Koi adopted daughter jumps over the farm gate

When Laobai's embroidery workshop was in full swing, the annual Nanguan Town Lotus Festival came again.

But this year's Lotus Festival seems to be quite lonely, because of the drought that lasted for more than half a year, the water in the river ditches almost bottomed out.

The Huai River is no exception. The water level is so transpired that it can hardly support a boat, and more than half of the [-]-acre lotus in the river has withered and died.

"Young Master, if it doesn't rain again today, it's time to talk again." He Shun looked up at the sky, the scorching sun was shining brightly, and there was no wind in the air, he sighed.

Ah Zhen stood in the corridor with her hands behind her back.

He knew that what He Shun meant was not really lamenting the drought in the land under the jurisdiction of Huai City, but worrying about the unfavorable rumors about him.

Now there is an undercurrent in the court, rumors that he is unknown, that his arrival has caused a severe drought in Nanguan Mountain.

Lenovo said that when he passed by Nanguan Mountain in the winter when he was four years old, the weather plummeted and he encountered a once-in-a-century snowfall.

The rumors that he is unfavorable to Jiangshan are more and more confirmed.

Ah Zhen frowned slightly, as if she had never heard of it, she frowned and said, "What are you talking about. You need to know that it is the common people who suffer from the severe drought."

With bitterness in his heart, He Shun held his breath and said, "Master is kind, the drought will definitely be relieved."

Ah Zhen shook her head and said, "All the counties below Huaicheng, except Yangfeng County, are suffering from disasters. How is the disaster relief situation in each county now?"

He Shun's face relaxed slightly and he said, "The granary has already been opened. Liu Hong is now traveling to various counties for disaster relief. Qingyang County, which was hit hardest by the disaster, has dealt with the county magistrate, and resettled the refugees this morning."

Ah Zhen nodded.

"Master, the drought in Yangfeng County is not so serious thanks to the swallow and millet seeds donated by the Bai family. Alas, but it will not rain, I am afraid that summer plowing will also be affected. If the food supply is cut off this autumn."

He Shun did not continue.

The area around Huaicheng harvests two seasons a year, and when the wheat, oats, and millet are harvested in summer, they can plant another season of corn.

If it doesn't rain all the time, corn can't be sown.

Corn is the staple food in Huaicheng area.

Ah Zhen had never seen victims wandering around, nor had he heard about the problems of refugees caused by disasters. Xie Xiaolian's family was flooded, and he fled for his life all the way. The whole family starved to death, but he survived.

"By the way, why did Zhao Defu seek you this morning?" Ah Zhen changed the subject.

"Old Bai's family plans to open an embroidery workshop in the village, and he wants to buy a share and asked me to borrow money." He Shun said, "I borrowed 20 taels of silver, and the appointment is to pay it back at the end of the year."

Ah Zhen went to Huai City a few days ago, and just came back, this is the first time she heard about the Bai family's embroidery workshop.

"The Bai family's embroidery workshop accepts shares? I also buy one, and ask them if they want it." Ah Zhen said.

He Shun: "."

"Brother Ah Zhen."

Xiao Fuyuan pushed open the door of the mansion, and poked out a little furry head.

"Xiao Yuanbao is here." He Shun put aside the heavy topic of drought and saw a kind smile on Xiao Fuyuan's face.The young master has not been able to eat well or sleep well these few days because of the drought, and the corners of his mouth are bubbling. Having Xiao Fuyuan to speak may ease his emotions.

"Brother Ah Zhen, did you just come back from Huai City?" Xiao Fuyuan asked.

"Yes." Ah Zhen nodded, and ordered He Shun to prepare ice bowls of melon, fruit and milk for Xiao Fuyuan.

He Shun brought the food, Xiao Fuyuan took a big mouthful of the ice bowl of milk, the sweetness and coldness dispelled the heat.

"Brother Ah Zhen, you eat too." Xiao Fuyuan said.

Ah Zhen saw that her food was delicious, so she ate another bowl and then another big bowl of rice.

He Shun was so excited that he almost cried, the young master hadn't eaten like this for several days.

