The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 275 The heavy rain comes as soon as it comes
"It's going to rain!" Mr. Jing shouted when he saw this: "Hurry up and put all the corn and millet into the new house."

The first floor of the new house has been built, and the second floor is still under construction. There is no problem in temporarily storing food.

Jingli told the children: "Hurry up and take out all the oilcloths!"

The doors and windows of the new house are not finished yet, so if it rains heavily, it will inevitably drift into the house.

Shen Zhiming shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brothers, walk faster, it will rain if it gets too late!"

Everyone was exhausted from the crazy harvesting in the past few days, but looking at the dark clouds in the sky, they still carried it home with all their strength.

Third Aunt Wang was also anxious at this time. There was little rain in Lao Beishan, but once it rained the river would rise and the rice fields would be submerged, and then all the rice would be gone.

"My second uncle, you have to help us orphans and widowed mothers. If the water floods, my baby and I will have no hope in the coming year!" Third Aunt Wang cried with runny nose and tears.

Wang Lizheng's daughter-in-law was very angry: "Third Aunt, I asked you to collect it a few days ago, but you refused to collect it. Right now, we still have two acres of land that we have confiscated. How can I help you?"

Third Aunt Wang had no intention of quarreling at this moment, and just held her second uncle's sleeve and cried: "His second uncle, you can't leave our mother-in-law alone!"

Wang Li was looking at the dark clouds and was furious: "Hurry up and collect them. I'll ask the second and third sons to come over and help you. If you have time to cry, why don't you grab a few buckets of food and come back?"

His eldest daughter-in-law wiped her sweat and said unwillingly: "Dad, we can't even collect all of our own land, how can we return it?"

"Shut up!" Wang Lizheng roared: "Hurry up and collect the food, why are you talking so much nonsense!"

"The second child, the third child, and the elder sisters, all go and help your third aunt!"

Wang Lizheng finished his instructions and was busy harvesting with his old waist bent.

His eldest daughter-in-law glanced at Third Aunt Wang with hatred, then buried her head in harvesting the rice.

Zhang Siwei was also busy shouting at his mother-in-law: "Mother-in-law, you should hurry up! The heavy rain is coming soon. You will be in trouble next year!"

His mother-in-law didn't dare to reply with her baby on her back, so she hurried to the fields and started cutting rice.

At the drying yard, Jingli and the children were busy loading grain into sacks. The boys like Dalang quickly pushed the grain home on carts.

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry up!" Tiedan'er, who was only six years old, was so anxious that she almost cried. The baby was young, but the memory of being hungry without food was very deep.

He clearly remembered how his father and mother looked sad when there was no food, and he also remembered when he was too hungry to sleep in the middle of the night and rolled over on the bed.

Jingli took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and put the heavier grain into the space, then found an empty house to move it out later.

Anyway, everyone is so busy right now, no one will pay attention to this.

Seeing that the drying yard was almost harvested, Jingli hurried back to collect corn and other coarse grains. After a few trips back and forth, the yard was almost harvested.

When Su and the others finished cleaning up the fields and came back to clean up the yard, they saw Jingli sweeping up the remaining corn kernels with a broom.

Su Shi was very angry: "You careless one, you have to tire out one of your legs before you can accept it!"

The corn cobs in such a large yard are very heavy. She has collected a whole yard of corn cobs by herself. Even several men may not be able to collect them all. You can imagine how hard this girl worked just now.

It's hard for Jingli to say. Fortunately, she just went to the new house and no one paid attention to the yard. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to use the Great Shift.

"Mother, mother! Don't be angry, hurry up and work, I'll be fine!" Jing Li quickly persuaded my mother, but the raindrops started to fall down without even noticing!

The people in the fields were getting more and more busy. Mr. Jing called to Jing Dafu: "Go and help the people in the village. We have people from the shack to help, and we will be very busy after this."

"Bring a few people with you. If anyone is too busy, I'll help you!" Jing Dafu wiped his sweat and hurried away with a few men.

The people at the other end of the shack helped to collect the grain and then helped to remove the tarpaulin to cover the grain.

While working, I thought to myself, this family may not be able to finish all the food in two years.

"Boom!" A thunderous sound approached from afar, and finally exploded above the head, causing the house to tremble.

The wind was howling, and the big trees seemed to be uprooted.

The sky was getting darker and darker. It was still afternoon, but it looked like it would get dark soon.

"This damn weather can change at any time. I haven't seen such weather in the past years!" Aunt Wang scolded with a tearful voice.

"Shut up and stop it!" Wang Lizheng was so angry that he didn't want to curse. Didn't he notice that people from Beishui Village came over to help?

With Third Aunt Wang's character, it would not be an exaggeration to sit on the edge of a field, drink tea and watch her laugh.

After the Jing family finished packing the food, they were busy leading all the animals to the barn.

Uncle Tiesheng and others set up a long ladder and checked the leaking areas of the livestock sheds one by one. The people could make do with it, but nothing happened to the animals.

Huan Yuan, Zhu Xiucai and their children were grabbing paper from the paper mill.

To them, this is something more precious than food.

Aunt An and others were busy covering up the pile of firewood.

The raindrops became heavier and heavier, and slowly turned into a downpour, flowing down the eaves like small waterfalls.

Mr. Jing said with a sad face: "I don't know how long this rain will last. What if it rains for a few more days and the food becomes moldy?"

"No, we won't even be able to save the seeds by then!" Old Mrs. Fan pulled the corn leaves toward the base of the wall and looked at the rain with worry.

Jingli thought to herself that if the rain didn't stop, she would collect some grain and put it in the space to plant seeds.

Amid the violent storm, Aunt Wang and her family were still busy harvesting. Even if the water flooded, they had to harvest first. Food was the lifeblood of farmers.

Third Aunt Wang was crying as she dragged rice from the water to the bank. The fields in Lao Beishan were not far from the river. During droughts, there was no shortage of water for irrigation, but once heavy rains came, they would also flood very quickly.

Wang Lizheng's eyes were blinded by the rain, and he cursed at the top of his lungs: "You are crying! Move home quickly!"

The daughters-in-law of Wang Lizheng's family were full of resentment. They had asked her to take it in a few days ago, but they refused to take it. Now they realized that it was useless to cry and fight, which made them have to help in such a heavy rain.

"Dad, why don't you wait until the rain stops before harvesting? Summer rain comes and goes quickly, and it might stop soon!" Wang Lizheng's daughter-in-law said to her father-in-law.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and collect it!" Wang Lizheng roared and dragged him up. The Jing family members were all helping, so how could his own family hold him back?
As expected, the rain came and went quickly, and it stopped at dusk.

"Rainbow! Rainbow!" The children laughed, the sun showed its last smile, and a colorful rainbow appeared on the horizon.

Third Aunt Wang cried with joy: "God, you have finally stopped. Now we are saved!"

But before she could finish her joy, the sky began to darken again, like a black cloud quickly sweeping over.

(End of this chapter)