Chapitre 152: 152. Farm work is endless_1

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In a rush and a panic, Mao Li didn't even have time to check the time. She quickly dug out a piece of cardboard to place the shredded asparagus lettuce on and set it on the windowsill.

Let the night breeze cool it off, then she could take it out for the sun to dry it further tomorrow.

However, no sooner had she just entered the kitchen to clean up the dinner, than the door was pushed open, and her son Song Xuehai came in looking like a drowned rat.

"The rain came down too suddenly," he said.

It started pouring the moment he got out of the car, and he ran all the way home, getting completely drenched. Hurrying back to his room, he prepared to change his clothes, but then paused, and with a start, he called out:

"Mom, I sent you a message this afternoon telling you to close the windows. Why didn't you close them? The bay window is all wet with rain."