The rain fell all night and there was still no sign of stopping in the morning. Today happened to be Saturday, and Zhang Qian didn't have to go to school to attend classes.

It rained so heavily, and there was nothing to do when I got up. The couple had a surprising understanding... They lie on the bed and continued to sleep, and no one wanted to get up and cook.

"Are you hungry?" When you slept until nearly eight o'clock, Zhang Qian couldn't stand it. She pushed her husband who was sleeping like a dead pig, wanting him to go out to make breakfast.

"Not hungry," Liu Junhao pulled the quilt and continued to sleep.

"I'm hungry..." Zhang Qian reached out and lifted the quilt.

"Then you go and cook," Liu Junhao hummed a few times, then got into the bed.

"Forget it, I won't eat it anymore. I remember there is a bag of biscuits in the drawer. I'll just eat some biscuits and drink a glass of water." Zhang Qian had just sat up and felt that it was chilly outside, and she suddenly had the idea of ​​cooking.

"Don't eat, have you brushed your teeth?"

“I swiped it before going to bed last night”

"It's not good to eat biscuits on an empty stomach, so you'd better go and cook. It's a little cold in the morning, and drinking some hot porridge is good for your health."

"Why don't you get up and do it?" Zhang Qian asked back.

"I'm not hungry." Liu Junhao didn't want to get up even if he was beaten to death. He didn't believe that his wife would just make a meal alone.

"It's not worth cooking for a person, so I'd better eat biscuits." Zhang Qian naturally understood his little Jiujiu and said that she wanted to turn over and get the biscuits.

"How about we cut the bag and hammer, whoever loses will get up to make breakfast." Liu Junhao saw that his wife was not fooled, so he could only subdue the time.

"Okay, three games and two wins." After three games, Zhang Qian put on her clothes and got out of bed to make breakfast. When she finished cooking, her husband was sitting at the dining table and waiting.

After dinner, Liu Junhao put on his raincoat and went to the backyard to check the drainage situation. After just two minutes of watching, he almost jumped up in distress. At the beginning of yesterday, the rain was so rapid that the watermelon flowers in the yard were knocked down.

Fortunately, the eyes of several waterways were not blocked and the water flowed was quite smooth, so there was no water accumulation in the yard. Overnight, a lot of mushrooms grew under the acacia tree at the base of the wall. Seeing the fresh and tempting mushrooms with raindrops, Liu Junhao squatted down and picked a lot, preparing to make a mushroom stir-fried meat at noon.

Seeing the mushrooms, Zhang Qian remembered to wait for Tianqing to organize students to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and then she thought of the fungus. She turned her head and asked, "When I went up the mountain before the New Year, didn't I find a pile of fungus on a wolfberry tree? It's almost half a year, and it's been a few heavy rains. I guess the fungus will grow out long ago. When Tianqing, you will lead Wukong to pick it again."

"Yes," Liu Junhao nodded. If his wife didn't say it, he would have forgotten about it.

Just as he was saying this, Baoyu suddenly led the family of three into the house. The two little guys had already been familiar with the owner, so they screamed and sniffed everywhere as soon as they came in, as if they were very interested in the decorations in the house. Within two minutes, several puppies also came in. In addition to Wukong and two starlings, the entire living room became completely lively. Liu Junhao immediately felt that the noisy was no different from the vegetable market.

On the contrary, Zhang Qian found it very interesting and took a few photos with her camera from time to time as a souvenir.

I couldn't stay there, so I simply put on a raincoat and went outside the yard to take a look.

The green mountains in the distance have long been blocked by the mist and rain. The surroundings are misty, and the ditch also seems to be silent. Only a few Qingzhuang gather on the roadside to catch fish and eat.

After standing outside the yard for half an hour, he felt it was meaningless. He was about to turn his head into the house, but he saw a furry child walking from the east wearing a raincoat.

"What are you doing?" Liu Junhao asked in confusion. He won't go to school today.

"Follow my dad to the field to dig the moisture. Uncle Xiaohao, borrow your basin for me. The water in my plot is backflowing and I can't put it out at all. My dad asked me to find a basin to splash water."

"I'll go with you." Liu Junhao thought that he had nothing to do in the morning, so he might as well follow the Maozi to dig the moisture. He went into the house and told Zhang Qian a little, his wife nodded in agreement, so he also carried a shovel to follow the Maozi.

After walking past the river bank, he realized how big the rain was last night. Many places were covered with white flowers, and the seedlings that had just come out were completely submerged under the water. When they got closer, they could barely tell the greenness. At this time, the crops were the least flooded. If they did this for several days, they would probably have to wait until the weather was clear and they would be able to sow again.

Along the way, there were people exploring the soil everywhere. When they arrived at Mao Child's land, Liu Junhao was completely stunned. The land was filled with a vast ocean, and it was raking horizontally toward the ditch on the ground. In the middle of the land, you can see crucian carp shells slapped their tails and swam upstream. As for the crops, they were not found before rushing.

