"Shrimp? Going to be in a big drought? ”

Fu Bao, who was lying on the mat, was momentarily stunned.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that since the weather has warmed up, they have indeed not had any serious rain here. She didn't have any special feelings about it.

Wrong!

It seems that during this period of time, in order to not have to stay in the house, she has been looking forward to good weather and can come to the yard to play.

Could it be my pot again?

Fu Bao hurriedly began to pray, praying that God would soon make it rain.

In this era, it depends on the sky for food.

If it doesn't rain all the time, the crops will dry up, and the grass and trees in the mountains will not be able to stand it, and a little spark may cause a big wildfire.

In later generations, the Amazon forest fires, the Australian fires, and the American fires seemed to be caused by too hot weather.

Just thinking about the billowing smoke in the video makes people feel panicked.

Although Fu Bao prayed hard, she was not sure if it would work.

Although she is God's favorite cub, this matter of asking for rain is not a trivial matter.

It's like a child asking their parents to ask for a lollipop, a small toy, not to mention the low value, and you can find a convenience store or supermarket to achieve your wish.

But if you ask your parents for a car or a house, even if your parents have a lot of money, they can't just get them for you from the side of the road.

What's more, your parents may not agree to your request.

In Fu Bao's opinion, she now wants God to rain, which is a relatively big requirement.

Look at this sky, it's as blue as a wash, there is not even a single cloud, if you want to rain a little, where is it so easy?

Still, pray!

Fu Bao prayed intently, and soon fell asleep.

Old Man Xu and Old Lady Xu saw that Fu Bao was asleep, so they didn't talk in the yard, but hugged Fu Bao back to the house.

Lichun quickly went to collect the mat, cleaned it, and sent it back to the house, so that the mat would not be hot from the sun outside.

……

Fu Bao had a dream.

In the dream, she kept running, running under the scorching sun.

The sun was blazing, and she felt dehydrated.

There are constant clouds flying in the sky, and occasionally clouds obscuring the sun.

However, there was no rain.

When Fu Bao woke up from her dream, she was drenched in sweat.

"Good baby, good baby!"

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Obediently, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, my mother is here!"

Old Lady Xu's soft voice appeared clearly in Fu Bao's ears, and Fu Bao's consciousness gradually sobered up.

Yes, she had nightmares!

From a very early age, Fu Bao stopped having nightmares.

As God's favorite cub, she rarely has nightmares. And every nightmare is an omen.

In other words, there is really going to be a big drought this year.

And this drought was not caused by her.

Although glad this is not their own pot.

However, an inevitable drought will eventually come, which makes Fubao unhappy.

In a year of great drought, there is no harvest.

For the people of this era, whether it is a drought or a flood, it is a disaster that makes them despair.

However, in the face of this disaster from God, Fu Bao was also powerless.

She is just God's favorite cub, and the focus is "cub".

In this world, it is God who really controls everything.

……

The sky was still clear, day after day.

The villagers' anti-drought work has started from morning to night.

Even if there is a waterwheel, the scorching weather without a single rain star makes everyone a little irritable, and only a little spark is close to the feeling that it can explode.

Fu Bao prayed when she saw heaven and earth, but every time she prayed for him, she would fall asleep, and then she would dream that she was running under the scorching sun.

After having this dream many times in a row, Fu Bao was already in despair.

It is impossible to pray anymore.

Now in this situation, it can only be a fight with the sky, and its power is infinite.

In order to combat the drought, the villagers began to grow sweet potato seedlings and prepare to plant a large area of sweet potatoes with strong drought resistance. As for the other crops in the field, they have been largely abandoned.

Except for the fields near the Peach Blossom River, the villagers endured heartache and destroyed the crops in the fields and planted sweet potato seedlings instead.

A strong man breaks his wrist!

In order to survive, there is not much to do.

Of course, there are also some people who are clinging to the last luck, longing for a rain from God.

But the truth was destined to disappoint them.

Old Man Xu was already quietly stockpiling grain, and when it was dark and no one was around, he would transport the purchased grain home.

At the same time, Shen Wansheng, the governor of Xiangyi Prefecture, was not idle, and he had already handed over the excerpt that Xiangyi Mansion had suffered from drought. And the official plans for carriage freight and passenger transportation discussed by Mr. Xu with him can only be put on hold for the time being because of this great drought.

In this year of great drought, people may not have enough to eat, how can they still have the ability to raise horses?

……

Sanhe Town, Zhao's Inn.

Zhao Bingzhi did not continue to lie on the bed, but wandered around the backyard.

Many facts have shown that Xiangyi Province is really going to suffer a major drought this year.

"Xiao Wu, you go back to the capital and use all the strength of the Zhao family to transport grain to Xiangyi Mansion."

After walking around the yard a few times, Zhao Bingzhi suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Zhao Rui, who was standing in the shade of a tree.

"Now?! It's such a hot day? ”

Zhao Rui was dumbfounded.

It was really getting hotter and hotter this day, and he was wearing a shirt and shorts, standing in the shade of a tree, all drenched in sweat. On such a hot day, he still went to the capital, this is his life!

"Nonsense!"

"Or, you stay here, and I'll go back to the capital?"

Zhao Bingzhi glared.

Zhao Rui could only admit it.

If his brothers and sisters knew that they were so unfilial, I was afraid that they would be cleaned up without their own master opening their mouths.

"Master, didn't you get involved in these things before?"

"At this time, shouldn't it be the emperor who is kind to the people?"

Zhao Rui looked at his master with some puzzlement.

In previous years, there were droughts and floods in many places in Datang, and his master never asked anyone to do anything. Why is this an exception?

"Xiao Wu, you say, how about your master and I ask the emperor for a knighthood?"

"What?"

As soon as he heard Zhao Bingzhi's words, Zhao Rui jumped up, "Master, don't think about it!" ”

"!"

Zhao Bingzhi smiled, "If you can't think about it, you master and I won't think about it!" ”

"However, this title, your master and I will decide!"

Hearing Zhao Bingzhi's categorical words, Zhao Rui looked desperate and said, "It's over, it's over, Master, you are going to be cocooned and bound yourself!" ”

"Now that you have a knighthood, you are no longer a flat-headed commoner!"

"Let's do business again, but we will be subject to the jurisdiction of the Zongren Mansion!"