"Sister, I told you last year about lighting the entire river bank for the Lotus Festival. My brother is going to break his promise. This year's severe drought, half of the lotus flowers on the Huai River have died. Can the money for the lighting be used to resettle the refugees?" Ah Zhen asked.

Xiao Fuyuan nodded and said, "My brother is kind, and he has the victims in mind. If my brother still lights the lamp this year, he will be a bad brother."

He Shun felt relieved when he heard Xiao Fuyuan say this.

"I'll make it up for you later." Ah Zhen frowned.

"Brother Ah Zhen, are you worried about the drought?" Xiao Fuyuan asked.

Ah Zhen nodded.

Although Xiao Fuyuan has never seen the victims outside, she heard from the third brother who delivered goods in Huaicheng that the entire Huaicheng was severely drought this year, and except for Yangfeng County, the victims in other counties had almost no harvest.

Many disaster victims flooded into Huaicheng, and now Huaicheng is opening warehouses to release food for disaster relief.

"Brother Ah Zhen, don't worry, the drought will pass soon." Xiao Fuyuan said very seriously.

"How to say?" Ah Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

"It's going to rain soon, and we can farm when it rains." Xiao Fuyuan took a bite of the watermelon and continued, "If the fields can be cultivated, there will be food to eat."

Ah Zhen and He Shun looked up at the sky at the same time, the sun was high above the clouds, there was no wind, and there was no sign of rain.

The two looked at Xiao Fuyuan together.

"Xiao Yuanbao, is what you said true?" He Shun asked in surprise.

Although it is said that Xiao Fuyuan is eloquent, but the rain is not something that you can impress God with just a few words.

It would be great if it really rained. If it doesn’t delay Xia plowing, the pressure of summer plowing and disaster relief will be reduced, and the victims who have survived the drought for the past few months will have a way of life; Rumors of being a disaster star will disappear.

"It's really going to rain." Xiao Fuyuan emphasized again.

Xiao Fuyuan had a conversation with Ah Zhen, and it was reported that Liu Hong had arrived. She knew that Ah Zhen was busy, so she got up and left.

When I came to the door, I met Liu Hong.

Master Liu Hong, who had just been promoted to the magistrate of Huaicheng, did not look happy, but sad.

The whole person is thinner than when he was the county magistrate, and there are several blood blisters on his lips.

There is no way, this year Huaicheng is affected by drought everywhere except Yangfeng County, and he started to rescue the drought as soon as he took office.

Seeing Xiao Fuyuan, Liu Hong's eyes lit up, and he grabbed her in an awkward manner and asked, "Xiao Yuanbao, when do you think it will rain today?"

The confidant subordinates who followed behind were confused.

A few days ago, he went to Qingyang County for disaster relief.The county magistrate of Qingyang County was scolded by him for setting up an altar to pray for rain, saying that the magistrate of Qingyang County did not do practical things but entrusted disaster relief to gods and monsters, pretending to be a parental official.

Why did he grab a little girl and ask about the rain? Could it be possible that the magistrate has lost his mind and gone crazy?
The magistrate of Qingyang's prayer for rain was for the rain god, but the magistrate grabbed a little girl and begged for rain, which is not as good as the magistrate of Qingyang.

Xiao Fuyuan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhifu, it will rain soon."

The prefect's uncle's cry is really sweet.

Liu Hong was so excited that he almost burst into tears. He grabbed Xiao Fuyuan's hand and lost his composure again: "Xiao Yuanbao, is what you said true?"

Xiao Fuyuan took her little hand from Liu Hong's, and said seriously: "I don't know, let's see if it rains in a few days."

"It can rain!"

"It can rain!"

"Great!"

"Great!"

After Xiao Fuyuan left, his confidant subordinates looked up to the sky and muttered to themselves as if they had lost their mind when they saw their boss, Prefect Liu Hong.

It seems that my boss has been suffering from hysteria these days because he can't eat well or sleep well.

"My lord." The subordinate called out cautiously.

Liu Hong came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Xiao Yuanbao said it will rain, so it will definitely rain."

The subordinate looked up at the sky, and the sky was clear without a cloud.

He once again suspected that the prefect had hysteria.