The rain had poured down almost all day.
Gu Yanan stared out the window, overlooking the village at the foot of the mountain.
She remembered how, as a child, she especially loved the rain.
To farmers who depended on the heavens for their livelihood, the arrival of the rainy season was always cause for excitement. Back then, like her parents, Gu Yanan enjoyed tending to the crops and even thought that spending her whole life following her parents in the village, farming vegetables, would be nice.
The left-behind children in the village envied Gu Yanan because, unlike their own parents who had gone to the city to work and only appeared during the festivals, her parents were always around.
When it rained, Gu Yanan would often cheerfully run to the edge of the fields without an umbrella, deliberately splashing through the puddles, which resulted in her clothes and shoes being completely soaked.
