Seeing Yiting running home in a panic, Uncle Aihua asked in some surprise, "Why did you come back so early?" ”

Yiting lowered her head, a little flustered, and was afraid that her father would worry, so she said casually: "It's raining heavily halfway, I'll come back." ”

Rain?

Uncle Aihua looked up at the sky and asked a little strangely, "It's so sunny and the sun is so poisonous today, when is it raining?" ”

Yiting woke up at this time, and walked home in a daze, but she didn't realize that the sun was so big.

What was going on with that rainstorm?

Subconsciously, Yiting asked, "There was obviously a rainstorm just now, Daddy, don't you know?" ”

Uncle Aihua looked at Yiting who looked flustered, seeing that she didn't look like she was lying, he put down the farm work in his hand, walked to Yiting and touched her forehead: "Baby, you didn't talk nonsense, did you?" How can it rain when it's empty and cloudless? ”

This time, Yiting was really panicked, she didn't know how to tell her father about it, after all, the whole thing was too weird, as if she had a nightmare, and she faintly had a sense of fear in her heart.

This sense of fear made her afraid, and she had a bad idea in her heart, that is, if she told her father about this matter, what if she was involved in it?

So Yiting thought about it for a while, but still held back.

Yiting pointed in the direction of the Nanjiang Canyon and said, "Oh, isn't it raining here?" But it's raining on the other side of the mountain! Before I could climb the slope of the canyon to the south, it was raining heavily, and I was afraid that I would slide down from it, so I came back. ”

In the mountains, it is very common for the sun to rise in the east and rain in the west, when Yiting said this, Uncle Aihua hesitated, although he had some doubts in his heart, he still believed Yiting's words.

After all, Yiting's child has always been very well-behaved and is not very good at lying.

It turns out that the more people can't lie, the easier it is for people to believe once they lie.

"Daddy, I'm a little tired, I'll go to sleep first."

Yiting walked back to the house.

Although Uncle Aihua felt strange, he didn't have any other ideas, so he hurriedly picked up the work in his hand and continued to work.

This work was the time of the day, and at noon, Uncle Aihua found that Yiting did not cook lunch as before.

What's wrong with this kid today?

Uncle Aihua thought for a while, walked to the front of the bamboo house where Yiting lived, and found that the doors and windows of the house were closed very tightly, and he listened with his ears against the door, and there was a slight snoring sound coming from inside.

This kid may be tired!

Uncle Aihua thought so, after all, Yiting often lit candles and embroidered in the middle of the night, and sometimes she pondered directly until dawn, and she had to cook during the day and help him with farm work, and it was normal to be tired.

Uncle Aihua, who loves his daughter, smiled bitterly, ran to make some food, ate indiscriminately, and prepared to go to the field in the afternoon to loosen the soil, and wait for the spring of the next year to plant.

As for Yiting, let her sleep a little longer when she is tired, after all, she is only sixteen years old, which is really the age when she needs to supplement her sleep.

In the countryside, most people have a perception that children need to sleep more in order to nourish their spirits.

As for whether this perception is reasonable or not, and whether there is any scientific basis, it is not clear.

What Uncle Aihua didn't expect was that Yiting slept until the evening and didn't wake up.

When it was time for dinner, Uncle Aihua came back from outside and found that his home was deserted, and the steaming meal that should have been served on the table in the past was gone, and the lovely smiling face that his daughter had greeted him in the past was gone.

This made Uncle Aihua a little uncomfortable, he put down the farm tools, walked to the door of Yiting's room, hesitated, he still didn't push open Yiting's door.

Because of the slight snoring sound coming from the room, it seemed to tell him that Yiting slept soundly.

It seems that Yiting has only slept for a day, right?

This kid must have studied the embroidery all night yesterday, and he definitely didn't sleep to see if he was tired.

Uncle Aihua thought distressedly, shook his head, and went to get some food for himself.

After eating, Uncle Aihua did not sleep.

Although he gave himself a reason not to disturb Yiting's rest, it was absolutely impossible not to be worried.

He just felt that Yiting was tired, and it was okay to sleep a little longer, but if he slept too long, Uncle Aihua still couldn't bear it.

So he sat in front of Yiting's door, weaving a bamboo basket while listening to the slight snoring.

Gradually, the time came late at night, and the disc-like bright moon rose above the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled in the small courtyard looked so soft.

Uncle Aihua's mood was extremely bad.

Because of Yiting, she hasn't woken up yet.

How long have you been asleep? If you do the math, it's about thirteen or fourteen hours!

Uncle Aihua was a little anxious, he felt that the bamboo strip in his hand was a little prickly, and when he looked down, a thin bamboo wire actually pierced his calloused fingers.

Blood flowed down the bamboo thread!

How many years have I not been pierced by this kind of bamboo strip? Uncle Aihua felt that this was a bad sign.

Coupled with Yiting's inability to wake up, Uncle Aihua's heart became anxious, he threw away the half-woven bamboo basket in his hand, and began to pace back and forth at Yiting's door.

Do you want to go in or not?

At this time, Uncle Aihua hesitated.

In fact, this kind of psychology is easy to explain, that is, Uncle Aihua set himself up before, thinking that Yiting didn't sleep all night, and ran to the Nanjiang Canyon early in the morning to run a punch, which must have been exhausted and slept for so long.

From the bottom of his heart, Uncle Aihua doesn't want to disturb his daughter's rest, but this rest time is a bit too long, if it is at night, sleep for so long, Uncle Aihua can endure it, but this is broad daylight, such a reversal of black and white sleep, then the brain is not swollen?

Finally, Uncle Aihua couldn't control himself anymore.

He decided to go into the house to see his daughter, what if she got sick?

Thinking of his daughter's appearance when she came back in the morning, Uncle Aihua felt that her daughter was really sick.

He began to regret that he hadn't gone in to have a look, and he was entangled in some useless things here, in case his daughter was really sick, but he was delaying time here, then Uncle Aihua would definitely regret his death.

Thinking of this, Uncle Aihua decided not to hesitate any longer, and he raised his hand and patted the bamboo door of Yiting's room.

At this moment, Yiting's slight snoring suddenly disappeared, and the sound of a bamboo bed creaking sounded in the room.

Awake?

Uncle Aihua's raised hand stopped in mid-air and retracted.

Anyway, it's good to wake up.

Uncle Aihua was thinking about whether to shout when the bamboo door opened. R1148