There are no signs.

A corner of Jiangzhou, Jiangnan Road, located in Longcheng County downstream of Yunmengze.

It rained a lot these past two days.

There is no thunder.

There is only rain.

At first, it was sparse and light rain.

The next day, it was dripping and raining heavily.

Another day passed, and it rained heavily.

Just as the people of Longcheng County and the county government were getting worried, the sky suddenly cleared up.

The rain stopped.

At dusk, the dark clouds dispersed, and in the sky after the rain cleared, the orange fire clouds were particularly eye-catching.

With the setting sun scene.

Extraordinarily gorgeous and gorgeous.

It's like a reward after going through hardships.

The county officials standing under the dripping eaves looked relaxed and looked at each other, showing some joy.

In many places in the county, in the streets and alleys, this scene of people feeling relieved and happy happens from time to time.

The beautiful scenery of the setting sun made many people under the roof feel divine.

Because except for children who are not yet sensible, the locals of Longcheng, who have been tortured by the moody floods of Butterfly Creek for a long time, are naturally cautious about any rain in the plum rainy season.

Based on the old people’s experience of the twenty-four solar terms.

This should be the last heavy rain of the plum rainy season, and it seems to have finally come to an end.

It was only at this moment that the pressure that had been piled on the hearts of the officials and people of Longcheng County since the rainy season was finally released.

"It rained for three days and finally stopped. It's a nice sunny day in Mingfu. It's a nice sunny day."

In the lobby of the county government office, Diao Xian Cheng's head was like a duck's neck, sticking out of the eaves, and a series of water from the roof hit his eyelids.

The old county magistrate, however, did not wipe his face, ran to the open space, danced, turned to announce the good news to Ouyang Rong and others who were waiting solemnly in the lobby.

The faces of the latter still retained some of the seriousness and nervousness they had during the heavy rain not long ago.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang, Liu Ashan and others did not look at Diao Xian Cheng who had slipped on the wet bluestone in the courtyard. They looked at each other and vomited.

"Mingfu, the solar terms will change in two days. The rainy season has finally passed."

Yan Liulang turned around and smiled.

Ouyang Rong ignored it, tilted his head and said: "Has the latest water level information from the upstream Shuize Monument been sent back?"

Liu Ashan organized his words, nodded and said:

"Sir, we are still on the way. The news was just sent back half an hour ago. If the brothers hurry up, it will take another hour for the next time the news comes."

Ouyang Rong nodded and looked around the county government lobby where the atmosphere was relaxed.

In addition to him and Diao County Prime Minister Yan Liulang and others, officials at all levels of the county government were also preparing for the attack.

This is because Ouyang Rong paid special attention to it when he came down from the mountain to take charge of Longcheng, and took the trouble to warn in advance.

In the past two days, this seemed to be the last heavy rain in the plum rainy season, and everyone in the Longcheng County government was extremely nervous.

We were all ready to go and were in our places, mentally prepared for another flood to come.

So the whole day just now, the atmosphere in the county government lobby was quite depressing. Ouyang Rong was sitting in the center, mobilizing command.

The officials who were inspecting the Shui Ze Monument upstream were also working hard throughout the day, sending a steady stream of messages to update the latest water level of the Shui Ze Monument designated by Ouyang Rong in a timely manner.

Half an hour ago, when the heavy rain had not stopped, the latest water level at the Shui Ze Monument was quite high, close to the danger line.

Now, the heavy rain has finally ended, which seems to indicate that the rising water has stopped.

"Continue to monitor the water level and notify me as soon as there is any news. As for the others..."

Ouyang Rong looked around the county government lobby, scanning the tired and relaxed faces. He paused, nodded and said:

"Everyone, let's go back and have a rest for the time being. Let's have dinner. It's been a hard day, but colleagues on duty at night remember to come to work on time. Someone from the county government must keep an eye on it..."

Ouyang Rong chattered a few words, a smile appeared on his serious lips, and he waved his hand to send everyone off.

