Small Potato Growth Observation Diary

The thunder outside was rolling, and the majestic rain showed no sign of slowing down. The heavy raindrops hit the glass windows hard, and the outside world was blurred. It was hard to tell whether it was day or night, and the sky was dark. The oppressive, Wuyang Wuyang can't see the light.

Xiangxiang looked out of the window in a daze, and seemed to be able to see the lightning in the sky in her eyes. She stood motionless by the window, looking at the flower bed in the distance, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that she had planted a few tea plants a while ago Mei, although it is not the flowering season yet, the branches and leaves must have been bent by the heavy rain.

She thought about it with some pity, and then felt that she would wait until the rain stopped to see if it was really hopeless.Losing her mind, her eyes drifted away again. She looked at the distant gate through the blurry glass from the window, and then looked at the place outside the gate.

Originally, today was the first day of school, but suddenly a typhoon raged, the school informed everyone that there would be no classes today at zero o'clock, and postponed it for a week until the typhoon passed.

It's just that Xiangxiang is more worried about her parents now.In the morning, they had rushed to the company despite the strong wind and rain. She was worried, and she was a little absent-minded all day long.

Xiangxiang decided to go downstairs and stay in the living room, she was afraid that she would always think about things when she stayed in the room.

When I went downstairs, I picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. The TV channels were a little fuzzy, and the voice of the people inside was a little intermittent. Xiangxiang changed a few channels, and found that each channel basically broadcast the latest news about the typhoon. , I didn’t change it again, but listened carefully to what was said inside.

There was a lot of wind outside, and the voices of the on-site personnel broadcast in real time on the TV were often covered by the whistling wind, and they could only watch their mouth shapes. Fortunately, there were synchronous subtitles below, otherwise it would be almost the same as watching a pantomime.

This state lasted until the evening, and the housekeeper, Aunt Hayakawa, had been silently by Xiangxiang's side for a long time, knowing that she was worried, so she didn't disturb her.

In fact, this kind of typhoon comes once a year, and they are used to it, but this year's typhoon looks particularly fierce. Hayakawa pricked up her ears to listen to the movement outside, and felt a little anxious in her heart, but she couldn't show it , otherwise the little lady will be even more disturbed.

The rain outside showed no signs of weakening, and the sun that should have appeared earlier in the sky was also hiding in an unknown corner, and the oppressive black color suppressed everyone's sight.

Xiangxiang just sat there quietly, staring straight at the TV program that was still changing screens, but she didn't know where her thoughts went.

She doesn't like the rainy season, and always feels that it is full of deep sadness from inside to outside.Especially in such a majestic heavy rain, the rain that should have been pattering, and the water that should have been gentle and tolerant, have become less friendly.Her mood fluctuated, not sure if it was because of the unstoppable rain, or because of her faint panic.

She didn't know what was blocking her mind, it was just the throbbing pain, densely packed, like countless small sharp needles going back and forth, every time it was just so lightly, and it was always repeated. Back and forth can not disappear.

Disturbed by this unknown feeling, she no longer had any mood to stare at the picture on the TV, and was about to go back to the room when she heard Hayakawa's voice.

"Miss, madam's call." There was deep concern in the tone.

Xiangxiang paused when she stood up. She didn't notice the sound of the phone just now. She seemed to be distracted for a long time because she was restless. She answered the phone that Hayakawa handed over, "Mom, are you okay?"

The words that came out of my mouth caused a pause on the phone, and then a gentle voice came through the phone through the violent storm. The sound of the howling wind seemed to gradually fade away, and even the doors and windows "squeaked... " turned into a lovely background, turning into a heart-warming movement.Fujiwara Huixiang smiled lightly, she finally had to feel that her little girl had grown up, but if she could, she didn't want her to grow up.She wanted her little girl to be more self-willed, more mischievous, and slower to carry those burdens.

"Mom...?" Xiangxiang didn't know what happened on the other end of the phone, nor did she know that Fujiwara Huixiang had so many thoughts in her heart in just a short moment.Unable to hear the response from the other end of the phone, she was a little anxious, and even the voice that came out again was accompanied by the sound of rapid breathing.

"I'm here." Fujiwara Huixiang quickly responded to her little girl this time. She was afraid that if she was slower at this time, his little girl would be anxious and cranky, "I'm fine, your father is fine too, we Everything is fine, don't worry..." After a pause, he continued in a soft and slow voice, "You may not be able to go back today, don't be afraid if you are at home. Your father urgently needs to mobilize a batch of daily necessities to send to the severely affected people. cities and counties, and may not be able to return for a few days."

