Early morning, the sky was overcast with dark clouds.
Soon, a fierce wind swept through.
The sky, which had just begun to brighten, turned dark as night in an instant.
The heavens seemed to have opened a hole, and torrential rain poured down in torrents.
The three brothers, Da Lang and his siblings, who were about to head to school, quickly retreated under the corridor, but the splashing raindrops still dampened their shoes and pants.
Dragging her small book box, Si Niang, who was also preparing to go to the Women's Garden, hurriedly turned back and shouted into the house, "Dad! It's raining!"
Liu Ji, just finished with his morning reading, stretched and came out to see. The sky was dark, and the rain was heavy and urgent, likely not stopping anytime soon.
The four siblings looked anxiously at their father. If they didn't leave soon, they would be late for school.
