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Chapter 184 Severe Drought + Locust Plague
On the morning of the second day when Huangpuxuan came, Mrs. Zhou's eyes turned around Huangpuxuan and Li Mo.

It's no wonder that Mrs. Zhou sensed something was wrong. Huangpuxuan was too attentive to Li Mo, and would only be gentle with Li Mo, but cold to others. Of course, Huangpuxuan didn't dare to be disrespectful to Mrs. Zhou. The future mother-in-law must please.

The last time Huangpuxuan lived for such a long time, Mrs. Zhou didn't feel anything, because Li Mo was always cold towards Huangpuxuan, and she was still all kinds of cynicism.

The relationship between the two seems to be very different this time, but they can't tell what's wrong.

Although Li Mo still has a cold attitude towards Huangpuxuan, she always feels that Huangpuxuan is enjoying it, and her eyes seem to be drowning.

Maybe Zhou's gaze was too obvious, Li Mo wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, and found an excuse to get out of the way.

Mrs. Zhou didn't intend to let her go. At night, she blocked Li Mo in the room: "What's the matter with you and Mr. Xuan?"

Li Mo pretended to be stupid: "Mother, what are you talking about? What can I have with him, I am a man."

Mrs. Zhou knocked her on the head lightly: "Don't think that I can't see Mr. Xuan's tolerance for you. Usually, you are such a good-tempered person, why do you always yell at Mr. Xuan, and you always yell at Mr. Xuan? shout at him!"

Li Mo raised her head abruptly, and looked at Zhou in disbelief: "Mother, am I your biological child? No one would say that about a biological daughter!"

Mrs. Zhou: "I picked you up from the garbage dump, that's all right, Mr. Xuan is such a good person, don't keep killing him."

Li Mo's eyes widened: "Mom, are we talking about the same person?"

Mrs. Zhou gave her an angry look: "Does Mr. Xuan like you? Has your daughter been known by him?"

Under Zhou's gentle confession, Li Mo confessed to Zhou, including Huangpuxuan's identity, only about being hunted down, without revealing a single word.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhou was silent for a long time. She thought Huangpuxuan was a businessman, and she also thought that after Li Mo resigned, she would be able to rely on her for the rest of her life.

However, now knowing that the other party is a prince, or the famous His Royal Highness Xuan Wang, the God of War of the Jin Kingdom, the Zhou family does not agree with the two continuing to communicate.

A nobleman is as deep as the sea, and her Mo'er is the best daughter in the world, and she deserves the best man to love her.

The prince's backyard is destined not to be deserted, Mo'er is so proud, how could she endure her husband being surrounded by women.

Just like Zhou herself, she decided to leave that family because she couldn't stand her husband marrying one woman after another. She didn't want Mo'er to make the same mistakes again.

However, Zhou is an open-minded mother at the same time. She knows that a lot of things are not that others will listen to what you say, but to make her realize the seriousness of the problem, or she fell down and hurt herself. Only then will you learn the lesson and know where your mistakes are. Other people's honest advice always goes in one ear and out the other.

Mrs. Zhou patted Li Mo's hand lightly: "Mo'er, you will have to walk your own way in the future. You may not be able to listen to what mother said too much. Whether Mr. Xuan is your beloved is still uncertain. But mother hopes that you can live happily in the rest of your life, if Mr. Xuan betrays you, I hope you will not wrong yourself, mother will always be your reliance, your happiness and happiness are the most important."

Li Mo hugged Zhou Shi tightly: "Mother, don't worry, I will think about it carefully."

Perhaps sensing the change in Zhou's attitude towards him, Huangpuxuan was a little anxious, and secretly asked Li Mo: "Does your mother not like me?"

Li Mo cast a glance at him: "My mother said, once you enter the Hou Men, it's as deep as the sea, and told me not to talk to you."

Huangpuxuan may not care about other people's feelings, but Li Mo and Zhou's, he has to care. One is the future mother-in-law and the other is the future wife. Neither woman can be offended.

It's just that he didn't know how to please the Zhou family, so he had to use simple and rude methods, all kinds of precious jewelry and expensive supplements were directly offered.

Mrs. Zhou didn't know whether to accept it or not, but in the end she accepted all of them. If Mo'er agreed to marry him, these things would be left to Mo as a dowry in the future, and if she didn't agree, they would just return them to him later.

...

The business in the night market is very good, especially for cold drinks, which can be described as hot.

Xia Chen and the others would patronize the barbecue stalls almost every night, it was really addictive.

It's spicy and they want to eat it, and they want some ice after eating it. They want to drink some wine even more. It's delicious when paired with barbecue.

Li Mo said that beer and barbecue are a perfect match.

But they dare not drink alcohol, which is the basic requirement of being a guard.

Today's night market has two streets, one is the street in front of the Yamen, and the other is the clothing factory, and the business is also very good.

The guests are basically the employees of several factories and the people nearby. The employees of the factories must finish writing before they can come out. This is an unshakeable habit!
Now the land around the garment factory has been sold out, and all of them have been covered with pavements.

The style of the house is not what you want to build, but a unified style designed by Li Mo. At first glance, it looks very neat, clean and beautiful!

