Chapter 99

Beidu has been in a muggy and gloomy weather these days. The dark clouds outside the window are getting thicker and thicker. They have shouted that it will rain for several days, but it hasn't rained. People are looking forward to it. Only the next rain can wash away the dry and hot weather.

Han Mo stood by the window, frowning slightly. The clouds outside the window were thick. This weather had been for many days, but he was still vaguely worried.

Chen Yuehong just saw Han Mo's expression and walked to her son with a smile. "Don't worry, your father has an umbrella. It's a lifelong habit to bring an umbrella in any weather. Just called him. He didn't go far. Don't worry."

Han Mo gave a sound, looked out of the window and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Xuanxuan's secret base is actually the fine sand pit in the park. She once buried one of her toy elastic balls in the white fine sand pit with a small shovel. Because the location is relatively secret, in her little heart, this is the secret base.

The dull weather doesn't affect the little guy's good mood. In the adult's thinking power, what fun is there in the sand pit in the park? Although they are all white fine sand, very clean, it's just sand. But children can take a small shovel and bucket, put the sand into the bucket, and then pour it out, so they can play again and again.

Han Jun sat next to the bunker and watched the little guy carry the fine sand back and forth in a bucket. From time to time, he helped the little guy shoot off the fine sand.

There are many trees in the park, which are also very lush, and the branches and leaves are luxuriant. Usually, when you sit on the wooden chair in the park to rest, you can hear the rustling sound of the leaves. However, in today's weather, there is no wind, and the leaves droop listlessly.

Han Jun looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. From the moment he got off the train, he complained about the weather in Beidu. It was gloomy and depressed, and it didn't rain. It was hard for people to hold back. If he came out for a walk, he wouldn't care, but with his children, Han Jun was afraid of rain.

"Xuanxuan, we've had enough. Let's go home." Han Jun said gently to his baby granddaughter.

The little guy tooted his mouth, "Xuanxuan hasn't played enough yet. She needs to play again."

Han Jun always had no way to deal with Xuanxuan. He reluctantly pinched Xuanxuan's little baby fat face, "play again for a while."

Xuanxuan nodded and went to play again.

Han Jun was lucky. The weather these two days was like this and it didn't rain. It should be all right to play for a little longer.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and Han Jun frowned, "Xuanxuan is going to rain. We must hurry home."

Then thunder came through the air and roared

"Grandpa, I'm afraid." The little guy hurried to Grandpa.

Han Jun gently patted the fine sand off the child, and then took Xuanxuan's small hand.

The long suppressed heavy rain didn't give people breathing time. Not long after the thunder, big raindrops rushed to every corner of Beidu, and the streets were full of running people.

Many people took umbrellas for the first two days. The weather forecast reported rain every day, but it didn't rain. This weather lasted for a long time, and everyone began to dislike the trouble of not taking umbrellas.

Han Mo hurried out of the kitchen. Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, he was worried, "I'll go out and find them."

Chen Yuehong also thought about the master and sun in her heart. She was afraid that Han Mo would go out to find him and didn't know the direction. She quickly said, "I'll call the old man and ask him where he is. You don't know which direction to look for when you go out."

After that, Chen Yuehong began to make a phone call. She took her mobile phone to her ear for a long time until all the waiting sounds sounded. Han Jun didn't answer the phone. Han Mo was a little worried. Although she brought an umbrella, it was useless in such a heavy rain.

"I'll call again." Chen Yuehong tried to dial Han Jun's phone again.

Han Mo had changed his shoes at the door and waited at home. He was worried. He went out first. He took an umbrella.

The heavy rain outside the window made a slapping sound on the glass, the branches and leaves of the tree were constantly swinging by the wind, and people without umbrellas downstairs ran quickly.

Chen Yuehong put down the phone, "it's raining too much outside. It's estimated that the old man didn't hear." She was afraid that her son would go out in the rain and be wronged. She was more worried that her baby granddaughter would get wet. She said, "son, it's raining hard outside. Please bring more umbrellas." Then he took another umbrella and handed it to Han mo.

