Judging from the situation, the heavy rain doesn't seem to be stopping any time soon.
He didn't dare to delay too much on the road.
He urged the old ox to walk non-stop into the village.
Along the way, the rain was so heavy that everyone covered their faces and tried their best to block the rain with their hands to prevent it from getting into their eyes.
No one spoke, it was completely silent.
The only sounds in my ears were the sound of falling rain and the rolling of wheels.
The sky was dark and thick with clouds that seemed about to collapse.
In the past, it was sunny at this time.
At this moment, it feels like it is almost dark.
The old ox has walked this road back to the village for many years.
It knew where to go without Zhang Daming's driving it.
We walked in the heavy rain for nearly two hours, and the outline of Zhangjia Village slowly appeared.
Finally, we reached the village entrance.
Everyone had been holding their heads high all the way, but suddenly they relaxed, knowing they would be home soon.
After the ox cart stopped, Zhang Daming jumped off the cart.
"Let's get it off here today. I won't send it inside!"
When the weather is good, he will try his best to take the villagers to their doorsteps most of the time.
The weather is not good today, and the old ox was more or less caught in the rain.
He had to go back quickly to make a fire and roast his old ox!
How could we have the time to send them home one by one?
"Uncle Damin, this is too much! It's raining so hard, how are we supposed to get back?"
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