously suspected that he had fainted inside.
Just as she stretched out her short arms to push open the bathroom door, Ye Moxun, already dressed, came out and looked at Song Tantan with a complicated expression.
"What are you doing? Trying to watch me take a shower?"
Song Tantan was shocked. She was just concerned about him, but not only did he not appreciate it, he even suspected her of trying to spy on him. How could this be?
"What's so attractive about someone as thin as you? Why would I want to see you shower, or maybe just to see you with a little extra fat down there? I've never seen anyone as narcissistic as you." Song Tan ran off quickly, making sure he didn't catch a cold by getting him some hot water first. She hadn't even showered or changed herself yet; it was like a dog biting Lü Dongbin.
"Hey, Song Tantan, hurry up and take a shower and change your clothes, or you'll catch a cold." Ye Moxun kindly reminded her as he watched the little bundle of joy dart away in a huff.
However, Song Tantan and Song Zhuiyan were both as strong as oxen, and they slept soundly at night, showing no signs of illness whatsoever.
In the middle of the night, there was a loud knocking on the door. Because the rain was getting heavier, neither of them heard the knocking at first. Zhong Qingyi could only shout and bang on the door.
"Miss Song, Miss Song, please open the door quickly, Mo Xun is sick."
Song Zhuiyan sat up abruptly, threw on her coat, and ran to open the door. "Brother Zhong, what happened? What's wrong with Mo Xun?"
“Mo Xun probably got caught in the rain earlier and developed a high fever in the middle of the night. He’s been weak since he was a child. If I had known he would go out in the rain, I would have stopped him.” Zhong Qingyi was extremely anxious. He was already injured and had lost a lot of weight. His face was pale, and now he looked even worse because of his worry.
"Don't rush, go back and keep an eye on Mo Xun first. I'll go back to my room and find some medicine." Before Song Zhuiyan finished speaking, she closed the door and then went back to the bedside to wake Song Tantan up.
Because of her young age, Song Tantan was particularly sleepy. She was still fast asleep, wrapped in her blanket, when Song Zhuiyan suddenly picked her up, pinched her chubby cheeks, and woke her up.
"Auntie..." Song Tantan drawled out her words in a coquettish tone, burying her head in her arms and refusing to wake up.
"Don't sleep, Tantan, Mo Xun has a high fever. Quickly get some fever reducer for him." Song Zhuiyan chuckled and vigorously ruffled the hair on the top of her head.
Um?
Did she hear that right? Ye Moxun is sick?
"Did he get a high fever because he got caught in the rain? His constitution is too weak." Song Tantan's drowsiness vanished, and her mind cleared up.
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