"This was only the beginning of summer. How could the weather change just like that?" Liu Yuntao blurted out.
The sky had been clear all along, and she had not even thought of bringing an umbrella when she left. She wondered whether Uncle-Grandpa's shop had a spare.
The sky was gloomy, making the afternoon seem like dusk. Thunder rumbled without end, yet there was neither rain nor lightning. It was extremely strange.
Fei Zhengtao looked up at the sky and said calmly, "There's a supermarket at the market entrance. If you didn't bring an umbrella, I'll buy one for you later."
"All right, thank you." As if infected by his calmness, Liu Yuntao's mood recovered, and she forgot about the thunder. Turning toward the back of the shop, she called, "Uncle-Grandpa, there's a customer!"
"Coming, coming." An old man with graying hair came out holding a carving knife. He looked at the picture in Liu Yuntao's hands, then at Fei Zhengtao. "You want this carved? What size? What kind of wood?"
Fei Zhengtao explained his requirements, and the old man nodded slightly. "It's not too complicated. You can come pick it up after next Thursday."
"Then Sunday afternoon." As a senior in high school, that was the only half-day Fei Zhengtao could arrange freely.
Rumble!
The thunder was low and heavy, with no lightning. Dark clouds adorned the market like the end of the world. Liu Yuntao watched Fei Zhengtao pay the deposit and turn to leave. Seeing that it still had not rained, she no longer cared about the umbrella. She picked up the woodcarving gift she had chosen, said goodbye to Uncle-Grandpa, and prepared to go home.
Just then, she saw Fei Zhengtao running over with two ten-yuan disposable umbrellas in his hands. He smiled and said, "It