Hail Day, My Nephew Insists on Camping

I had just driven to the supermarket entrance when hail suddenly began to fall.

I quickly parked and rushed inside, shielding my head.

Then I called Stephen on video, "Did it hail on your side? It's coming down here."

"It's hailing here too. Hurry back. Raphael is starving," Stephen urged.

"I just got to the supermarket and wanted Raphael to pick some of his favorite foods," I explained.

Raphael grabbed the phone and said, "Let me see what's good."

I pointed the camera at the shelves, and he excitedly ordered, "This one, this one, and this one! Can you move faster? Don't just point at one spot."

He picked almost all the expensive snacks and finally said, "This is it, to save you some money."

My mother, Maria, praised, "Good boy, Raphael. You know how to save money for your aunt. She has plenty, so let her buy whatever you want."

Before she finished, I heard a scream from Sienna, followed by Stephen shouting, "Sienna, are you alright? Your head is bleeding."

Stephen grabbed the phone and yelled at me, "Get back here. The hail is so big. It broke Sienna's head."

I replied calmly, "Aren't you guys in the tent? Just stay inside."

Just then, I heard a muffled sound and screams from my family.

Stephen yelled, "Get back here. Our tent is smashed."

"Okay, I'll be right there to pick you up," I replied.

I hung up the video call, grabbed a box of instant noodles, and handed it to the proprietress.

The proprietress helped me get hot water while I waited for them to brew.

Stephen called again, "Where are you now?"

"The car won't start, so I can't get through for a while. You guys need to find shelter," I said.

"This is the countryside. There's no shelter. Where can we go?" His voice was filled with anxiety.

"Look for yourselves. There's nothing I can do if the car won't start," I said helplessly.

Stephen grew increasingly agitated, "Whatever you think of, just bring the car here."

My family's screams continued to come from the phone, and I couldn't help but smile at their anxious cries.

"Alright, I'll do my best." I hung up and enjoyed my instant noodles.

While the hail intensified outside, I relaxed with snacks and dramas in the supermarket, letting my ungrateful family experience the hail's power.

Just after finishing my noodles, Anthony called.

"Lilah, why haven't you come over? Stephen is injured by hailstones and needs you."

I feigned nervous, "Is it serious? You should call the ambulance. I can't get through now. The windshield is smashed, and the rearview mirror is broken, so I can't drive."

"If anything happens to Stephen, you won't be able to live well," Anthony roared angrily.

"If it's that serious, call an ambulance. Don't delay his treatment," I said urgently.

Anthony hung up heavily, knowing he couldn't count on me.

Now, I could wait for the weather to improve in peace.