Chenxing put her hand in her pocket: "Alright, be careful on your way, oh, and if it doesn't rain tomorrow, I'll bring you some vegetables."
"It's been raining these days, probably won't stop for half a month." Little Wang said, huddled under his umbrella, "Beware your vegetables get washed away by the flood."
Chenxing cocked her head, staring up at the sky; she was worried too.
The persistent rain always made one's spirits involuntarily sink.
Ah, her poor cabbages, could they withstand this severe storm?
Ah, her poor sponge gourds, they didn't even bear fruit yet, the blossoms are about to be battered off by the rain;
...…
Little Wang was right, the next day the city was hit with torrential rain, but they didn't have the luxury of idle time.
Because――
The rain had collapsed the road.
