A drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky, growing heavier and heavier until it turned into a downpour. Soon, the street was shrouded in mist, and no pedestrians were to be seen as everyone had hurried home.
Ding Xiulan complained, "With this weather, it looks like the laundry I just washed was washed for nothing."
Her younger sister, Ding Huilan, laughed. "Don't worry, sis. The heavens must have seen that you didn't wash it clean enough and decided to wash it for you again."
Chapter 64