"Girl, girl, stop playing and come eat!"
Old Li called out as he brought a plate of scrambled eggs and a plate of salted fish to the table. Turning around, he saw his grandson and granddaughter leaning on the window sill, their bottoms sticking out, intently gazing at the sky. He couldn't help but chuckle,
"Looking for dragons again today? Did you find any?"
"No..."
The little boy, hands clutching the window sill, jumped down onto the bench, his head hanging disheartened.
Ever since they had seen a dragon once on a sunny day after a rain, they had been hoping to see one again, peeking out the window every day, but their wish remained unfulfilled.
"Where can there be dragons on a rainy day? You can only see them when it's sunny."
Where could one find dragon-like clouds in the overcast, gray gloom?
Old Li wondered to himself.
"Didn't Grandpa say yesterday that rain is the Dragon King spreading rain, so we could see dragons on rainy days?" the little boy retorted.
"That..."
