Modern cement roads are flat and smooth, and rainwater falls and flows away quickly, causing almost no obstruction.
The official roads in ancient times were paved with mud and gravel.
On normal days, the road is bumpy and dusty. Once it rains, it turns into mud in an instant.
The yellow mud was sticky and thick. As soon as you stepped on it lightly, your feet would be tightly wrapped, as if being held tightly by an invisible big hand. Every step you took required a lot of effort. Sometimes it was even difficult to pull your feet out of the mud, let alone continue moving forward.
After lunch, everyone looked at the heavy rain outside the cave, and ripples gradually appeared in their hearts.
The raindrops showed no sign of stopping, still hitting the ground with a crackling sound, gathering into puddles and creating ripples on the water surface.
Time passed quietly with the ticking sound, and everyone began to get anxious, their eyes full of worry.
This journey is already full of hardships and unknowns, and it is really distressing that the journey has been delayed by the rain. No one knows when the rain will stop. If it is delayed for too long, will the dry food run out?
Will there be other accidents along the way?
Many worries lingered in everyone's mind.
Several experienced old men in the village slowly walked out of the cave. They looked up at the lead-gray sky, squinting their eyes and carefully observing the direction and thickness of the clouds.
After a long moment, an old man slowly turned around, facing the crowd, cleared his throat, and said, "Looking at the situation, the rain won't stop today. The sky is so gloomy, the clouds are thick and there's no sign of them dispersing. I'm afraid the rain won't subside anytime soon. Everyone should prepare to rest here tonight."
When everyone heard this, although they felt helpless, they also understood that this was the only way, and began to make arrangements for staying overnight.
As the old man expected, time passed quickly and it was You hour in a blink of an eye. The sky gradually darkened, but the rain was still pouring down like the Milky Way, with no sign of stopping.
The rain curtain covered the earth, and the sky and the earth were hazy. Only the dense raindrops were gleaming in the darkness.
Everyone sat in the cave and under the makeshift shed, their faces filled with anxiety and helplessness.
The children had long lost the excitement they had from playing in the rain and quietly cuddled up to the adults.
The women held grass stems in their hands and weaved intermittently, but their eyes drifted towards the rain outside the cave from time to time.
Although the men pretended to be calm, their furrowed brows and fingers tapping the ground revealed their inner restlessness.
However, faced with the incessant heavy rain, everyone was helpless and could only suppress their anxiety for the time being, chatting with the villagers while weaving straw ropes and straw sandals to prepare for the subsequent journey.
As the night gradually spread like ink, the whole world was swallowed by darkness, leaving only the sound of raindrops hitting the ground echoing in the silent night.
In this simple environment, everyone was gradually feeling tired and sleepy, but they could only find a relatively dry and comfortable corner in the cave or shed and lie down quietly.
The ground beneath them was hard, and they were covered with thin clothes or blankets. Everyone was worried about tomorrow's itinerary and confused about the future. Accompanied by the sound of rain, they slowly fell asleep. The dream might be of their distant and peaceful hometown, or the beautiful vision of tomorrow's sunny day after the rain.
The next day, at dawn, Yao Qingshuang woke up slowly in a chill.
She subconsciously wrapped the already thin quilt tightly around her, but it was still difficult to resist the chill that penetrated into her bones.
She sat up trembling slightly and looked outside the cave. She saw that the rain was much lighter than yesterday. The raindrops became sparse and no longer poured down like that. It looked like it might stop in a while.
However, every autumn rain brings a chill. After the baptism of rain, the weather seems to change seasons in an instant, and the cold comes like a tide.
Yao Qingshuang was shocked, knowing that if she caught a cold while fleeing from famine with little food and clothing, it would undoubtedly make matters worse.
She didn't dare to delay and quickly reached out to push the person who was still sleeping beside her, saying anxiously: "Wake up, the weather is getting cold. Put on more clothes and don't catch a cold."
At her call, everyone woke up from their sleep one after another, with a bit of confusion and ignorance in their sleepy eyes.
But when they felt the chill coming towards them, they woke up instantly, rummaged through their luggage in a panic, and put on all the clothes they could wear.
Even so, everyone still felt the biting cold.
Seeing the weather suddenly turn cold, everyone's faces turned extremely ugly.
An old man said worriedly, "How come the weather changes so quickly? We don't have any warm clothes now. What should we do?"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of worry and helplessness. Under the threat of this cold, the road ahead seemed to become more difficult and confusing.
After everyone hurriedly finished breakfast, the rain finally stopped completely.
The sky was still covered with dark clouds, but the pouring rain had disappeared, leaving only a wet world.
The people of Sujia Village knew that time was running out and did not dare to delay for even a moment. Under the leadership of the village chief, they quickly packed their luggage and embarked on a long and arduous journey.
Due to yesterday's heavy rain, the official road became muddy and everyone had to move forward with difficulty, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Every step required a great deal of effort to pull the feet out of the sticky yellow mud, and then carefully move to the next step.
The yellow mud seemed to have a huge suction force, tightly holding people's feet and making the progress extremely slow.
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