Li Dahua returned to the house and counted the money that Song Baoxuan took out just now, and there were eight yuan and five yuan.

"Ouch, there are eight yuan and five here, what do you want to buy, Xiaobao, my mother will buy it for you"

"Mother, I don't lack anything, this is for you to spend"

Song Baoxuan took out the money and wanted to give it to Li Dahua and Song Rongchang, and it was useless for her to take it.

At night, Song Baoxuan had a dream, she usually doesn't dream, but tonight she had a dream.

And she knew very well that she was dreaming, and the next day she woke up and went out to look at the sky thoughtfully.

If last night's dream came true, there would be a heavy rain today.

Now in the autumn harvest, there is a lot of millet in the drying field every day, if it is really as sudden as in a dream, the dried millet is afraid that it will be too late to take back.

The village will hurry up to dry the recovered millet every day, and if the grain is not dried, it will be suffocated, and it will be a big loss.

Now that the sun had just come out in the morning, and the village had already dried the grain, Song Baoxuan didn't know if her dream was real.

Song Rongchang had already gone out, and Li Dahua was also going out, so Song Baoxuan walked over and asked Li Dahua.

"Mother, did you say it would rain today?"

Li Dahua looked at the sky, and there was not a single dark cloud.

"No, the sky was full of stars last night, and now there are not even dark clouds, it won't rain, the sun must be very good today to dry the grain"

"But last night I dreamed that it was raining today"

"Dreams are all reversed, my mother goes out, if you go out, you wear a hat, this day is dry"

“… Good"

Li Dahua didn't take Song Baoxuan's words to heart, they have been eating with God's face all these years, and they can probably see whether the weather is good or not.

But as the time approached noon, Song Baoxuan became more anxious, and she thought about wearing a hat and going to the barn.

A large area of millet was dried in the drying field, and from time to time someone turned it over with a harrow to make the millet more even.

There are also people who sweep the grain around with a broom made of bamboo strips, so that the leaves mixed in can be swept out.

There are also some millets that are dried in other places, but the most millet is dried in the grain drying field, and this is a place dedicated to drying things.

Aunt Li, who bought fish with Song Baoxuan last time, saw Song Baoxuan and said.

"Ah, Baoxuan girl, why are you here?"

"Aunt Li, can you harvest this grain?"

"It's not enough, it's estimated that the sun will go down, and you should go home quickly on this hot day."

“… Oh, I think it's going to rain this day..."

Song Baoxuan was interrupted before she could finish speaking.

"It won't rain, you doll knows how God doesn't rain, in my opinion, the sun is big all day today"

Aunt Li thought that Song Baoxuan was fooling around, so she asked her to hurry home, and then continued to turn the grain.

Song Baoxuan's heart became more and more anxious, she felt that the heavy rain was coming, she turned around and pulled Aunt Li to ask.

"Auntie, where is my father?"

"Village Chief, I just saw him in the barnyard, look carefully"

Song Baoxuan saw a figure in the distance, it seemed to be Song Rongchang, it was too far away to see clearly, she wasn't sure if it was or not.

Song Rongchang looked up and saw his daughter running towards him.

"Be careful, don't fall on your heels"

Song Baoxuan said anxiously.

"Daddy... Daddy, it's going to rain, harvest the grain"

Song Rongchang was a little confused, where did the rain come from this day?

"It's not raining, girl, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, believe me, it's really going to rain, let them harvest the grain, otherwise it's too late to wait, it's going to rain a lot"

The people around laughed when they heard Song Baoxuan's words, this doll is afraid that she is sleeping, the sun is so big, where does the rain come from!

"Baoxuan, don't make trouble, let's all see if there is no rain, just say that there is rain"

"Isn't it, you girl doll knows this?"

"Village Chief, your daughter is quite good at joking."

Song Baoxuan No matter what they said, she was now very sure that it would rain heavily, and so much grain would really be wasted if she didn't harvest it.

If so much grain dried today is gone, the people in the village will probably not be able to eat enough.