Chapter 0091 The Good Times Don't Last Long

For more than 20 days there was no sign of rain, the water level in the river had dropped, the ponds were drying up, and many fields were filled with cracks several inches wide.

If it continues to be exposed to the sun for ten or eight days, then this year's harvest is really unimaginable.

However, a total of five cows were slaughtered in the village, and almost everyone ate beef and burned dozens of catties of sandalwood, so everyone felt that the Bodhisattva's refusal to rain must be because of insincerity.

"This cow shouldn't be eaten!"

"God blames you."

"Don't worry, let's carry the Bodhisattva outside for a few days, and see if she can bear it?"

"Everyone was hungry for two days, and they all came to ask for a few sticks and kowtowed hundreds of heads. Maybe the Bodhisattva saw it and came back in a circle to rain, don't you remember the great drought a few years ago?"

"Old Five, you go and call some children to come and mobilize from house to house."

Soon, Shen Kan invited the men of the entire village, Master Gu personally led the team in front, and the villagers held Wanmin umbrellas, carried the statue of the Bodhisattva, beat gongs and drums from the entrance of the village, walked to the county seat, and then came back after four or five circles.

Along the way, I met more than a dozen rain prayer teams from various villages......

The sun was still like a blazing fire, and the sun was unbearable, but the rain did not come down at all.

That night, the people in the village gathered around the teahouse, and Shen Kan heard someone shouting: "Damn, the Bodhisattva was carried away by Shengze Town."

Zhou Lian sighed to Mr. Qianzhai: "Sir, everywhere is busy carrying the Bodhisattva for rain, what if the Bodhisattva can't take care of our Jinxi?"

"Alas!" Mr. Qianzhai kept his mind silent, and just sighed silently.

Wu Song and Wang Pu licked their lips subconsciously, even though the field had nothing to do with them, they were also waiting anxiously.

"Is it raining heavily in Shengze?" Shen Kan suddenly asked.

"Not small."

Shen Jiaji noticed a hint of joy on Shen Kan's face, and asked, "What?"

"The rain will come, the rain will come." Shen Kan looked very happy.

"How?" Shen Jiaji asked again.

The people around looked over one after another, and Shen Kan explained with a smile: "If it's in the north, I don't dare to pack tickets, but in the south, it's raining heavily nearby, then it should be fast in other places, unless there is rare weather."

"What if you don't?" Wang Pu said.

Shen Kan said: "Then everyone will work together to carry it."

"The fifth is right." Shen Jiaji, who was skeptical in his heart, raised his voice, "If there is a big drought, our Shenjia Village is not afraid, don't you say?"

"Yes!" The big guys echoed.

In this way, everyone lost their sleepiness that night, and waited for the rain together, not because they listened to Shen Kan's prediction, but because they were born and grew up in Si, and everyone knows the climate change in Jiangnan.

In the middle of the night, the wind changed in vain, and the wind blowing from the southeast was whirring. There were no stars in the night sky and no moon, and everyone began to get excited.

"Look, there's a flash over there!"

"No, the east wind is shining in the west, and the rain does not fall!"

"It's the north, not the west."

"Alright, alright, haha! There is a strong wind in the south, a fire door in the north, and rain tonight!"

"Please, God's mercy!"

"Bodhisattva, there has never been a wicked person in our Shenjia Village, you can't pass through the door without entering, right?"

"Not necessarily, we can eat five cows."

"That's what the Bodhisattva ate first."

The big guy was chattering for a while, and people suddenly felt a chill, and at the same time there was a dripping sound on the roof, and every drop of rain seemed to fall on the blooming heart flower.

"Thank God for your grace."

"Thank you Bodhisattva for your compassion."

A boulder that finally weighed down on people's hearts is now melted by the raindrops. Not only that, but the rain gradually became heavier, which was the prelude to the storm!

On the third watch, the rain was too heavy, and the laughing villagers scattered as birds and beasts.

Lightning......

After a day and a night of pouring rain, the water level in the fields was immediately full, the crops were saved, and the leaves that had been rolled up stretched out like maidens untying their belly pockets.

July is the time when the crops are growing, and the rain came at a good time.

But not long after being happy, Shen Kan soon noticed that the people in the village began to have worries written on their faces again, and they had to hold meetings almost every day.

