Because there was an early warning, many people were distracted today, occasionally looking up at the sky.
Zhao Hu and Zhao Song were no exception.
As it approached noon and the sun had yet to appear, the impatient Zhao Hu went back inside, grumbling, "Why make such things public? Guessing correctly brings no benefit, but guessing wrong leads to endless trouble."
He had just sat down and hadn't taken a sip of tea when there was a cry from outside. Wu Yin stumbled in, shouting, "Grandfather, grandfather, the celestial dog really is devouring the sun!"
Zhao Hu's hand trembled, dropping the teacup he had just picked up as he rushed outside, scolding, "Why are you shouting? The newspaper said this isn't called a celestial dog devouring the sun; it's because the moon is blocking the sun..."
