Xiuse Farmhouse

Chapter 118 God is full
Meizi’s house is not like Wan Wan’s house. The threshold of the walkway has been raised, and there are several drainage holes in the yard. It was because the heavy rain stopped last night that the water in the yard did not continue to rise. water!

The same is true of God, if it doesn't rain, it doesn't rain, it doesn't stop, the first rain in summer makes everyone so miserable.This year's rain will continue to fall like this, it seems that the people will not only suffer from floods but also suffer from famine.

Wanwan gave the sour plum soup to Meizi: "I cooked this myself, I tasted it and it tasted good, you can try it."

Meizi sniffed it, felt sour, then pursed her lips and smiled: "You must be delicious."

"Where, your taste is different now than usual, and what you liked before may not be what you like now."

Meizi's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Hey, do you know about it? You don't know, I don't like the food I used to like at all now, and sometimes it makes me sick to smell it. Baoshan keeps asking me..." Then Imitating Wang Baoshan's nervous look: "You don't like it anymore, didn't you like to eat it before?"

Seeing her bursting out laughing like that, Meizi really became much more cheerful after marrying Wang Baoshan.

"...things that I didn't like before are delicious now."

Wanwan nodded: "Yes, you have a special taste at this time." Then he pursed his lips to smile: "In other words, it is difficult to serve."

Meizi immediately pouted, unconvinced, and pointed to her belly: "It's not me who picks, but he picks."

A pregnant woman’s mood is changeable and unstable, and her various senses are more amplified than usual. For example, she will be more emotional than usual when she sees sad things.It's also understandable to act coquettishly and naughty.

The two women were chatting and laughing in the room. Wang Baoshan came in once to have a look and saw Meizi and Wanwan talking with smiles on their faces.My heart suddenly relaxed a lot.Meizi is sick, can't eat well, his stomach is churning like boiling water every day, and he has no energy. He feels distressed when he looks at it, but he can't help him. Now that Meizi is in a good mood, his mood will naturally improve Not a lot.

I said a few words to Wanwan, telling her to come over when she was free, and then went out again.

Wanwan glanced outside and asked Meizi, "Are you going to drain the water like this?"

Meizi nodded helplessly, with regret in her tone: "We were a little moved when we saw your house being reorganized like that, but we didn't do it because of some hesitation. Now it's better, it's like this. Yesterday the house was full of water Baoshan took the basin and poured it out bit by bit..."

She can guess it without saying anything, probably not only their family did this!
When women talk, they always say what they think of, all over the world.As he talked, he talked about Xiangxiu who had just returned to the village.Meizi had never seen Xiangxiu before, but she heard her mother-in-law mentioned it, so she hurriedly asked Wanwan: "I heard that she is wearing that kind of high-quality clothes?"

Wanwan smiled, what are rumors, that is, they become different when they are passed around.

"It's not a good material. I just saw her when she came back. The clothes must be much better than ours, but they are still not as good as those of those rich families. The colors and patterns on them are quite beautiful and delicate. The blue It's like the sky, green like emerald, it looks really good-looking, and anyone who wears that kind of clothes is also pretty."

Meizi couldn't help but enviously said: "Wow, it's really so good-looking? Let's not expect to wear colorful clothes in this life."

Wanwan smiled and said: "How long have you lived in this life? After the child is born, earn money hard, how much can the clothes cost, and they are made of gold. Good days are yet to come."

Meizi felt the same when she heard it, full of longing, she gently touched her belly and whispered softly: "Son, be obedient and don't bother your mother, and later mother will buy you flower clothes to wear..."

Looking at Meizi's happy face, Wanwan couldn't help feeling envious.Thinking about myself carefully, it has been half a year since Baishou had her own house, and her belly hasn't moved yet. It is said that her menstrual events are very accurate every month, so I don't know what the problem is?Thinking of Baishou's appearance when he felt sorry for her, he would be very happy if he had a child, and wondered when he would go to see a doctor.

After sitting at Meizi's house for a while, she went home. Meizi and his mother-in-law insisted on keeping her for dinner, but she refused with a smile.

Back home, Baishou and Laisheng haven't come back yet, but there are two baskets of pigweed under the eaves. It seems that the two should have come back and gone out.She washed the rice and prepared to cook porridge for noon. They hadn't touched the rice for several days, and they fried a few pancakes to fill their stomachs.

While she was busy with her work, she heard someone calling her in the yard, and walked out of the kitchen in a curved manner, stunned for a moment.

Yo, this woman's umbrella is quite pretty.

Xiangxiu was wearing a linen coat and stood at the gate of the courtyard with an oiled paper umbrella in her hand.

This is the oldest piece of clothing that Wanwan has seen her wear, but it does not conceal her charming style.Because those eyes are full of seductive temptation no matter how you look at them.She can only lament in her heart the wonder of creating a human being, a small detail can change a person's temperament.

Smiling and inviting her into the house, Xiangxiu smiled at her embarrassedly, Daoming why she came: "I'm really sorry to bother you every time, because it has been raining for the past few days, so I can't go to the market, and there was no rice at home yesterday." So, if it’s convenient for you, can you borrow some from me? When the weather is fine, I’ll go to the market to buy it and I’ll pay you back.”

