Ling Xue and A Yong worked hard to harvest the wheat in the field. The dark sky grew even darker. The gloomy black seemed to press the sky even lower. The scattered raindrops were blown all over the place by the wind. A Yong was a little worried.
"Xiaoxue, why don't we go back first!" Ayong said to Ling Xue with a frown.
"Okay, let's wait until the rain stops and see what happens!" Ling Xue was also a little uncertain. It would be better to be conservative and not let the two of them get hurt for such a small thing.
They left as soon as they said they would. Without any further delay, they took Ling Xue's children's hover car back to the camp.
The people around who were racing against time to harvest couldn't help but sneer in their hearts when they saw Ling Xue's hovercraft going back.
"What kind of person is this? Instead of harvesting quickly before the rain comes, he's just walking back like this! He must not know how to live!"
"When food runs out, you'll know how hard life is. She'll regret it someday!"
"I know them. That woman is the famous sickly girl in that safe zone. She really can't do much work!"
"Exactly. I heard he hasn't awakened his powers yet. How pitiful!"
Not long after they left, it started to rain. It wasn't just an ordinary downpour, but a downpour, like a bucket pouring down.
Now, the remaining people could do nothing and had to pack up and rush back.
The rain was so heavy that even the hovercar couldn't operate; it obscured visibility. Even those walking back couldn't go any faster. The heavy rain wasn't the worst part; the wind was also a real storm.
It’s not a good idea to stay in the wild, so we still have to walk back step by step.
No one said anything weird at this moment. Instead, some people felt a little regretful. They should have gone back with that sickly guy earlier.
Money can’t buy you early knowledge!
The further they walked, the harder it became. The sky seemed to be leaking, pouring water down. Soon, the rain was up to their calves. If they waited any longer, they might not be able to return.
At this time, Ling Xue and A Yong were already sitting in the warm room warming themselves by the fire.
A Yong arranged the sweet potatoes and covered the outer ring of the stove, then placed a large iron pot on top and began to boil water. He planned to make some hot soup first, so that Xiao Luo and Da Liu could drink it while it was still hot and would also help to keep away the cold when they returned.
Thinking of this, he asked Ling Xue, "What did you say when you contacted Xiao Luo and the others just now? Have they returned?"
Ling Xue nodded and replied, "I'm back! I'll be there soon! You don't know Xiao Luo yet. He's so smart, he wouldn't be so stubborn!"
As they were talking, they heard a knock on the door.
Ronaldinho and Liu Cixin are back!
Ling Xue quickly ran to open the door!
Sure enough, the two of them walked in wet, with water dripping down their bodies!
"Hurry up and take a hot shower, then change your clothes before coming out!" A Yong hurriedly urged them when he saw the two of them looking like drowned rats.
Xiao Luo and Da Liu nodded tremblingly, unable to speak.
One of them went into the bathroom in the living room, and the other went into the bathroom in Ayong's room. They didn't care about anything else now, they just wanted to soak in the hot water quickly.
Ayong quickly boiled a large pot of hot water and put a few pieces of sweet potato into the pot. The noodles were almost cooked now.
Ling Xue was carefully stirring a small bowl of batter, crushing the dough lumps bit by bit, and soon she had a bowl of smooth batter.
Ayong took the batter from Ling Xue's hand, held the small basin in one hand and slowly poured the batter into the pot along the edge of the pot, and held the large spoon in the other hand and slowly stirred it.
The fire was very strong and soon the pot was boiling. However, Ayong still did not stop stirring. With such a strong fire, it would be disastrous if the bottom of the pot was burnt.
In this way, a big pot of sweet potato porridge was soon ready.
After moving the pot to the iron rack specially used for pots, Ayong closed the stove door.
