It's a real rainbow, Lian Manman widened her eyes as she gazed. In her previous life, apart from those childhood years, it seemed she never saw such a beautiful rainbow again. No, to be precise, she didn't even see a less beautiful rainbow. There was no way around it, the air pollution was too severe.
Xiao Qi raised his hand, about to point at the rainbow and speak, but Lady Zhang beside him slapped his hand down.
"Do not point your finger at that," Lady Zhang said.
Xiao Qi stuck out his tongue and obediently withdrew his hand.
It seemed there was such an old customary rule, saying that after the rain, you shouldn't point at a rainbow with your finger, otherwise something bad would happen. No one could clearly trace the origin of this old rule, everyone just remembered this taboo.
After the storm, the sky will be clearer. This saying is not only true in a metaphorical sense, but also in the natural world.
The day after the rain stopped was a bright and sunny day.
