Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao laughed and said, "If you don't wear it, it will be even uglier when you get tanned. Wearing a straw hat will only be ugly for a long time, but tanning will be ugly for a lifetime."

Bai Erlang hesitated, but he was still stubborn, "You talk nonsense, just sunbathe for a long time, how can it be dark? I often go out to play in the sun with my classmates, and it is not very dark."

This is true, but Man Bao scratched his head and looked at his blushing face. Between him and Keke, he still chose to believe Keke.

She remembered very clearly that once she ran out to play and her eyes dizzy from the sun, she thought she had a fever, but Keke said she had heat stroke, and her face was flushed, and she would definitely turn black the next day, And it will get darker.

Sunburn is the second step to face black.

Because she did get a little darker after that, so she kept this conclusion in her heart. Looking at Bai Erlang's red face at this time, she said with certainty, "You will definitely become dark tomorrow, don't believe it."

"Bet what?"

Man Bao blurted out, "Betting on your zodiac sign."

Bai Shanbao glanced at her and knew that she had planned for a long time.

It continued to rain heavily before, and Bai Erlang's brother Bai Dalang had to avoid the village. When he came back, he brought back twelve colorful clay sculptures and twelve zodiac signs, which were vivid and very beautiful.

Not to mention the full treasure, even Bai Shanbao is envious and wants a set.

Bai Erlang stared, "Don't even think about it."

"If I lose, I'll give you my box of strange stones."

Bai Erlang hesitated, entangled.

Bai Erlang likes to collect beautiful stones, but unfortunately, Man Bao and Bai Shanbao also like it.

What's more unfortunate is that Bai Shanbao has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering strange stones, and Man Bao not only has such eyes, she also has a group of nephews and nieces for her to send, basically the most beautiful stones inside and outside Qili Village. All fell into her hands.

Those beautiful stones are really beautiful, and Bai Erlang has also coveted them for a long time.

But he is not very happy to ask him to exchange the same zodiac sign.

He thought about it and said, "Can I bet with you on something else?"

"No, I don't like your other toys now, just like your zodiac sign."

"Then if I don't finish the bet, I'll bet on two, the snake and the rat." These two zodiac signs are the ones he hates the most, because he is afraid of them, "If you lose, you have to give me two good-looking ones. Stone, I have to choose it myself."

Man Bao said: "No, if you want to choose my stone, then I will also choose your zodiac sign. Since you have chosen your own zodiac sign, then I will also choose the stone I bet on."

He must choose the one he doesn't like the most, so she will also put her stones in an order and give him the last two stones.

Bai Erlang knew that he couldn't compete with her, so he thought about it and said, "Okay, but I have to see those two stones first. I think they look good before I bet."

"You come to my house in a moment."

The two agreed, they dragged Bai Shanbao and ran together to chase after the adults in front.

Bai Shanbao glanced at Bai Erlang sympathetically, and felt that he was completely forgetting what to eat and not to fight. He had wagered with Man Bao so many times, which one did he win?

Not even a long lesson.

The county magistrate Fu was standing on a field ridge. He bent down and pulled an ear of rice, touched the empty shell, and then looked at the snail and its large seeds on the rice, and couldn't help sighing, " Why didn't you catch them all?"

This is the field of Zhou Dagu's family, and Dad Dagu's waist is almost bent to the ground, "Sir, almost every field is like this, this field has been washed so hard, and the water is still deep now, our family has a population Limited, we can no longer take care of such fields, and basically we can only choose the best one to re-fertilize and deworm.”

Although Magistrate Fu knew in his heart that his choice was correct, he couldn't help but sigh again and again. This is a field near the river bank. It can be seen that it used to be a good field, but now it has been washed away by water, and the fertilizer and good soil in the field have disappeared. The rice was washed away.

The green rice that should be in pieces is now one in the east and one in the west. Some are rare, but they are also sparse.

In such a situation, let alone waiting for the autumn harvest, he can draw a conclusion even now, even if the weather is good today, the harvest of this former fertile field can be counted in the number of grains to draw a conclusion.

The most important thing is that the most fertile layer of soil was taken away by the flood. From now on, this fertile field has become a thin field. It may take five years or even longer to raise it again.

In the past, Magistrate Fu didn't know about Jiaxuan, but he had been the Magistrate for six years, so he still had some common sense.

The county magistrate Fu sighed, couldn't help sighing again, raised his eyes and glanced at the bleak farmland, turned his head and asked the village chief, "Where are the better farms in the village?"

He felt that he needed to find something happy for himself, otherwise he would really worry to death if he continued to worry.

The village chief pointed in one direction and said, "That piece is a little far from the river bank, and the terrain is a little higher, so the situation is slightly better."

The magistrate Fu went to see it with everyone.

That piece of land is not a field, but dry land. Some of the dry land near the field is grown with wheat, and above it is grown with beans.

But at this time, there was water in the dry fields, and the wheat was sloppy.

The county magistrate Fu and the others were standing in front of the village chief's house. The village chief saw the magistrate's brows furrowed and said quickly: "Three days ago, the opening was opened to release water, but we put water down, and the top is also down. , so it hasn’t been done yet.”

There is still a layer of water in the wheat field, enough to cover the instep.

Unlike rice, wheat is more drought tolerant and is originally grown in dry fields. Having water is not a good thing, because it will flood, just like people.

County magistrate Fu nodded and walked up the terrain. Seeing that the beans on the top were barely okay, he felt a little better.

Going forward along the ridge, turning around, the green wheat seedlings in front of you fluttered with the wind, and when the wind blew, the wheat fields rustled, waving to them layer by layer.

Magistrate Fu was extremely happy. Anyone who had looked at crops that were in bad condition for so long would suddenly be happy when they saw a good piece of crops.

He asked, "Who owns this land?"

Before Lao Zhoutou could answer, Man Bao, who was standing at his feet, raised his hand and said loudly, "My family!"

Seeing her proud face, Magistrate Fu smiled and asked, "How come your wheat grows so well?"

How could Man Bao know about farming?

She immediately turned to look at her father.

Old Zhou lowered his head and glared at her quietly, then bent over and said: "Master Hui, my land is a little higher than other homes, so the flooding is so serious. And it was as early as sixteen days. We were pouring water out before (although it is not very useful, he put water here, and God is still pouring water down there), just after the rainstorm stopped, we opened two more openings to let the water out Hurry up, the sun is out again these days, so it's good to have a light on it."

County magistrate Fu went to squeeze the ears of wheat, his eyes slightly brightened, "Yes, although it is not full, it is much better than rice.

At least you can feel the wheat in it.