After some instructions and arrangements, Ouyang Rong was the last to leave the county government office lobby, and met Ye Weilai at the county government office gate holding an umbrella for a visit.

The latter's little face was full of worry and his temples were wet, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, lowered his head and rubbed her little white head:

"I'm fine. The rain has stopped. Don't worry. Let's go home."

Ouyang Rong glanced back at Luming Street under the setting sun. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took Ye Weilai back to the Meilin Courtyard.

In the study, Ouyang Rong had just wiped his face with the hot towel handed over by the white-haired maid, his ears twitched slightly, and he turned to look in the direction of Mei Lin behind the yard.

"Well, Master, the young lady of the Su family is calling you again."

Ye Weilai, who was leaning back in front of the basin, twitched her ponytails, turned around and smiled.

"If you talk too much, you will be beaten."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and threw the towel back to the blinking Ye Weila, straightened his appearance, picked up a chessboard, turned around and went out, following the lingering sound of the piano.

Ye Weilai wiped her hands and followed him in a familiar manner.

Ouyang Rong took the white-haired maid to the Yating among the plum trees and walked around the screen wall.

Sure enough, a little girl with plum blossom makeup and a pale face was playing the piano with her eyes lowered.

The little maid with a bun face wore a goose-yellow skirt, hugging her knees and squatting in front of a small red clay stove in the pavilion, blowing into the silly pouting mouth in the stove, lighting a fire to make tea.

Ye Weilai seemed to have expected it. He took out a small round fan that he had prepared and walked forward, squatting next to Cai Shou and helping to fan the fire and light the fire.

But obviously, there is a little fool between the two.

Ouyang Rong and Su Guo'er didn't pay attention to the two girls.

The two of them didn't even look up to see each other.

Su Guoer sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed his eyebrows and raised his green fingers.

Ouyang Rong sat down opposite her, placed the chessboard, grabbed a handful of black chess pieces, and turned his head from time to time to look at the night scene that was gradually enveloping outside the pavilion.

In the moonlit willow branches, people meet after dusk.

As long as Ouyang Rong had nothing to do and was off duty early, the two parties would often get together in the plum forest in the evening.

After these days of getting along, the two pairs of masters and servants who are neighbors have quite a tacit understanding.

"Why didn't you come two days ago?" Su Baoer glanced at him.

"Busy." Ouyang Rong didn't raise his head, and a sunspot dropped with a "click" sound.

Su Guo'er was accustomed to the man's casual behavior. She put down the piano and reached out to grab the white chess box, preparing to talk about a game.

She glanced at the chessboard, and Nauzi's hand paused.

"Why are you playing this thing called backgammon again?"

"My general is defeated." Ouyang Rong whispered four words without raising his head.

"..." Su Bao'er.

She took a deep breath.

Recently, Su Guo'er was surprised to find that Ouyang Rong didn't know how to play Go, so she planned to teach him. However, as he continued to teach, he led him astray and switched to a crooked way of playing the game.

What is the name of backgammon? The latter also swore that this was the orthodoxy of black and white pieces.

He is simply a demon.

Su Guoer frowned slightly:

"I just taught you some black and white chess styles that day, and you can draw inferences. You obviously have such a talent for chess, but why are you still obsessed with other messy country ways of playing?"

Ouyang Rong nodded and said: "My general is defeated."

"...??"

Su Guoer's face was stern, and her little hand in her sleeves was inserted into the pile of white chess pieces in the box. The white back of her hand made the fine white jade chess pieces in the box look a little dull.

With a "click" sound, the little girl with plum blossom makeup sitting in front of Ouyang Rong said nothing. She picked up the white chess piece with two fingers and placed it hard. Ouyang Rong almost thought she was going to break the chess board.

Look at this competitive temperament, even though he knows it is a casual provocation, he is still unconvinced...

Ouyang Rong laughed and shook his head. He played backgammon with Su Guo'er opposite him.

Ouyang Rong has always been good at dealing with tsundere. For example, he used to train his junior sister. Although Su Guoer's tsundere is very different from that of his junior junior sister...

After half a stick of incense.
To be continued...