After seeing Niu Feifei and the others off, Liu Zixuan headed straight back to Lingxiu Village.
As soon as he arrived at the clinic, the weather outside turned gloomy, and before long, the sky gathered countless black clouds.
Crack!
A bright flash of lightning tore through the sky, and a torrential downpour began.
Liu Zixuan laughed, "The heavens really take care of me. The rain just stopped when I went out, and now it's starting again as soon as I get home!"
"Everyone's been hoping for this rain too!"
Aunt Lian sat on the sofa and laughed, "After this rain, the crops can mature. In about a month, we can start harvesting!"
"That's true, farmers rely on the weather for their livelihood."
Liu Zixuan shrugged, "You guys watch TV at home, I'm going out for a bit!"
"In such heavy rain, what are you going to do?" Liu Ruyan asked.
"Going to the ancient tomb, wanna come?" Liu Zixuan winked at Liu Ruyan a few times.