It turned out to be because of this, but she was very curious. There was someone behind Meizi's house, and then there was Li Dazhi's house. Why did she prefer to come to her house to borrow things?Could it be because she and Baishou are easy to talk to?

Wanwan didn't think much about it, it didn't matter how much the family helped the neighbors, and said: "I'm sorry, we don't have much rice at home, we have been eating cakes for the past few days, and we haven't touched a single rice, today It’s really not possible, so I used the last bit to cook porridge.”

Hearing this, Xiangxiu immediately showed disappointment.

She didn't expect the rain to last for such a long time, and there was nothing left to eat at home, and there was not much left of the dry food they ate all day yesterday.

At this moment, he listened again and said, "But there is still some flour at home, if you don't mind, take some back and eat."

Xiangxiu immediately showed joy, and hurriedly said: "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, thank you so much."

Then Wan Wan went back to the house to mix some flour for her, and put it in the cloth bag she had prepared earlier.Fortunately, they bought a lot of flour.In the afternoon, Baishouben was going to go to the market.

Xiangxiu was very happy with the flour, thanked her and hurried back.

When Baishou and Laisheng came back, the meal was ready and the pancakes were ready. Although it rained a little today, they had to keep bowing their backs while cutting the pigweed, and their backs were still wet. Luckily, Wanwan was ready early. I ordered ginger soup, and one person made a big bowl.During the meal, Wanwan told Baishou what he saw when he went to Meizi's house, and he was glad that his own family suffered seedlings in the backyard.

But Baishou talked about what he saw along the way: "...Fortunately, the heavy rain stopped last night, otherwise the water in the river in the village would have risen ashore... You said the situation is better for our family, every family in the village They are all flooded with water...the most worrying thing is the crops in the fields, the rice fields are full of water, if this continues, the water will flood the rice sooner or later, and then this year will really be over..."

What Baishou said is what everyone is worried about now. What the peasants are looking forward to is that the fields can have a good harvest, but now this situation is worrying everyone.

After finishing lunch a few times, Baishou didn't stop for a moment, and the bullock cart was useless. He was afraid that the muddy road would sink the wheels, so he simply walked to the market.When the weather cleared up a little, people buying rice and noodles at the market were overcrowded, and the price was raised. He also met many acquaintances in the village, and they rushed home without stopping to buy what they needed.

And some people in the village went to the market in the morning to buy what they needed. Now that there is nothing wrong, everyone went to the fields to check.It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but the worry on your face is even heavier when you look at it.

The water in the field is deeper than when the seedlings were cultivated, and can reach the calf.In the past, everyone hoped that God would give some rain, but they didn't know that God was too generous, and the rice was almost flooded if he kept giving it.

Some of the fields near the river are okay, and the water can be drained immediately by digging a gap, but the fields in the middle are miserable, especially for those near the back, where can the water drain?
Yang Yizhi walked around all the fields in the village, frowning all the way, and the dry smoke in his mouth never stopped.Hearing the worried voices of everyone standing in the field, his brows were tightly knit into a Sichuan character, several mosquitoes could be crushed to death.As the head of a village, he has the responsibility and obligation to lead everyone through this difficult time.

Ge Shan is an expert in growing crops in the village, and his family grows a lot of crops, and he earns some income every year from this. Now, the fields are full of water, and what a waste!In the days to come, you can only drink northwest wind.

He was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat standing on the ridge of his field, his face was darker than God, and he spat hard aside.

Damn, he doesn't want to drink the northwest wind.

Looking at the rain in the field, he felt a little weak again, what about chores?Is it possible to pick out the water from the field with a bucket with the mother-in-law like at home.

What year and month should this be picked?Besides, the sky keeps raining, maybe when you pick half of them, it will send you a downpour, and all your efforts will be in vain.

Listening to the conversation of the two people next to him, he was even more annoyed, and his face stretched into a long face.

He turned around and left, and after two steps, someone hurriedly called him: "Brother Ge Shan, brother Ge Shan..."

Ge Shan stopped and looked back at him.

"Look, it's been raining all the time, and the fields are like this, what's the matter?" the man said worriedly.The person standing next to him also had a sad face.

Ge Shan's eyebrows twitched: "Miscellaneous? Cold salad."

The man stopped him again: "Brother Ge Shan, let me tell you the truth, let's live on this little stuff. If the harvest is gone, will we have a messy life in the future?"

Especially those who have no other income, as long as the harvest is gone, it can be said that there will be a real famine.

"You think I don't know, my own field is still full of water." Ge Shan said angrily.

"You are an expert in growing crops in our village, you have to find a way?" The man looked at him and hoped that he could find a way.

The other person also looked at him expectantly: "That's right, Brother Ge Shan, the whole village depends on you."

Ge Shan raised his eyebrows, rubbed his hands on his waist, and squinted at the dark cloud-covered sky: "Aren't I the Jade Emperor who can control it?"

Scanning the dense raindrops on the water, raised his head, and stared: "My God?"

　Next week there will be a push on the last page of the reading page. I will type two more words. I hope to post a chapter at noon tomorrow, and pay off the debt at night and add another chapter. . .Amitabha, it would be nice to have a thought typewriter in the world, what to think, it appears on the computer by itself, that would be great... I continue to dream...

　　
　
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