"Brother Junqi, what's going on in your land? So much water?" Looking all the way, the water in his land was deep. It was originally draining water into the ditch, but the land was just reversed and it actually flowed backwards.

"Don't mention, it's not that the child is greedy for small gains and wants to have more land. So I'll fill the puddle on the ground and plant sorghum. I thought it was okay, but who knew that when the heavy rain came, the water in the north flowed backwards and the south flowed out. In addition, my plot was low, so the water was completely blocked in the plot." Liu Junqi kept complaining to his wife in his heart. If the puddle was not filled, his crops would definitely not be able to suffer disaster.

"Do you want to build a dirt ridge and scoop it out with a basin? That would take time." Liu Junhao also picked up the shovel and went forward to help. The two of them were busy for nearly an hour, and then they piled up a dirt ridge about ten centimeters high, barely blocking the running water.

Then they buried their heads and scooped up the water. As soon as they scooped a few basins of water, Liu Junhao threw the basin into the water with a "splash" and shouted angrily: "His uncle, I'm not busy anymore. We've scooped more water than God's. It's better to wait until the weather is sunny and it's raining..."

The rain was longer than people expected, and it stopped from time to time, and it continued to fall for five days. Originally, Su Nana had been whispering to come over to eat watermelon very early, but the rain blocked her in the city.

On the sixth day, the weather finally cleared. In the afternoon, the sun began to get vicious, and the dull aura that had been around for nearly a week was completely dissipated.

As soon as the sky cleared, the otters couldn't wait to run to the edge of the hole. The reason why they didn't enter the hole had been found, that was, the rain had already filled the hole.

Liu Junhao originally wanted to come forward to help them drain the water in the cave, but who knew that Baoyu had found half a piece of river clam shell from somewhere, and then his little claws grabbed the river clam shell and began to scoop water.

"I x..." He was almost stunned. The otter has become a spirit. If Wukong had made this move, he would not be so surprised, but the otter... Could it be that he also has such a high IQ? I remember that history said that being able to use tools is the fundamental difference between humans and animals. What should I say about this scene in front of me? Could it be that spring water can really increase the brain capacity of animals? Liu Junhao had an absurd idea in his mind for a moment, but soon he shook his head and denied it. It seemed that he and his wife often drank spring water, which was not other special effects except that they could make their skin delicate and healthy.

He quickly went back to the house and took out his camera, took a few photos of the otter and then posted them to the forum. The title was "My otter has become a sperm!!" In order to express his surprise, he specially added two exclamation marks.

After a while, the replies above increased, most of them passed by with soy sauce, and they did not give any comments except to be amazed. Just as he refreshed and was about to turn them off, a new reply came into view: "It's not that the otters became elves, but that the poster underestimated their IQ. This cluster of animals can generally better pass on the experience of the previous generation. The otters in your house should be the smart one, but they have not yet reached the point of becoming elves."

The netizen also followed an example to illustrate the experiment, one was an American zoologist: He deliberately set up a water wheel not far from the otter cave, and there was an iron can hanging on the water wheel. When the water wheel rotated impulse, the iron can make a harsh noise. He wanted to see how the otter would react. As a result, the two young otters had no experience in this and had been spinning around the iron can for nearly half an hour but did not solve the problem. Helplessly, they "invite" an old otter from elsewhere. The old otter sucked and sniffed around the water wheel for a while, and finally found a wooden stick from not far away and stuffed it into the water wheel.

With such a blockage, the water wheel will not turn completely, and the iron can will not sound.

After seeing this example, Liu Junhao calmed down and felt that he was a relatively normal otter.

He was about to reply to thank you, but he heard Professor Zhao shouting outside the hospital: "Xiaohao, come and see, what's going on with this dragonfly? It's so scary."

"What's so strange about dragonflies? Haven't you seen them before?" Liu Junhao responded. It is normal for dragonflies to gather in summer afternoons. At this time, flying insects usually marry in the air, which is relatively dense, so dragonflies will also experience cluster predation.

"This is incomparable to that one, you'll know when you come out soon."

The old man was urging him outside, so Liu Junhao had to turn off the computer and go out.

There are really many dragonflies... This is his first feeling. In the sky, beside the thorns, and by the ditch, there are flying dragonflies everywhere, which can be described as covering the sky and the sun. The hens in the yard seem to be crazy, constantly rushing to capture delicious food.

Many tourists have stopped outside the yard, and they have been taking photos with their cameras.

"How about it, there are enough dragonflies?" Mr. Zhao asked.

"Not too much." Liu Junhao looked at it for a while, and finally shook his head, "I have seen more. It is normal for dragonflies to pass after the rain."

According to the older generation, too many dragonflies are not a good thing, they are generally a sign of rising floods.

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Chapter completed!