The happiest thing is Master. If someone buys land, it means that there is money in the account. Looking at the money bag that is getting richer and richer, Master laughs so hard that he can't see his teeth.

In Liu Li's words, the master is a miser. If one day the yamen runs out of money, the master will definitely commit suicide first.

The master slapped him angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, the yamen has no money, why should I commit suicide?"

Shouldn't the one who committed suicide be an adult?She is the county magistrate of Songjiang County, so she should be the one to do the worrying things.

Liu Li touched his shoulder that was sore from the beating, and said bluntly: "If you have no money, it means that you don't know how to manage money. It proves that you are incapable of managing your business. You are ashamed of the adults, so you are ashamed and committed suicide."

Master: "Why do I have no way to manage it, are you a pig's head?"

He is just an accountant, and all business matters are handled by the grown-ups. He runs a woolen business, and it has nothing to do with him.

Liu Li thought to the end: "Anyway, the money is gone in your hands. Every time the adults come back, they will hand over the money to you. You manage the money yourself. No matter how you manage it, the money is gone. It's not your responsibility. Whose responsibility is it?" responsibility."

The master was so angry that he chased Liu Li and beat him, but he couldn't catch up, and instead he was so tired that he was out of breath.

The second is Master Liu. If someone builds a house, he must find a craftsman.

Although he is not the only one, but with so many houses to be built, more or less he can win some.

...

The weather in June is getting hotter and hotter. How long has it been since it rained?

Looking up at the sky without any dark clouds, Li Mo was really worried about the crops, which were about to be harvested, and hoped that the rice would be fine.

Say hello to Mrs. Zhou: "Mother, I'm going to visit the village."

Zhou looked at the hot weather outside, the scorching sun scorched people.

He gave Li Mo a parasol: "Mo'er, hold the umbrella, don't get sunburned."

Li Mo couldn't laugh or cry: "Mother, have you ever seen a man holding a parasol, besides, I'm going to the field, what does it look like holding an umbrella?"

Zhou gave her an angry look: "Men can't hold umbrellas, who said that, is there a law?"

Li Mo: "..."

This is what she often said, and now being used by Zhou to tease her, this is called lifting a rock and hitting her own foot, and it really hurts a bit.

Before Li Mo could go out, Huangpuxuan had already brought a bamboo hat over: "It's convenient to do things with this on."

While speaking, he put it on for Li Mo, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and a warm smile slowly enlarged on his face.

The man's warm breath surrounded Li Mo, making Li Mo feel very uncomfortable, and it wasn't Zhou Shi who was watching there, Li Mo decided to give Huangpuxuan two punches!

He took the opportunity to gently stroke her face, her face was so small, it seemed that his slap was bigger than her face.

Huangpuxuan's face suddenly softened, as light as a landscape painting. He held the strap of his bamboo hat and looked at her quietly, motionless.

There was a slight wind that rolled up the corner of Li Mo's clothes, gently lifted a small piece, and released a faint fragrance.

Li Mo glared at him: Damn, the game is endless.

Is it so wordy to wear a bamboo hat?

Finally, a deep voice rang in my ear: "Okay!"

Li Mo let out a breath, feeling like a century has passed.

Huang Puxuan insisted on going out with Li Mo, saying that he was worried about her going out alone.

Li Mo rolled his eyes, he was worried about this, and he was worried about that, so why don't you follow me for twelve hours.

It's been a dry summer.

No wind, no rain, scorching sun, scorching heat.

The crops in the field are also struggling in the sweltering oven, waiting for the heavy rain together with the anxious people.

In the helpless waiting, the crops and people gradually became closer to the once hated dark clouds and ruthless cold wind, looking forward to the arrival of clouds and wind all the time.

Dark clouds came, cold winds came, but there was no sign of heavy rain.

During the harvest season in the past, what everyone was most afraid of was rain. If the rice was not dried, it would germinate, and the blood and sweat of half a year of hard work would be wiped out.

However, what everyone is most looking forward to now is rain.

As time passed day by day, people's hopes slowly turned yellow like the leaves of the crops, and the rain has not come until now.

On that piece of cracked land, a fish struggled desperately, but finally, the brilliance in its eyes faded little by little, it remained motionless, and finally turned into a dead fish.

Some ponds in Yejia Village have begun to dry up.

Village head Ye has gone to the rice fields more than once. Some time ago, the pond water has been pumped to the rice fields for irrigation. Now the paddy paddles are full and can be harvested soon.

However, the problem is that rice seedlings need to be planted immediately after harvesting, and that requires water. There is not much water in the pond, and there is not enough water to irrigate the rice fields. What should we do next?
The same problem plagues all villagers.

But life has to live, and we can't just stay at home and do nothing because of the drought.

Those who should weave bamboo products must continue to weave, and do what they should do. The hardworking villagers have not been idle because of this.

It's just that every time I go to the field and come back, I always sigh, and I don't know when it will rain this day.

The children who did not go to school have already started fishing in the pond.

