After night fell, fierce winds howled and rain poured down. The daytime weather was nothing compared to the night. They had emptied the washbasins and soup bowls catching the leaks several times already. Rain battered its way in and soaked a whole stretch of the table by the window, so Lin Xiuqing had brought a foot towel over specially to spread on it.
The two children were not afraid of the wind and rain outside. They were still secretly playing with the candle...
Ye Chenghu carefully dipped his finger into the molten wax beneath the wick. When he pulled it out, his fingertip wore a little white wax cap.
Only after all ten fingers had wax caps did he crush them one by one, then start all over again...
Meanwhile, Ye Chengyang had found a toothpick somewhere and was using it to poke at the wick and stir the molten wax...
The candle flickered wildly as they played with it, and only then did the couple notice what the two little troublemakers were doing. They each got a slap on the bottom. The boys bounced around the bed, howling for a while before finally settling down to sleep.
Ye Yaodong sat leaning against the side of the bed, resting with his eyes closed. He had nowhere to lie down and could not sleep, and it was very noisy outside anyway.
Rain had leaked onto the beds in his eldest and second brothers' rooms too. They each had three children, who had all been sent to the old lady's room and his parents' room.
Everyone could only squeeze in together for the night and make do until morning.
"They're both asleep now. You can lie down here for a while."
"It's fine. You sleep. I can't sleep anyway. I can catch