Winter goes to spring, and in March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

The wind in March seems to be extraordinarily gentle, and the project of Fushougou is about to come to an end.

Su Zhiyuan rarely had free time today, standing in the courtyard and enjoying the scenery.

"Xianggong, be careful of catching a cold," Banxia whispered from behind, putting on a cloak for Su Zhiyuan, "Although it is early spring, the weather is still cold." ”

Su Zhiyuan shook Banxia's hand and half-hugged her into his arms: "The winter in Qianzhou is so cold!" Spring is finally here. ”

"Daddy, Daddy." Xuan Li waved his little hands and ran from a distance wearing tiger head shoes.

Mama Su gasped and chased after her: "Young master, slow down, don't fall." ”

Xuan Li ignored it for a while, and the small cannonball rushed into Su Zhiyuan's arms.

Even if he was ready, Su Zhiyuan still staggered a few steps to stabilize his body, picked up Xuan Li, and slapped his palm on its buttocks.

Xuan Li pouted, pitiful: "Why did Daddy beat Xuan Li?" ”

Su Zhiyuan looked serious: "Frizzy, what kind of system!" ”

Xuan Li fluttered down: "Daddy is bad." ”

Su Zhiyuan looked at him lightly: "Have you done your homework?" ”

Xuan Li: "......"

Since his third birthday, Su Zhiyuan invited his master to come to the house to teach Xuan Li, and in his free time, he would personally guide him in his homework.

Xuan Li blinked his innocent big eyes: "Daddy, what about my sister?" ”

Su Zhiyuan looked at him quietly and did not speak.

Xuan Li turned his head and winked at his mother: Mother, help~

Banxia pretended not to see.

"Go to the study and finish the homework assigned by Mr. first," Su Zhiyuan looked at Xuan Li, "In addition, there are five more big characters today." ”

Xuan Li's eyebrows drooped suddenly, and he walked back dejectedly: "Got it, Daddy." ”

Fortunately, Mrs. Tongzhi is not here, otherwise she would definitely feel distressed when she saw Xuan Li's pitiful appearance.

Speaking of Mrs. Tongzhi, there is another happy event: Mrs. Tongzhi is pregnant!

A few days ago, when Mrs. Tongzhi Xu came to the Zhizhou Mansion to see the two little guys, she suddenly felt nauseous and nauseated.

Banxia hurriedly invited the doctor to come over to check the pulse, and learned that Mrs. Tongzhi was half a month pregnant, and she was surprised and delighted.

Mrs. Tongzhi was even more happy to shed tears, originally she didn't have hope and wanted to give up, but she didn't expect God to give her such a big surprise. Whether it is a boy or a girl, she is satisfied to have a child of her own, which is a treasure given to her by God.

Mrs. Tongzhi gently stroked her stomach with a loving gaze.

Banxia stepped forward and sat next to her: "Congratulations to Aunt Xu, you have to taste what you want." ”

Mrs. Tongzhi held her hand: "At the beginning, the girl kept talking about asking for a little doll, and this time she really read a doll to her." I am also blessed by you, and I have stayed with you and Xuanli and Nianchu for a long time, and I have also had the blessing of my children! Adults must be happy to know about it. ”

"Lord Xu is happy, Aunt Xu has it, and she is good to be raised at home, the first three months of the fetus is unstable, plus ......" Banxia paused.

Mrs. Tongzhi understood the meaning of Banxia's words: "This child is what I and adults have been looking forward to for a long time, even if I know that this baby is very dangerous, I will still do my best to let him come to the world safely." ”

"Aunt Xu is resting, I'll go to see my aunt when I have time."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Because Mrs. Tongzhi's pregnancy was too short, but it was only half a month, it was not announced to the public, and she was relieved to raise the baby at home.

In the evening, the sky began to darken, and the layers of dark clouds were intertwined, and the thick ink was about to drip ink, and the wind pressed the grass to bend over, and the leaves on the branches were blown "rustling".

Su Zhiyuan got up, put on his coat and went out of the room, Banxia casually, put on a cloak and followed closely: "Xianggong, look at this day, I'm afraid it's ......"

"What should come will always come," Su Zhiyuan said, "Fushougou will be completed in May, but it has almost been built now, even if it rains for many days, it will not be the same as before, a large area of flooding." ”

"I believe in Xianggong."

"It's cold outside the house," Su Zhiyuan took Banxia's hand and said, "Go back to the room." ”

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, but in a few moments, it began to rain heavily, and the raindrops hit the ground heavily.

On the street, many households turned on their lights, and everyone skillfully put away the things in the yard and hid in the house with a sad face.

The sound of "bang-la-la" resounded through the sky, and everyone's hearts seemed to be poured with a basin of cold and biting water.

The nightmare of Qianzhou began again, and according to this trend and past practice, the rain could not be stopped for four or five days.

By dawn the next day, water would flood into the house.

Everyone is sighing in their hearts: when will this day be the end.

As for the Fushougou built by Su Zhiyuan, no one cares about it, or most people dare not hold out hope.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The beggars in the ruined temple trembled and hid as high as they could.

Time passed little by little, it was bright outside, and what everyone expected did not happen.

A few people poked their heads out curiously and said in surprise: "There is no water on the ground!" The water is going down! The sound was so excited that the noisy sound of rain could not cover it.

The people with good deeds carried umbrellas, walked through the courtyard, came to the street, and excitedly said: "After a night, there is no water on the ground!" ”

There were more and more people on the streets, and the sound of this custodle sounded in the streets: "There is really no standing water!" ”

Some people didn't even have umbrellas, they were drenched in the rain, laughing and running in the streets.

This happy mood is contagious to many people, this is the first time it rains, and the people of Qianzhou are so happy and inspired.

Someone touched the rain on his face: "Thanks to Lord Zhizhou for building Fushougou, giving us so much wages, and curing the flood in Qianzhou." ”

The voice of praising Su Zhiyuan resounded in the streets and alleys, and many old people trembled and kowtowed in the direction of Zhizhou Mansion.

It rained all day and didn't start to light down until noon.

Banxia hid in the room and practiced calligraphy with Nian Chu.

Ruyi grinded the ink, talked about the things outside, and didn't forget to take the time to take a look at Nian Chu, afraid that she would fall off the chair.

"This is a good thing, it means that Fushougou has worked," Banxia stopped his pen and looked at the continuous light rain outside the house, "I don't know how long this rain will last." ”

Su Zhiyuan was very busy, and he hadn't seen anyone since he got up in the morning.

Inside the study.

The master stroked his beard: "This rain is coming so hard and urgently, don't look at it now, it will be big tomorrow, and it won't stop for four or five days." ”

"Fushougou has not yet been completely built," Tongzhi Xu was a little worried, "If it rains for a long time, I'm afraid there will still be floods in some places." ”

"We have to do a good job in dealing with the aftermath," Su Zhiyuan said, "Even if there are floods in some places, it should not be very serious, and in addition, the Shengshang only spent a lot of money to build Fushougou last year, so the possibility of this disaster relief is very small." ”

"Why don't we make another donation?" The master proposed.