The escape system takes me to dig for treasures

"Master, don't worry. Our family is doing well. Look at other families in the village who harvested late. There is still millet in the fields!"

Qian Laishun's wife looked at her husband standing under the eaves, looking unhappily at the cloudy sky and the small puddles on the ground.

"Most of our grain has been dried in the sun. The few bags of grain we have today will probably dry out for a longer time in the next two days when the weather is fine. We harvested it in time and it is not too wet."

Seeing that her husband ignored her words, Qian Laishun's wife walked away a little bored.

Not long after, Qian Laishun put on his raincoat and bamboo hat, and went out without saying hello.

Qian Laishun's wife was cooking in the small hut in the next room. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of him leaving. She chased him out and asked, "What are you doing? It's raining so hard that it's almost time to eat."

Fortunately, he finally answered this time. He stood at the door and turned around to answer, "I'm going to go check out the sweet potato field and I'll be back in a while."

Qian Laishun's wife shook her head helplessly, she couldn't wait until the rain stopped before going!

It's a pity that the rain started suddenly, but it couldn't stop for a while. It continued until the evening, when everyone in the village had had dinner, and then it gradually became lighter.

Mr. Jiang also grew up digging in the fields. Although he no longer farms, he still pays attention to the weather.

I was reading aloud in the main room behind me. Because it was raining outside, it was somewhat covered up and seemed a bit dull.

The next morning, when everyone got up, the rain was pattering outside. Although it was still falling, it wasn't heavy.

This morning, the Jiang family had white porridge. Zhang Sheng's wife fried two side dishes and cut some of Zhao's side dishes. It was very refreshing and just right for serving as porridge.

It rained all night and the weather became cooler.

Life in the Jiang family is quite pleasant, but a small number of people in the village are not in such a good mood because their crops have not yet been confiscated.

They all looked at the sky outside the house sadly, looking forward to when the sun would come out.

If I had known earlier, I would have harvested it earlier. If it were less, it would be less. It would be less lost than being knocked down by the rain now.

The pig farm followed Jiang Li's instructions and killed a pig, then braised the meat and braised pig offal. The braised pig offal was divided into pieces. Each shop could only hold forty or fifty kilograms at most.

Of course, the shop in the north of the city is the one that gets a bigger share, and the other shops only get about ten or twenty kilograms.

There is no way, who let the people in the north of the city be crowded.

Even though there are fewer businessmen coming and going now, due to the previous location, there are still many more residents in the north of the city than in other places.

As expected, one pig was not enough to sell. Before noon, the shopkeepers of each shop sent people to tell them that the quantity of braised pork and vegetables would be doubled tomorrow.

Because they couldn't buy the braised pork, many regular customers asked to reserve it.

The people on the pig farm began to work in full swing.

In the next few days, when the Jiang family had more people, they would kill three pigs, and when they had less people, they would kill one pig.

The rain kept falling until the fifth day, when it finally cleared up a little.

As soon as the sun came out, the people in Yujia Village finally stopped frowning and hurried to the fields, regardless of the mud.

It rained for four or five days and the families who had finished confiscating their food suffered losses of at least half.

At this time, I couldn't care less about being sad and depressed, so I quickly harvested and threshed the rice. Taking advantage of the sun, it was really important to dry it and put it away.

The older children help the adults harvest rice. The younger children, who are four, five or six years old, cannot help much, so they just go to the fields to pick up the millet that has been knocked down by the rain.

When you throw it into the fire and burn it, the rice pops out and it is very fragrant.

Qian Laishun and others also quickly took out the two or three bags of millet and came out to bask in the sun.

As soon as the brothers Song Yuxing and Song Yulin entered the village, they were shocked by the scene of millet drying everywhere.

The two of them came over in a carriage, and even sort of got out of the car to take a look.

However, thinking that he had something else to do, he asked the coachman to drive the carriage to the door of Jiang's house.

When the two came over, Jiang Li and others were busy at the door of Jiang's house.

Qian Laishun arranged for his wife and another woman to dry the millet, and took the other two men to carry the dried millet over to the Jiang family to deliver the favor to Jiang Lei.

When Song Yulin and Song Yuxing came over, they were having sex.

The two of them looked at the novelty, and for a while they accidentally met Jiang Li's eyes. They nodded to Jiang Li and said hello. Only then did they remember that they had come to see Jiang Li for something.

After looking at it for a while, the novelty was over, and then I walked over to Jiang Li.

"Sister Ali, we came here to tell you that there is a fight in Anzhou City."

The two took Jiang Li aside and then told Jiang Li about the matter.

When Jiang Li heard this, he felt relieved at first. There would be no big trouble in Yunzhou City for the time being. Then he remembered that Song Yunting should follow his uncle to put down the rebellion, and he couldn't help but feel slightly agitated.

As if they knew what Jiang Li was thinking, the two brothers comforted each other and said, "Don't worry, I asked my dad. My dad said that my uncle has just entered the military camp and will be protected by his uncle's family. He will be fine."

The two of them just came over to Jiang Li to convey the news, and stopped by to see if there was anyone who needed help. They left quickly.

But before leaving, Song Yuxing handed a letter to Jiang Li, "Auntie, this is what my uncle asked me to give to you. Don't tell my brother, he doesn't know that I skipped class to see my uncle."

His brother had been following him these days, and he didn't even have time to come over to find Jiang Li and give him the letter.

After saying that, Song Yuxing quickly slipped away.

Song Yunting probably wrote this letter when he returned to Yunzhou City to escort criminals.

Jiang Songshu was watching the food outside, and Jiang Li took one look at it and went back to the house with the letter to read.

In the letter, Song Yunting first asked with concern how Jiang Li was doing recently. He learned from Song Yuxing about the dangers she experienced in the mountains.

If she is willing, he can arrange a ship to take their family away from Yunzhou City and resettle them in Jiangzhou.

The letter also contains a person's name and address, or you can directly contact Song Yuxing and ask him to lead the way.

As for Song Yunting himself, he didn't tell much.

Perhaps due to time constraints, the handwriting at the back of the letter was a lot more sloppy, but it still had its own style.

Although he did not follow the path of a civil servant, it can be seen that he was not sloppy in practicing calligraphy.

The letter was not long, but Jiang Li was stunned for a moment while looking at the letter.

"Ali, what are you busy with in the house? The food has been weighed. If there is nothing else to explain, Uncle Laishun and the others will go back first."

Jiang Songshu came in from the outside and opened Jiang Li's door directly.

Jiang Li was startled and quickly tried to put away the letter, but was caught by Jiang Songshu.

"what is this?"