Chapter 4

Jiang asked later: "are you Qi Qingxing?"

"You remember me?" Qi Qingxing eye bottom of the alienation of some, looking at the face of the face of the waxy yellow, thin girl, suddenly soft heart.

He knew that he had a little wife who had not passed the door, but he was not too out because of his weakness, and he had never seen her. Even his wife had changed her for the last time.

Thinking of the pickles in his home, Qi Qingxing gently sipped her lips, didn't say it to the girl in front of her, and then talked about their current situation.

"The village chief said you promised to ask for rain for them, so he didn't want to let you go." Qi Qingxing looked outside, and lowered his voice and said, "wait a minute. My guard will come to us later, and then we will leave."

He also did not believe that Jiang evening white really can ask for rain, only when this is Jiang evening white for self-help temporarily to find an excuse.

Jiang white wring eyebrows, a sneer, said: "I did not promise to ask for rain for them."

As soon as her voice had just fallen, the door suddenly filled with people, and the village chief was the first to take the lead.

"Is the cactus better? Can you ask for rain? " The village head stared at the river evening white and asked, not only him, but all the people in the back were staring at the river evening white with a keen face.

Jiang later looked at the white and Qi Qingxing. She could leave before the guards of Qi Qingxing came, but she was more interested in the things that caused the drought.

Thinking about this, the river white eyes cover the eyes of the look.

"Let's let! Let me in! " The voice of the little schoolboy sounded from outside. He pushed people in with a small box. There were cakes in the box. It was supposed to pass the time for Qi Qing to eat.

At this time, all of them came in, and handed them to Jiang evening white like a treasure, and then pulled out a small pot of water from her bosom. "Miss Jiang, you can eat something to fill your stomach."

The village people are now living tight trousers and belts, even when the food is sufficient, they have not seen such delicate cakes. So as soon as the small box is opened, Jiang later white hears several mouthwatering sounds.

But no one came up to rob, just stared at her.

Jiang ate several cakes in a white breath late, almost choked. The little schoolboy even hurriedly turned the kettle open and handed it over, and a face was almost wrinkled together. "Miss Jiang, you eat slowly, I won't rob you."

Jiang later in the white poured a few saliva to slow over, will the kettle pass the time to bear to not in the face of the small book boy pinched, she stood up, finally had the strength, "go, let's go to rain."

The villagers at the door immediately lit up, Qi Qingxing slightly twisted her eyebrows and looked at her, but said nothing, only when she was to continue to drag the village leaders.

The village head of Zhenhe village is the river that shows the river bed. Behind the village is the continuous mountains. When the river leaves the house in the evening, he asks the village head: "village head, is there a high-lying place nearby? It's better to see the whole village landscape. "

"It's up to the mountain behind." "White girl, don't you ask for rain?" the village chief asked? Do you want to stand in a high place and ask? "

Jiang later white nodded, she was completely inherited from her original memory when she was asleep. In memory, the original body seldom went out since it was sent here. He was not familiar with the village landform. But he knew something about what happened before the drought. After the hail, it began to dry. If it was not raining, it would be odd.