"It's okay, mom I know, you and dad should pay attention to your health and safety. Auntie Hayakawa is with me, so don't worry too much. And..."

"Hmmmm..." Fujiwara Huixiang put the mobile phone to her left ear with a smile on the other end of the phone, listening to the sudden increase in her little girl's nagging, holding a pen in her right hand, pointing at the front A stack of documents was swiped left and right, but the pen cap was not opened.

"You guys come back early."

The call ended here. Fujiwara Huixiang stared at the mobile phone in her hand for a long time, then silently put it aside, tapped her head with the pen that had been scratching in her hand, and regained her energy to work. There are many people waiting for rescue outside, and her husband is on the front line deploying supplies, and she must help him hold the rear position.The most important thing is that her little girl is waiting for them to come home!

Xiangxiang waited quietly for five days, saying that it was quiet, a little reluctant, and the raging wind and rain outside the house kept reminding her.In addition, I haven't had a good rest these days, and there is some blueness around the eye circles.When Hayakawa saw it, he felt a little distressed, but no matter how many people there were, he knew that he couldn't say anything more.

It was not until the third day after the typhoon passed that the Fujiwara couple stepped into the house.When he was still in the car, he saw his little girl waiting in front of the gate from afar, with Hayakawa standing beside her.Seeing the car approaching from far to near, she lifted her feet and ran over. The car stopped by the pool of the central fountain. When it stopped, Xiangxiang also stopped, only five steps away from the car. Looking eagerly at the position of the car door, he saw that the door was pushed open quickly, and then he couldn't see anything.

She was held tightly in her arms, in a gentle embrace full of fragrance.

There was a blackness in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see the light, so she obeyed the blackness and closed her eyes, and her sense of smell became very sensitive. The aroma filled her bosom, mixed with some unique smells of flowers and plants after the rain, which was very natural.She seemed to smell the vigorous breath of life, and also seemed to smell the strong rising sun.

Xiangxiang thought, all of this year should have passed!In the coming year, she will also be ready to go to the battlefield of nature.

The next day was a sunny day, and it was always sunny after the rain, especially after such a big storm, the sun was dazzling and not very gentle.Xiangxiang was on her way to school in the car, and the start of school had been postponed for more than a week. Yesterday, she received a call telling her to report today.

Xiangxiang is a freshman in this class. She is said to be a freshman, but in fact she has been promoted from Bingdi Elementary School to Junior High School. Most of them are familiar people, and even the seniors and sisters from the previous classes are not too unfamiliar.The circle of Bingdi is not big, but it is not small, and none of the people in it can be underestimated.

The car gradually approached a gorgeous gate, the architectural style of the European Renaissance, and some more mainstream three-dimensional carvings on the gatepost. Looking at it from a distance, it does not look like the entrance of a school, but more of a A status symbol, a review of qualifications.Xiangxiang sat quietly in the car until the car stopped outside this gorgeous gate. The driver got out of the car and came to her door, and slowly opened the door on her side. Xiangxiang raised her hand to tidy up He lifted his skirt, raised his foot, and walked out along the opened car door.

Many people who came and went stopped, smiled and nodded politely in Xiangxiang's direction, and would smile and nod when they met familiar Xiangxiang, but most of them were not too familiar. Xiang is not surprised why so many people greet her. She knows that it is probably because of the previous typhoon. As a national enterprise, the Fujiwara family took the initiative to rush to the front line of disaster relief. It has nothing to do with money. , and has nothing to do with capitalists, this is an attitude.This attitude makes these children of entrepreneurs and capitalists who are also at the top of Japan feel honored.Every year, so many entrepreneurs contribute money and effort, and the Fujiwara family is neither the first nor the only one.It's just because every year, the Fujiwara family is always in various places, providing all living supplies for free. This move alone makes people feel admirable.They admired them financially, and they were more impressed by the charm of the Fujiwara family.

After Xiangxiang got off the car, the old driver bowed politely to say goodbye, and then drove away.Behind it, other cars drove over one after another, and those who got off were familiar and unfamiliar.

After Xiangxiang waited for a short while, she found the person she wanted to see, and a bright smile slowly spread across her beautiful face.

"Huadi!" The girl's bright smile came with a nostalgic voice.

The voice was not loud, the entrance of the campus was already noisy, such a voice should be drowned out, but it was strange that the person who was called actually found the person who called his name accurately.