It turned out that because of the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, they were worried that the storm would last for a long time, and this time it was intermittent and the next one was endless. In particular, the rain in the upstream direction was too heavy, and the water level of the canal soared for several days.

At this point, Shen Kan sighed deeply, finally looking forward to the long-lost rain, this is not enough fun, and he has to worry about the flood, the farmers in the past really can't live in peace for a moment.

The government has sent many people to patrol the embankment day and night, and Shen Kan also went to see the Yangtze River, and the waves rolled down the river in horror, the first wave just went down, and the back one surged up.

Seeing that the water level in the river was gradually almost level with the embankment, everyone was anxious.

The sound of gongs and drums resounded through Shenjia Village and other large and small Suzhou villages and towns, and the people in charge were hoarsely urging people to prepare for floods, and groups of farmers carried hoes, sacks and other tools and ran to the embankment.

"Everyone has to go, and don't forget the pain of flooding every household back then."

"The women in the family are not allowed to hide, mother's, this year's flood is too scary, if this is broken, no one will want to live."

Even Shen Han, who was over seventy years old, was helped out by his son and said loudly: "All go to the berm, all go to the berm!"

"Old man Shen is here, if there is anyone in the family who doesn't come out to go up the embankment, drag it out and kill him immediately!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Throughout the night, torches and lanterns were placed on various embankments like long snakes, and Shen Kan mixed in the crowd desperately driving piles and filling in sand and gravel.

During the day, people are still working hard to strengthen the embankment, and from time to time officials on horseback and soldiers patrol back and forth to prevent the people from disturbing and commotion, or lawbreakers taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

But everywhere they went, they were secretly cursed......

"These powerful dog officials know how to play prestige, and they bully us on weekdays, and there is no good thing."

"Phew! You dogs who eat and wait to die, one day Lao Tzu ......"

Even Shen Kan scolded the bastard, women and children are all on it, and they can't sleep all night, but these big men only know how to maintain law and order.

As soon as the officers and soldiers passed, everyone gritted their teeth and cursed, you can't beat the Japanese Tartars, and you don't stretch out your hand in the face of natural disasters, what's the use of raising you?

The water was still rising vigorously, and Shen Kan was really scared at this time.

How terrible the flood is, since the Chinese heritage, the story of Dayu's water control has been passed down from generation to generation, and how many lives have been taken by the ruthless flood for thousands of years?

Now people are as terrible as it is, and the fire in their eyes is as fierce as it is.

At the moment of the torrent, Shen Kan experienced a huge sense of insignificance and powerlessness.

"The rain stops, as long as the water doesn't come down upstream."

"We have Dongting Lake, it should be fine."

At this time, people can only comfort each other, and the tools in their hands are still waving.

On a piece of high ground in the distance, a series of temporary shacks were set up, and in one of the forbidden areas, some female dependents from large families gathered to help boil water and cook rice, and do some logistics work within their ability.

Of course, in fact, there is no need for them to come here, and the wives and ladies of other villages may have already moved to a safe place with the house deed, title deed, gold and silver. But not in Shenjia Village, not only because the leaders of the Shen family, the Gu family and the Zhou family are there, but in fact, some nearby villages are also like this.

In addition to not wanting to be poked in the backbone by the villagers afterwards, in fact, the monk can't run away from the temple, the He Governor's Mansion has already issued a death order, if the officials and officers escape, they will be killed directly on the spot, not to mention the landlords and squires in the village?

Anyway, if someone takes the lead in running away at this time, the consequences are really unimaginable.

Shen Peiwei, Wu Zixian, Wang Chunfang and other girls are here, their hands that don't touch the spring water on weekdays are wrinkled and soaked because of continuous washing, their beautiful faces are no longer clean, and their clothes are dirty, but no one has the slightest complaint.

Not all the girls in other people's families have such a high consciousness as them, people are coming, they don't do anything all day long, and they are full of complaints.

There's no way to do that, staying here can at least ensure that people's lives are safe.

Several sisters have been looking at their respective brothers, and the same scholar who should have been a high-spirited scholar who was supposed to be a high-spirited writer has long been tired to the point of becoming a mud monkey who is about to collapse.

Similarly, there is also a group of Sven scholars, who are condescendingly directing the mud legs to work.

Wu Zixian felt sorry for her younger brother and said, "Hongyu, you go and call the young masters to come over, even if you only rest for a while and drink some hot water."

"Yes." Ruby immediately walked over.