Lin Wanwan said disbelievingly: "Really? Is it really going to rain heavily later?"
She pulled little Qingyu to the porch of the main house, looked up at the ever-changing clouds in the sky, the afterglow of the setting sun, everything was beautiful, how could it suddenly rain heavily?
Little Qingyu looked up at Lin Wanwan: "Mommy, is it really going to rain heavily later?"
Lin Wanwan really found it hard to answer, as she didn't understand astronomy. Even modern weather forecasts can't predict the weather of the Tang Dynasty, even if the geographical location is the same.
But she couldn't lose her omnipotent image in front of little Qingyu, so she could only nod guiltily: "Hmm, your cousin's right."
Lin Wanwan thought about Xiao Chong's character; he probably wouldn't speak without reason, perhaps he truly understood astronomy.
