Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 328 Hailstorm

King Yi knew a lot about Ding Xuewei, and he didn't seem surprised by her virtuous attitude. After explaining a few more words, the crowd walked towards the wooden house.

"You are more suitable for breeding these crops than anyone else. Save the seeds well and strive for better recovery in the coming year."

Whether it is white waxy, sweet and crisp, black waxy, mixed flowers, feed, every variety of corn is bigger and fuller than in this world.

When you just look at it, you can see the difference in her corn, and because she is the first person to eat crabs and succeed, letting her plant successively is the best and most sure way.

In the feudal world, people at the top of the society would be selfish. Ding Xuewei felt it. For such a high-yield crop, she didn't even dare to think about giving her some breeding.

These words really surprised her.

"Minnv must do her best to do her best."

It's time to inspect the place, it's time to move into the car, and the team is ready to go.

Ding Xuewei felt that he and the future emperor would not have any unnecessary interaction, but he didn't want the sudden hail to stop their departure.

At some point, the dazzling sunlight was covered by clouds, and pea-sized raindrops fell, let alone pea-sized hail particles mixed in the rain, and then the raindrops gradually decreased, and the hail particles gradually became larger.

"Uncle Xia, get someone to help the village build mats!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Ding Xuewei asked Xia Li to call for someone. Old man Ding and the old village chief came forward to greet her while she arranged, while An He went to find the laborers breaking corn.

However, before Xia Li could call anyone, a deadly threat the size of a ping pong ball appeared in the hail particles.

"Damn!"

An ice particle the size of a broad bean is painful to hit, and the size of a ping-pong ball can't even withstand a tiled roof!

Huchi put a wooden basin on his head, and Ding Xue rushed out of the wooden house slightly.

There are not many tile-roofed houses in the village, and those who have tile-roofed houses will find a place to hide when they find that the roof has been smashed. I am afraid that the children will be worried about the fields, so they will come out to help!

Ding Xuewei's worry is unnecessary.

Hail has not been seen in Fengcheng mansion very often, and few adults in the village are lucky enough to see the true face of hail, let alone children.

The first time they saw the pea-sized hail particles, the children were curious, and then they were pleasantly surprised. The ice that can be used without consuming saltpeter, how can it not surprise people!

Without exception, the children squatted under the eaves with buckets and basins to collect them.

They were shocked, then terrified, when larger hailstones the size of ping pong balls fell.

Or it hits a pothole in front of your eyes, or smashes the bamboo seat, or smashes chickens, ducks and rabbits to death, or breaks through the thick straw roof and dissuades the children, etc. When they realized that hailstorms are dangerous and cannot be taken lightly, they had already hid in a corner, tremblingly watching the holes in the roof and the broken seats!
"How did you come?"

The field of the Qiao family was the closest to Ding Xuewei, and the old lady Qiao, who was propping up the mat, didn't have any surprised expression when she saw Ding Xuewei.

"Why did you let her come?" She was very dissatisfied with Zhang Qun who was chasing after her.

Ding Xue didn't care about her numb hands, and didn't have time to pay attention to her unhappiness, so she asked, "Where are the children?"

Mrs. Qiao didn't have time to answer, she dragged the mat subconsciously to bring Ding Xuewei into the table.

"What about Uncle and the others?" Ding Xuewei asked again.

"Your uncle and uncle and the others have gone back." Finally regaining her voice, Mrs. Qiao ordered: "My lord understands the importance, the children are all at home, so you don't have to worry about it!"

Compared with the wooden basin that Ding Xuewei and the two of them were holding up, the stack of more than a dozen mats on her head was more secure, and the hailstones were from small to large, and the first thought of everyone working in the field after reacting was Cover the mat.

For the villagers, the old village head is not at ease. Even if the sun is very strong these days, everyone wears bamboo hats when they go out, and there are bamboo hats for cushioning. Appearing does not mean not appearing.

No, after the two sons and daughter-in-law returned to the village to see the children, the old village head also turned away, leaving Mrs. Qiao standing alone by the field, watching the hard-earned grain crackling down majestically and helplessly. Falling, buried under the whiteness.

Her legs and feet are not good, she can't run fast, and the hail is round and round. In order to avoid hindering her legs, the most important thing she should do is to protect herself and prevent men, sons and daughter-in-law from worrying about the future!
"Go, I'll take you back."

Compared with those in the village, Mrs. Qiao felt that Ding Xuewei's wooden houses were safer. Those wooden houses had log roofs. To penetrate such a thick roof, it would take a large basin of hailstones.

"When the sky falls, adults will support you, Xuewei, the most important thing you should do is to protect yourself." She couldn't help scolding: "If you get hurt, how do you ask me to explain to your grandpa, do you know that, How dare you run out rashly, accidents are easy to happen, if you are really unfortunate enough to be smashed and you don’t notice, your life will be in danger!"

"You too, she didn't try to persuade her when she ran out, just watched her messing around." For Zhang Qun, for the first time, she lost all manners.

The hailstones had been falling for more than ten, twenty, and ten minutes from small to large. When the three of them dragged their thick mats and struggled forward, the hailstones that fell became sparse, and there were fewer and fewer hailstones that could be fatal. When the three walked out 10 meters, the hailstorm stopped completely.

"Grandma Qiao, let's go see everyone."

In fact, Mrs. Qiao was also worried!
The hailstorm stopped, and she had no reason to stop it.

"A few rolls per person." Just in case, the mat must be brought.

Carrying was easier than dragging, and Zhang Qun was responsible for more than a dozen mats by himself, and Ding Xuewei picked up the wooden tub she and Ding Xuewei brought, and he and Mrs. Qiao hugged each other.

"Yaoshou, Yaoshou!"

Along the way, hailstone particles up to [-] centimeters thick not only caused serious damage to the few plump seeds left on the ears, but also caused devastating damage to the whole seedlings. The thick hailstone particles were strong The sporadic leaves and stalks sticking out seem to mock them!

"Grandma Qiao, you go back first."

"Where can I go back!"

Mrs. Qiao wiped away her tears and insisted on stepping out.

The seedlings in the village were destroyed, the remaining peaches on the tree were smashed, and Ding Xuewei’s peppers, beans, pumpkins and other crops also suffered heavy losses. The only thing to be thankful for is that no one in the village was injured. There were also two of them who did not die!
"Clear the hail on the sweet potatoes first." King Yi ordered.

The crops growing on the land are basically finished, and no one knows whether the sweet potatoes that have not yet bear fruit will continue to grow. In this situation, the only thing that can be done is to clean up the sweet potato fields that have begun to bear fruit or are about to mature.

Ding Xue turned around slightly and came back thinking about this too.

While arranging for people to send the injured to the city, she also arranged for people to clear the ice in some sweet potato fields!
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