There was a bright moon hanging high in the night, but in the second half of the night, thunder roared, and then it rained.

Dong Shulan woke up early in the morning, heard the sound of rain outside, and lay back in bed.

I'm so tired these days, I think that the rain won't stop for a while, so I'll sleep a little longer.

Obviously very sleepy, but it is difficult to sleep when tossing and turning in bed.

She finally got up, combed her hair roughly in front of the bronze mirror, opened the door, and a moist air came to her face, with the dry smell of earth and the fragrance of the big banyan tree in the courtyard.

She leaned against the fence, looked at the pouring rainstorm, watched the water vapor stirred up by the rainstorm drifting like mist, and suddenly remembered the second generation of Fu who he attached great importance to.

Now it is the second day of August, and the rice is almost ripe.

She had been to that rice field, and that rice field grew very well under the careful care of Wang Er and Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang said that this is the second generation of Fu that the young master said.

Dong Shulan didn't understand, Wang Er pulled a rice ear from the field next door, and compared the two, Dong Shulan understood - the rice ear of the second generation of Fu was obviously longer, bigger and fuller than the other.

Wang Er's face was filled with strong excitement, he said that next year, next year, the seeds of the second generation of Fu will be able to be fully planted in Xishan, and the young master means that from now on, all the granges in Xishan will only do this one thing - breeding!

Next year will be the third generation of Fu, and these seeds will be planted in the north and south of the Yu Dynasty in the future, and from then on, the grain yield will be at least twice as high as before!

Dong Shulan leaned against the fence and looked at the smoke and rain and smiled.

It seems that Fu Xiaoguan is by his side.

He's an amazing man!

He's my man!

The smile on her face slowly retracted, my man, where are you?

Fu Erdai is about to have a bumper harvest when he sees it, but don't be damaged by this rainstorm, since you are not here, I will go and see.

She turned around and went downstairs, put on her cloak and cloak in the room on the first floor, and she walked into the rain, startling Chunxiu to hurriedly follow out.

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Dong Shulan and Chunxiu crossed the Baishui River one after the other, and came to the edge of the field, and saw Wang Er and Wang Qiang busy with something at the edge of the field at the moment.

They walked over, Wang Er turned his head to look, startled, and hurriedly said: "Young grandmother, go back quickly, this rain is too big, don't catch the cold, don't worry, here is our father and son guarding, there will be no problem." ”

Dong Shulan smiled: "I'm not as noble as you think, what the young master can do, I can also do ......."

She glanced at the field, "Now the young master hasn't come back yet, this is his hard work, I'm not worried, I just want to come and take a look...... What are you digging up this ridge for? ”

Wang Er picked up the sweat towel and wiped the rain on his face, and said, "Grandma Hui, this rain will not stop for a while and a half, you have to release the water in this field, otherwise it will be troublesome if this rice is poured into the water." ”

"Oh......" Dong Shulan nodded thoughtfully, then she took off her shoes and pulled up her trousers, Chunxiu hurriedly pulled her back, "Young grandma, no!" ”

"It's okay, I've said it, I can do what he can do, it's just not as good as him."

Chunxiu and Wang Er Wang Qiang looked at it in a daze, and saw the young grandmother going to the field barefoot.

She lifted up the rice that had been knocked down by the rain one by one, and although her movements were clumsy, she did it very patiently.

Chunxiu's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

She also took off her shoes and socks, went down to the field, and silently did the same thing as the young grandmother.

Dong Shulan: This is the first time in her life that she has gone to the field.

She was at peace and felt that this was what she should do, because she thought that he had come down to the field in the same way in the storm last year.

He said that there is no distinction between high and low, and he said that these farmers are the food and clothing parents of the people in this world.

He was right, it was simple peasants like Wang Er and Wang Qiang who raised thousands of people in the Great Yu Dynasty.

She buried herself in her work, but she did not notice that there were many peasants in the fields.

Almost all of them are from this Wangjia Village, they have received the favor of the young master, and now the young grandmother actually came to wait for this field in this rainstorm, which is a resounding slap in the face to them!

This field is the meat of the young master's heart, and the hope of Xishan actually came later than the young grandmother - where is this worthy of the young master!

There were not many fallen paddies, and when Dong Shulan felt that her waist was a little sore, she straightened up, only to find that there were more than ten farmers in this rice field.

Wang Er glanced at Chunxiu, and Chunxiu helped Dong Shulan and said, "Young grandmother, look, this work is completed, go up." ”

"Hmm."

When Dong Shulan walked towards the ridge, two more people came in the rainstorm.

They are not the villagers of this Wangjia Village, one of them is actually Yan Xiwen, the county magistrate of Yao County!

At this moment, Yan Xiwen was standing on the edge of the field, he looked at the somewhat familiar figure in the rainstorm in amazement, wiped his eyes in disbelief, Dong Shulan just looked up, so he saw the still stunning face under the hat!

Dong Shulan was a little surprised, she didn't expect Yan Xiwen to come, and originally planned to go to Yao County to meet him in two days.

She smiled and went up to the ridge, "What's the matter?" It's not windy, could it be that this rainstorm has brought the Yanda County Order to this place? ”

Yan Xiwen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "This is the husband and wife?" ”

"Don't say it, it's true."

She came to a small pond at the edge of the field and washed her feet, so she put on her shoes and socks, turned to Wang Er and said, "I'll leave it to you here." ”

Wang Er hurriedly replied: "Young grandmother, don't say that, these are our duties." ”

"I have a friend from afar, I'll go back first, if there is anything difficult, remember to come to the other courtyard and tell me something."

Dong Shulan walked in front, Yan Xiwen followed, and behind Yan Xiwen was an old man, who was the housekeeper and staff officer he gave him at home when he took office last year.

Yan Xiwen looked at Dong Shulan's back and thought a lot, this stunning talented woman in Jinling should have been like a canary in the cage, but she was led astray by Fu Xiaoguan. She actually went to the field to do farm work, if she talked about this matter with those gentlemen and students who were higher than the sky in Beijing, they would definitely not believe it.

I have been tortured for nearly a year, and this is because the water in officialdom is too muddy, and because I want to make some achievements.

But Dong Shulan Shimoda ......

Aren't you putting on a show?

But Dong Shulan's calm appearance is not like it, could it be that she also wants to be a landlord's wife like Fu Xiaoguan?