Han Mo took the umbrella, twisted the handle, pushed the door and was ready to go out.

When the door opened, Han Mo was stunned.

Han Jun ran back with Xuanxuan. He just got to the door and took away his umbrella. He didn't have time to knock.

Chen Yuehong was standing inside. Seeing her son pushing the door open and standing, but she didn't go out, she also came over and was surprised to see the scene outside the door.

Han Jun's hair was soaked, and strands of water trickled down his forehead and cheeks. His shirt was stuck to his body, dripping water from head to foot.

The little guy saw his father and jumped into the door.

Han Mo looked at Xuanxuan, who was dry all over except some water on the sole of his shoes, and Han Jun, who was drenched all over, frowned and was in a complicated mood, "you..."

Han Jun said quickly without waiting for his son to finish, "it's all right. The child hasn't been wet at all. Don't worry, she won't catch a cold. It's all right."

"Old man, why are you so wet? Didn't you bring an umbrella?" Chen Yuehong hurried to the bathroom to get a big towel, ran over and said painfully.

Han Jun didn't get wet. He immediately entered the house and dragged his shoes outside. He wiped his hair with the towel handed over by his wife, but said happily, "it's such a heavy rain. How can an umbrella be enough? Thanks to my low beating, you see, my baby granddaughter didn't get wet at all." Then he made a face with Xuanxuan.

Chen Yuehong didn't speak. She knew in her heart that this was not an umbrella. It was clear that she only gave an umbrella to the child. He was outside the umbrella.

The little guy was made to laugh by his grandpa, and then said to Han Mo, "Dad, Grandpa just gave Xuanxuan an umbrella. He also said that adults don't need an umbrella and won't get wet, but why is Grandpa wet all over?"

Han Mo was asked. No one doesn't need an umbrella. Adults will get wet, but grandpa deliberately beat her very low to keep her from getting wet. He was outside the umbrella. He hesitated. He was just about to speak, but Han Jun interrupted him.

"Grandpa made a mistake in calculation today. He won't get wet next time."

Worried that her wife would catch a cold, Chen Yuehong found another towel. "Go take a hot bath and change your clothes."

The little guy took his father's hand, watched his wet grandfather enter the bathroom, looked up his small face and asked anxiously, "will grandpa be ill?"

Han Mo gently touched Xuanxuan's head and didn't answer.

......

At eight in the evening

Sneezing came from the room, and Han Jun wrapped his quilt tightly.

"Old man, you have a fever and don't take medicine quickly. You have to go to the hospital if it's serious." Chen Yuehong said in a slightly angry tone after reading the thermometer.

Han Jun sneezed several times in succession, with a stubborn face. "It's just sneezing. What's a low fever? I don't take medicine or go to the hospital."

Chen Yuehong stood up angrily and glared at Han Jun. she had no choice but to go out.

Han Jun disliked his wife's nagging and didn't want his son to see his sick appearance. He turned his body and turned his face to the other side.

Suddenly, there was a pattering footsteps behind him, and a soft waxy voice came.

"Grandpa, shall I feed you medicine?" The little guy went to Han Jun's bed with a water cup in his hands and a medicine bottle in his arms.

Han Jun hurriedly sat up. He was indifferent to taking medicine just now. When he saw the little guy, he became gentle and spoiled and said, "OK, Xuanxuan feed grandpa medicine."

Standing outside the door, Chen Yuehong turned her eyes and said to Han Mo, "see, your father is not afraid all his life. He is old and has been lowered." Then he puffed and laughed.

Han Mo looked at the old and the young in the room, and his mouth also raised a smile.

PS: the rabbit suddenly thought of one thing. When I was a child, I liked to eat the yellow of salted duck eggs. Every time my father ate it clearly, I thought he loved it, so I picked up Huang Li and threw it to him. Not long ago, when I saw my father eating the yellow of salted duck eggs, I casually asked: Dad, why did you eat yellow? I remember you only ate it when you were a child. My father said, isn't that because you like yellow.