PDLP Chapter 190 The Clinic Was Flooded
Chapter 190 The Clinic Was Flooded
At noon, the rain came down in torrents again, driven by the wind.
The house trembled in the wind and rain, the doors and windows creaked, and it seemed like it was about to collapse.
The streets were flooded, the water was rushing rapidly, and debris was carried by it. Wufu Restaurant was located on high ground, so the rain did not rush in so quickly.
Occasionally, a few pedestrians were frantically looking for shelter, their clothes soaked and they looked in a miserable state.
"Sister, Mr. Wu's clinic was flooded..."
Earlier, while the rain was light, Er'er took A Yue to deliver vegetables to Mr. Wu.
The old man came from another place alone and had no one close to him.
During the time we knew each other, Mr. Wu came to the restaurant for dinner every day.
No one knew when the typhoon would pass. Xu Yiyi was worried that he would go hungry, so he asked Er'er to send him some food.
Just make do with it for a few days.
"Is Mr. Wu okay?"
Xu Yiyi moved aside to let the two in, then closed the door.
"He's fine, just hungry all morning."
Er'er took off her straw raincoat and turned around to help A Yue.
"It's just like what my eldest sister said. There's nothing in Mr. Wu's kitchen except a pot."
Er'er sighed. When she arrived at the clinic, Mr. Wu was cursing vigorously.
The first floor was basically submerged in a thin layer of water, and Old Wu was worried sick about his medicinal herbs.
"Then why don't you invite him to the restaurant?"
Xu Yiyi guessed that even if this dish was sent over, Mr. Wu might not be willing to cook it.
"Oh! Why didn't you call me? Mr. Wu just doesn't want to come."
Er'er said helplessly and followed Xu Yiyi to the kitchen.
At this time, the osmanthus tree was struggling in the strong wind, its branches and leaves were scattered, and broken branches were blown away by the wind from time to time. In the mess, only the wind and rain were raging.
……
"Why is the rain getting heavier?"
Arong was full of sorrow and looked outside through the door.
Typhoons are common, but not popular among the people.
"When the rain stops, let's go to the Temple of the Sea God together on the 18th. If there are a few more rains like this this year, the fishing season will be over..."
Lao Lu was sitting in the chair in a disheveled manner.
I was picking up fried beans with chopsticks and heard a few aunties talking. I couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Grandpa, what are you laughing at?"
Sanchuan felt that the old road was always a little confusing.
"The wind and rain are all natural phenomena. What's the point of always praying to the sea goddess? She can't make the rain stop just like that!"
Sanchuan curled his lips.
"Who cares if it's true or not? Worshiping the sea god has been a tradition for people along the coast for ages. We worship to seek peace of mind, no matter what. If you don't believe it, no one will force you to, but don't say this in front of these aunties."
Sanchuan said this with a serious face and a chubby face.
Going to the Temple of the Sea God to burn incense every Friday and August has been a tradition for many years.
It has long been deeply imprinted in the daily lives of people living by the sea.
It's not easy to let go.
"Big sister? Come in and have dinner..."
Sihai raised his head from his bowl with difficulty, his little feet swinging restlessly.
Rice grains stuck to his face, and his cheeks were bulging.
The moment he saw Xu Yiyi, he spoke in a sticky voice.
Lao Lu became a little scared when he saw Xu Yiyi.
I don't know how much of what I just said was heard by her.
The dishes cooked by Auntie are not required to look good, nor are they required to taste good.
Just to fill my stomach.
A group of people gathered around the table and ate a tasteless meal.
……
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Anyang hurried back from the government office.
The streets were empty at this time, making his figure seem a little lonely.
"Sister Yiyi?"
Xu Yiyi sat on the second floor and looked down. Xu Anyang's face looked a little pale.
It feels like being frozen.
"There's some ginger and jujube tea brewed in the kitchen. Go drink some to warm yourself up."
Xu Anyang shook his head. "You don't know, right? Wen Jia is a bad woman..."
Xu Anyang hummed and said something, Xu Yiyi raised his eyebrows slightly.
It was a bit surprising that he would say such a thing.
……
The timeline goes back to the government office.
Wen Jia knelt in the court, and Xu Anyang didn't want to look any further after just one glance.
Wen Jia was just like an opera singer, tears came and went in her eyes. She blinked hard, trying to stop them from falling.
But Lin Ke's eyes were like sharp arrows piercing her heart, and tears finally burst out, sliding down her cheeks and wetting her collar.
His hands had been twisted together helplessly since they were at Wufu Restaurant, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if this would allow him to grasp a glimmer of justice and truth.
"Do you think everyone who comes from Chang'an City is like this?"
Xu Anyang couldn't help but slightly turn sideways, put his head a little closer, and tugged at the sleeve of Zhong Congyun who was standing next to him.
Zhong Congyun raised his eyebrows slightly. The atmosphere in the court was solemn and everyone below was staring with bated breath.
He didn't expect that Xu Anyang was so bold as to talk to him.
"What are you talking about?"
Zhong Congyun looked straight ahead, his lips moved slightly, and he lowered his voice, uttering a few words almost inaudibly.
"That's it! So artificial, like she's made of water. She cries as soon as she says she'll cry. That look in her eyes is so inconspicuous that it really hurts me to watch her."
Xu Anyang took a deep breath and rubbed his arms with his hands.
I'm getting goosebumps.
Xu Anyang was half a head shorter than Zhong Congyun. When he was speaking, Zhong Congyun had to listen attentively, glancing around vigilantly from time to time, with his ears almost standing up.
When he heard the key point, his expression changed and he glanced at the boy inadvertently.
Seeing how serious he was, you could tell that this guy was telling the truth.
His expression couldn't help but become funny.
It's just that this guy hasn't gotten the point yet. Many men in the government office think Wen Jia is pretty.
Since entering until now, many people have secretly come to see it.
At this time, Wen Jia was kneeling in the court, crying bitterly.
This made these people feel distressed.
"Not entirely. Madam Wen Ying is also from Chang'an. She has a cheerful and generous personality. She is a completely different type of person from Wen Jia."
Although doted on by her family, Moon Young remains untainted by arrogance and arrogance. Her heart is like a clear stream, pure and gentle, and she holds compassion and kindness towards all things in the world.
This was Zhong Congyun's first impression of Wen Ying.
I didn't pay much attention to Wen Jia.
Just by looking at the way she dresses, you really can't tell that she and Madam Wen Ying are sisters.
The two of them standing together looked more like master and servant.
"Humph, I don't like her anyway..."
Xu Anyang did not hide his likes and dislikes at all, and for some reason the two of them spoke a little louder.
As soon as Xu Anyang finished speaking, people from all directions looked at him.
From time to time, he suddenly realized something and subconsciously rubbed the corner of his clothes with his hands, Xu Anyang smiled embarrassedly.
"Wenjia, if you don't tell the truth, I will torture you."
Lin Ke couldn't help it after all. With his eyes wide open, he slammed the gavel. The loud "bang" sound echoed in the courtroom like thunder, and the beams seemed to tremble slightly.