Pampered By All In Different Planes

They had donned raincoats and rain boots, fully geared from head to toe. Xiangsheng's face was filled with anticipation since it had been quite a long time since he last went out.

Since the heavy rain began, he hadn't been out and could only gaze out the window, watching the downpour and wondering what it felt like to be in the rain.

Since his birth, he had never witnessed heavy rain, so since the stormy weather arrived, on one hand, he was a bit scared of the unknown outside, especially since his parents wouldn't let him out, but on the other hand, he was even more curious as he had yet to personally experience what it was like to feel the rain on his skin.

Although Su Zhiruan was worried about the child catching a cold, she still wanted Xiangsheng to experience the rain firsthand.

Therefore, the whole family of three made a move.

After making adjustments, there wasn't much standing water at the entrance of Su Zhiruan's house, but inevitably, due to the sheer amount of rainfall, the area was still flooded.

They had prepared an inflatable kayak in advance, and after inflating it, she and Wen Qingyu carried it outside together.

Even though they were prepared, the moment they opened the door, the water pooled at the entrance tried incessantly to rush in,

The falling raindrops densely pattered on their raincoats, creating a constant dripping sound.

Xiangsheng looked up, stunned.

"Come here," Su Zhiruan waved, and after he came over, she held Little Xiangsheng in her arms.

Wen Qingyu steered the kayak and secured an umbrella above, absorbing all the water from inside the kayak with a cloth, then wringing it out.

A simple boat was ready.

Su Zhiruan's courtyard was entirely enclosed by a fence, so they weren't worried about the floodwaters being too strong and sweeping them away; half of the water flowed down the slope while the rest pooled there. After Wen Qingyu took control of the direction, he glided the kayak through the water in the yard.

An umbrella was fixed at the very top of the kayak to block the falling rain.

Xiangsheng had never personally felt rain before; his little hands reached out, feeling the cold raindrops on them, similar to the sensation of a shower but even chillier.

Since they were boating in the yard, it was quite safe, and no hazardous situations occurred. After rowing a couple of strokes, Xiangsheng relaxed and even nestled in Wen Qingyu's arms, helping him steer. The father and son had a great time.

Su Zhiruan looked up at the distance.

There used to be a densely covered plain at the foot of the mountain, which was also the site of a former base.

But now, the excavated riverbeds and channels had long overflowed, even breaking their bounds and flowing everywhere. Below the plain was a highway, which had been submerged by water. Even the houses there, if you reached out from the second floor, would touch a vast expanse of water.

At that time, there were people who refused to move up the mountain, fearing that if floods happened, it would sweep everyone down and all would perish, so they stayed in these comparatively tall houses on the plain.

But seeing such heavy rainfall, everyone was somewhat panicked.

The former plain had completely transformed into a low-lying swamp; the water rose fiercely, even spontaneously creating several new rivers. Countless rivers branched and merged, flowing downwards — one could imagine, if it was like this here, how horrifying it would be in Inner City, where the drainage system was average.

Now, Su Zhiruan couldn't do much; she had done all she could and could only quietly wait for the storm to fully disappear after a year, and for people to gradually return to their usual lives.

These five years, neither long nor short, might only leave a brief mention in the future history books —

"From year X to year Y, a significant natural disaster occurred," but for those living at that time, every day was spent in extreme conditions, personally experienced by everyone.

Yet, these short five years, in the grand course of history, are just a drop in the ocean, a trivial existence.

The natural disasters and human calamities of the past are countless, but to people today, they are just briefly mentioned in the history books.

After having enough fun, Xiangsheng tugged on Su Zhiruan's raincoat, "Mom, Dad, let's go back, it seems like the rain is getting heavier."

"Let's go back, if we continue, you might catch a cold and feel unwell later." Wen Qingyu also felt it was about time, so he steered the kayak to the door, allowing Su Zhiruan to go back first with the child while he put away the stuff and then went inside.

Once back, Su Zhiruan first gave the child a hot bath, then dried his hair completely to avoid catching a cold.

She and Wen Qingyu also took a hot shower, as the temperature was quite low now, and inevitably some rain had landed on them earlier, and it wouldn't have been good if they caught a cold from being wet.