As the little guy's enunciation became clearer and clearer, and his speech became more and more complete, the time gradually came to the beginning of July amidst the chirping of cicadas.

The watermelon seedlings in the greenhouse have set melons, the rice in the fields has matured, and the sky that has been sunny for several months has finally ushered in the long-lost clouds.

In the sultry afternoon, the cry of cicadas seemed feeble. Su Qinghe no longer sat on the lounge chair on the porch, but lay on the fence in the house and blew on the air conditioner.

The little guy lay beside him, sucking his thumb and fell asleep, with a small blanket covering his belly.

Even Su Xiaoting didn't go out to play anymore. She was holding a picture book and reading it with gusto.

The old lady was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the sky outside, and sighed: "It didn't rain when it was supposed to rain, and now it rains when we have to cut the crops and dry the rice!"

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the rain that had been holding for most of the day finally started falling.

It rained so fast and urgently that no one had a chance to react. It started pouring down in an instant and made noisy noises.

There was a sudden thunder, which frightened the little guy who had just opened his eyes. He was stunned for a moment and started crying loudly.

Su Qinghe quickly hugged the little guy in his arms and patted the little guy's back with his palms.

"Oh, you're so scared, are you good? Dad is here, don't be afraid."

The little guy was really frightened and cried all the time, especially since the thunder sounded from time to time, as if it was cooperating with the little guy's performance.

The old lady, Bai Zhi, and Su Xiaoting also gathered around and comforted the little guy.

Everyone kept coaxing, and the little guy cried in his father's arms for a long time. Feeling the sense of security brought by that broad chest, he slowly stopped crying and buried his head deeply in his father's shoulder.

After a while, the little guy regained consciousness, looked up at Su Xiaoting, and shouted aggrievedly, "Sister~"

I want to play.

Su Qinghe put the little guy on the carpet, and the little guy immediately walked to Su Xiaoting's side.

Su Xiaoting patted the side and said, "Sister, sit here and I'll tell you a story."

The little guy was very well-behaved now and sat down obediently. Su Xiaoting put the picture book on the ground, pointed at the pictures and told the little guy a story.

Su Qinghe looked at it, got up and walked out of the fence, walked to the door and looked at the rain scene.

The heavy rain has long dispelled the summer heat, and the natural wind carries the moisture of rain and fog.

The lounge chair in the corridor was also wet by the heavy rain. Su Qinghe simply stood next to it and stretched out his hand with his palm facing up. The violent raindrops hit his hand. It almost filled up in the blink of an eye. He turned over and dumped it before continuing to pretend.<

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The old lady squinted, "Are you still young? You still play in water."

"I haven't played like this for a long time." Su Qinghe turned over his hands and laughed, "I remember when I was a child, we lived in an old house. Rainwater flowed from the eaves tiles. You filled buckets of water under the eaves and watched Achi and I on the patio.

Playing in the rain."

The old lady didn't like hearing this last sentence and retorted: "What do you mean I'm watching? It sounds like I'm happy to see you get wet in the rain. It's obviously because you two brothers are disobedient and insist on playing in the rain."

Su Qinghe said nothing and continued to play with water in his hands.

The old lady looked at his appearance and shook her head. He is really a child who will not grow up.

The heavy rain lasted for more than an hour before it gradually stopped. There was no sun after the rain, and the sky was still covered with dark clouds.

The old lady looked at the sky and said, "It seems that the rain will continue to rain. I don't know how many days it will rain. Don't delay cutting crops and planting rice seedlings."

Most of the paddy fields in Guangdong Province are planted with two crops of rice. The rice planted in spring is transplanted immediately after harvest in summer, and another crop is cut in late autumn.

But it is also summer, and typhoons and rains are frequent. Su Qinghe took out his mobile phone and looked at the weather forecast. There was no news about typhoons, but there will be rain in the next week.

As soon as the rain stopped, Su Qinghe saw many people wearing raincoats and carrying farm tools walking past the courtyard gate in groups, apparently rushing to harvest rice.

Su Qinghe looked away and saw that there was water on the ground in the yard, so he took a broom to sweep the water.

At this moment, the little guy also ran out. When he saw the water on the ground, he came over excitedly and said, "Dad, play with the water~"

After saying that, he stepped on the stagnant water.

Snap!

Water splashes everywhere.

Seeing this, Su Qinghe also stepped on the standing water, splashing the little guy all over.

The old lady looked cheerful at first, but now her face changed, "Ah He, why are you stepping so hard, so that the water splashes on Guaiguai's face?"

In short, the little guy can play, but Su Qinghe cannot.

Su Qinghe smiled, waved and asked Su Xiaoting to come over and play with the little guy.

Children basically love to play with water. Su Qinghe looked at it and touched his chin, took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Li.

Xiao Li had already finished his vacation. When he heard that he wanted to buy a baby swimming pool, he immediately said that when Su Qinghe retired from the industry, a manufacturer of infant products sent a baby swimming pool to the studio.

A large group of singles in the studio felt that this thing was useless and took up space after it was inflated, so they didn't take it with them when they sent it to Su Qinghe's home.

They are all high-end products with good quality and good materials.

Xiao Li said he would drop by in two days.

In two days, Qin Hao will come over to help Su Qinghe register a new company, and will also bring the team he found to Su Qinghe for an interview.

When the yard was first hardened, the leveling was not very good because of its large area. It would rain and there would be many places where water accumulated.

After cleaning up the stagnant water in the yard, Su Qinghe saw that it was still early and went to the old well.

Three technicians were also there at this moment. When they saw Su Qinghe coming, they immediately came around and talked with each other with smiles.

Su Qinghe asked a few questions, found that there was no problem, walked around the greenhouse again, and left.

When I went back, I took a detour and walked towards the old house.

The old house is at the foot of the mountain, facing north and south, with mountains on its back and water on its back, but the area is not large.

Due to a policy two years ago to inspect and demolish dilapidated mud-brick houses in rural areas, all the mud-brick houses in the old house were demolished, and only the ancestral hall was retained for renovation.

Su Qinghe didn't come here to miss him, he just suddenly remembered that there was a small piece of land next to the old house where several longan trees and a jackfruit tree were planted.

He came here for the jackfruit.

The jackfruit tree was not big and did not bear many fruits. There were only four or five hanging on the trunk. Su Qinghe patted them one by one. They were not yet fully mature, but he could already smell the fragrance of jackfruit when he got close.

Su Qinghe picked the biggest one and took it home.

The old lady saw it and said, "Picked pineapples?"

The little guy saw his father coming in with a big guy in his arms, and immediately ran over. His little nose twitched, and he hugged Su Qinghe's thigh, looking up at the big green pineapple.

"Dad~it smells so good~"

Su Qinghe smiled and put the jackfruit in front of the little guy, "It smells good, smell it more."

The little guy stopped sniffing and just started to grab it.

It's just that she really can't hold this big guy, so she has no choice but to pat it hard and make a bang bang sound.

As soon as the old lady heard the sound, she knew that the jackfruit was not yet fully ripe, so she told Su Qinghe, "Let's put it in the vat in the utility room to ripen later."

Su Qinghe nodded, not in a hurry, and put the jackfruit on the ground for the little one to play with.

Although she can't lift it, she can still push it and roll it.

No, under Su Xiaoting's guidance, the little guy pushed hard and the jackfruit rolled forward several times.
Chapter completed!