This was the first time Huangpuxuan went to the countryside with Li Mo. As soon as Li Mo arrived in the village, the village head seemed to have installed a radar on Li Mo. Within a quarter of an hour, he would see the shadow of the village head.

Go to Yejia Village first.

Village head Ye ran over anxiously, and when he saw the tall and mighty Huangpuxuan beside Li Mo, he was taken aback for a moment, why didn't he know when such a person came to the yamen!
But I don't have much thought to gossip, the immediate matter is more important: "My lord, it hasn't rained for so long, what do you think should be done?"

Li Mo asked as he walked, "Have all the seeds of the late rice been planted?"

Village head Ye: "All of them have been planted. Since there is no water, everyone uses buckets to carry water to the fields."

(To popularize science, because summer is double rush, that is, rush to harvest and rush to plant, the seedlings must be sown before the rice is harvested, so as to catch up with the planting of late rice.)
Li Mo raised his head and looked at the sky: "If it doesn't rain again, we must open the gate to release water after harvesting the rice."

The reservoir is guarded, and the fear is that in case the ignorant person runs up to swim or something, the reservoir is so deep that people will die every minute.

We can’t let it go now, because this season’s rice hasn’t been harvested yet, and if we put water on it, the field will be full of water, which is not conducive to harvesting.

Li Mo looked at the rice that had started to turn yellow, and pinched it, it was almost ready to be cut.

"Mr. Ye, how long will it take for the rice to be harvested?"

Village Chief Ye: "The ones that were planted early can be harvested now, and the ones that are late are about ten days away."

Li Mo: "Will production be reduced?"

Village Chief Ye said with certainty. : "No, some time ago, everyone basically pumped out all the water in the pond. Now the fields don't need water, but the sugarcane fields are a little overhanging."

Li Mo: "Has the villagers' domestic water been affected?"

Village Chief Ye sighed: "Not yet. The domestic water is all pumped from the wells. Now the wells still have water. If the drought continues, it will be hard to say."

Surrounded by rice fields, to get inside, one has to walk on the field ridges, which means that the clothes on one's body will be soiled, but Li Mo doesn't care.

The air is filled with the fragrance of rice, she is looking at the rice, Huangpuxuan is looking at her, she is like the evergreen pine and bamboo, which will never wither, giving confidence to everyone in Songjiang County.

How could he not love such a woman.

Li Mo went to all the villages, and the situation was similar to Yejia Village.

It hasn't rained for so long, apart from worrying about the water problem, what is more worried about is the insect disaster. Li Mo told the village chiefs to harvest the rice that is ready to be harvested early, lest they will not be harvested later.

...

Li Mo felt that he was a crow's mouth, good but not effective, bad spirit.

On the third day after Li Mo came back from the village, Huangpuxuan told her bad news: "A locust plague is happening in a town a thousand miles away."

Li Mo's heart skipped a beat: "What? A plague of locusts?"

Huang Puxuan handed her the letter in his hand, frowned and said, "This is the news I just received."

Li Mo opened the letter, and the hand holding the letter was trembling slightly. The letter said that the locust plague had begun to spread, and according to calculations, it would reach Songjiang County soon.

"Not good!" Li Mo yelled suddenly, and then ran out quickly.

Li Mo shouted loudly: "Song Min!"

Song Min quickly put down what he was doing, and hurried over: "My lord, what happened?"

"Immediately notify that all the factories are on holiday, and they must go home immediately to harvest the rice, do you hear me?"

"Yes!"

Song Min didn't doubt Li Mo's decision, and went to notify everyone of the holiday without hesitation.

"Liu Li!"

"exist!"

"Send someone to the village to inform all the villagers to harvest the rice immediately, and the locust plague is coming. Those who don't implement it will bear the consequences."

"Yes!"

"Zhong Xiaoliang!"

"exist!"

"Take the official's letter and tell the county magistrates of the towns that can be notified that the locust plague is approaching. Let them notify all the villagers and harvest rice immediately. If their county magistrates don't believe it, don't quarrel with them , come back after conveying the order, don't delay."

"Yes!"

Some late-planted rice has not yet matured, so harvesting at this time will inevitably reduce production.

However, what can be collected is as much as it can be collected, at least it can reduce the losses of the villagers.

When the factory managers received Li Mo's order, they were taken aback for a moment, but they didn't say much. They knew that Li Mo must have a reason for what she did, and something must have happened.

A village sent three yamen servants to convey the news, explaining to the village head that a locust plague was approaching. If the rice was not harvested, it might be eaten by locusts.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, the village chiefs hurriedly summoned the villagers: "Everyone must put down the work at hand and go to harvest rice immediately, as much as they can harvest. There have been locust plagues hundreds of miles away. Wherever they go, there is no harvest.”

As soon as this remark came out, the villagers were frightened and stupid: "What? The locust plague, how could this happen? God, will you give us a living?"

The older generation has all experienced the plague of locusts, which is simply a disaster that will destroy the world.

The younger generation has never experienced it, and when they saw the fearful expressions on the faces of the older generation, they also became nervous.

Huangpuxuan was not idle, and all the people around who could be mobilized to cooperate with Li Mo.

(End of this chapter)