April 20th. Grain Rain. Auspicious for burials, mending graves, and planting. Inauspicious for moving house, offering sacrifices, and breaking ground.
"Hey, hey, stop sleeping! It's time to get off work, time to get off work!"
Ren Suo was jolted awake in the passenger seat. He opened his eyes and saw Chen Kun knocking on the car window from outside.
Rubbing his eyes, Ren Suo got out of the car and said, "Ah, Brother Kun... I'm a bit sleepy today."
"You've been like this since the morning; you almost face-planted into your braised pork rice," Chen Kun said. "Young man, take care of your health."
As he spoke, he sighed again. "It's all my fault, brother. I should have never given you that website."
Too sleepy to ponder Chen Kun's teasing words, Ren Suo suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind, "Ren Suo, if you keep swaying, you're going to walk into a lamp post!"
CLUNK! Ren Suo's head hit the nearby lamp post, followed immediately by two kinds of laughter.
