The rain fell intermittently for three days and three nights, and there was no sign of stopping.

The villagers began to panic in their hearts, if this continues, this year's land will be bad.

Old Man Song stood in front of the window of Song's house and couldn't help sighing.

"I just got promoted to the county, and this happened in the dealer's field......"

"Alas! The year is not good, and the life of the common people cannot be good! ”

"If there is a famine, it will lead to the sale of sons and daughters......"

Old Man Song shook his head, and couldn't help but worry about the country and the people.

Song Qingyuan followed behind Old Man Song, and he couldn't help but worry.

Erlang is now running a business outside, if at this time, he is isolated on the road, he can't go to the village in front of him, and he can't go to the store in the back, he has to get sick!

"I don't know how the second brother is......" Song Qingyuan muttered softly.

"Don't worry!" Song Qingmo held Song Qingyuan's hand.

"Brother Erlang is smart, he sees the weather badly, so he must find a place to shelter from the rain."

"It's impossible to go to that remote place."

"That's right!" Song Qingyuan smiled.

It's that she cares about chaos, forgetting that Erlang is also a smart person, and she won't stop on the road stupidly and wait to be watered by the rain.

After figuring out this piece, Song Qingyuan came to his senses and comforted Old Man Song, "Master! Don't worry......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Lizheng, accompanied by his two sons, came to Song's house.

Old Man Song hurriedly took an oil-paper umbrella and went out.

"Second brother, why are you here on this rainy day?" Old Man Song shouted.

"Quick, quick, come into the house, your body is just right to stop getting sick!"

"It's okay! It's okay! Song Lizheng waved his hand while shaking the rain.

"I know my body, this time there is no more troubles, I must not have another stroke, you can rest assured."

"That's not going to work either!" Old Man Song was disgusted.

"Even if you don't have a stroke, it's not good to be infected with wind and cold."

"Second brother, we are not young anymore, we have to take good care of our bodies."

"Okay, I got it." Song Li is responding.

Old Man Song turned around and instructed Da Kui's daughter-in-law, "Go and boil some ginger water and give the second brother to go to the cold." ”

"Second brother, what is the matter with you coming to me this time?" Old Man Song asked.

If there was no urgency, it would be impossible for Song Lizheng to run to Song's house in the heavy rain.

"I'm here this time, and I do have something to discuss with you." Song Li sat down on a chair next to him.

"The rain is so heavy, if it doesn't stop, the fields in our Songjia Village will definitely be finished!"

"I'm here this time to discuss with you and see if I can come up with any countermeasures to save, save, save!"

Countermeasure? save

Old Man Song's brows were locked, it was raining non-stop, and he didn't have any good ideas.

"Second brother, do you have any ideas, if you have anything, you can say it, I will cooperate with you."

Song Lizheng shook his head, "My brain is not as good as yours, I just follow the hurry, and I can't think of what to do!" ”

"I think you have a lot of people in your family, so I can't think of a good way."

Song Li was looking at Song Qingyuan, "Our garden is clever and pays attention to it." ”

"Yuan'er, can you give the big guy a good idea."

"This ......" Song Qingyuan was embarrassed.

When I was in college, I didn't study agriculture, and I didn't know much about it, so I really didn't know what to do.

"Or else!" Song Qingyuan had an idea and had an idea.

"It would be better to organize the villagers to dig drainage ditches in the fields and drain the water out."

She remembers that farming in the countryside is followed by drainage ditches.

There is no fixed trend of the drainage ditch, that is, in your own home, dig a small ditch according to the topography and drain the water.

After listening to Song Qingyuan's story, Song Lizheng immediately said, "Okay! I'm going to organize people to dig drains. ”

After saying that, he and his two sons left in a hurry.

Old Man Song shook his head helplessly, "On this rainy day, the drainage ditch is not easy to dig, and the villagers are easy to catch a cold when they work against the rain." ”

"Besides, our ......" Old Man Song looked at a few people in the house.

The Song family also has a lot of land, and if they don't dig drainage ditches, this year's harvest may suffer.

If you dig a drain, who will dig it......

The Song family itself is definitely not good, and now that the family conditions are good, they can't toss their family sick for the sake of this harvest in the field.

If only the long-term workers are allowed to go to the ground, it seems that the Song family is too unkind.

"Alas!" Old Man Song is in a dilemma.

"Yuan'er, go and call your uncle, your father, your third uncle, come with me, put on a coat, and take our family's long-term workers to dig the drainage ditch."

This time, their Song family is also out, and outsiders can't gossip.

"Okay, I'll go."

"Master! I'll go too. Song Qingmo answered.

The two of them put on their clothes and ran out with oil-paper umbrellas.

After a while, the old man Song took his three sons, as well as Tian Dakui and Liu Laogen, and found several workers from the workshop, took farm tools, and went to the field together.

"Wait a minute!" Song Qingyuan hurriedly chased out.

"Master! Don't go, just let my dad go. ”

"You're old, don't catch the cold again."

Old Man Song waved his hand, "Master is in good health, this little rain is nothing!" ”

"Now that I am an official, I have to do it myself and understand the suffering of the common people."

"To be a man, you can't forget your roots!" Old Man Song looked at his three sons and took the opportunity to preach.

"Daddy! We got it. Song Chengli responded simply.

Song Chengzhong and Song Chengyi glanced at each other, their eyebrows and eyes fell, and they said bitterly, "Dad!" Our brothers and I also knew. ”

…………

The rain kept falling, and the figures of the villagers shuttled through the rain, constantly busy.

Constantly busy, in less than two hours, a drainage ditch was dug out.

"If the water can be released, the dealer will not be afraid of waterlogging." Old Man Song stood on the ground and said with relief.

"Second brother, the land in our village is almost dug up, and there are those that have not been dug up, I will call a few people to help out, and before it gets dark, I will definitely dig out all the drainage ditches in our village."

Old Man Song said, and looked at the heavy rain that still didn't stop, "Second brother, you've been out for a while, go back quickly." ”

"Don't catch a cold again, I'll take care of this."

Hearing this, Song Lizheng patted Old Man Song on the shoulder, "Today's incident is thanks to you, otherwise our village would not have been flooded." ”

"I ...... for the villagers of the whole village" The words of gratitude were interrupted by Old Man Song before they could be spoken.

"Second brother, don't say those polite words, I'm also from Songjia Village."

"Besides, it's my family's garden that has an idea, and it's something that moves his mouth, so why don't you thank it."

"Go back quickly, and then ask your daughter-in-law to boil more ginger water to drink, and go to the cold."

"Done!" Song Li is responding.

"Don't stay out for long, you're not much younger than me."

Old Man Song smiled and patted his chest, "Don't look at my age, but I'm in good health." ”

"Second brother, don't worry!"

…………

It was getting darker and the rain was getting lighter.

At this time, the ditches of every household in Songjia Village have been dug up.

Old Man Song took people home, and Zhou had already prepared a large pot of ginger water for everyone to drink.

"Rest early today, don't ......"

Before he finished speaking, Tian Dakui pushed the door and walked in, "Old man, someone from the yamen is here......"