After transmigrating into the book, the prime minister always wants to farm with me.

Chapter 215 Use it however you want
Looking at her lively and animated face, Pei Yuanjun's expression softened: "Alright, my wife, I support your idea. I'm all yours; you can use me however you want!"

Qi Yunran rolled her eyes at him: "So you agree? Then I'll go and draw up the promotional materials and have them distributed in the county and towns! I'll need your personal stamp to confirm that our promotional materials are authentic and valid!"

Pei Yuanjun quickly pulled Qi Yunran back: "Eat first, then go!"

Qi Yunran then remembered that she had been too excited just now!
He even forgot to eat, and after sitting down and taking a few bites, he asked in surprise, "Where are Xiao Jingxuan and the village chief?"

Pei Yuanjun served Qi Yunran some food: "Jingxuan was sent to the town school yesterday, and the village chief and the others have all set up tents and are staying in them! There are too many people here, and they can't sleep well at night!"

"What do they eat?"

"Magistrate Liang has already ordered people to send grain to the granary, and everyone went to the back mountain to pick wild vegetables and cooked them for themselves!"

"It seems we need to get the house built as soon as possible!" Qi Yunran said with some worry.
After finishing her meal, Qi Yunran immersed herself in drawing the promotional posters!
The next day, after several days of gloomy weather, the sky finally cleared up.

After the sun shone on the earth for several days, it finally dried out.

Qi Yunran first went to see her vegetable garden, which had been destroyed by the flood.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Qi Yunran felt an indescribable sadness. This was the place where she had put the most effort into.

There was no time for sadness; at least she still had over ten acres of rice.

Everyone suffered from the disaster this year, and there was no harvest!
If the rice yield is high in the future, she plans to keep enough for herself and then share the harvested rice with the villagers, especially older people like Aunt Liu.

They can't go out to work; there's not much labor available.

After Qi Yunran and Pei Yuanjun's assurances a few days prior, everyone's emotions had stabilized. They each returned to their own foundations to inspect the ruins, hoping to find anything useful.

When everyone returned and saw the ruins everywhere, they couldn't help but wipe away tears with heartache!

Finally, suppressing their grief, they found what they needed and retrieved their tents.

Qi Yunran gathered everyone together. Pu Caishu and Pu Wenshu, who had gone out to make bricks, had also returned a few days ago.

Pei Xiaoya also returned, but her mother, Yang Guihua, had died.

They found her body and helped bury her.

Pei Xiaoya suddenly seemed to have grown up, no longer crying or making a fuss.

Pei Puwen returned home heartbroken, his two sons, wife, and Pei Wenwen all having drowned.

The young men carried the body back and buried it.

Pei Pu'an glared viciously at Pei Yuanjun and Qi Yunran, his eyes bloodshot as he loudly demanded, "Pei Yuanjun, why didn't you save my son? You saved everyone else, why didn't you save my son? Even if my wife had some verbal grudges with you, the child is innocent. Why didn't you save them?"

The village chief, unable to bear it any longer, spoke up to be fair: "Dalang's family went to rescue them, but your wife herself locked the rescuers outside. The moment they kicked the door open... the flood had already swept your family and children away..."

After speaking, the village chief couldn't help but tear up. It was all his fault! He was filled with regret!
“It’s me…” The village chief was about to say something when Pei Yuanjun immediately interrupted him, “Uncle Puwen, no one wants this to happen. When we heard about the landslide, we rushed to rescue everyone, but when we got to your house, it was Aunt Liu who locked us out, which delayed us!”

(End of this chapter)