The name of this tributary is the Guanyue River, and no one knows the origin of this name. It's just that on August 15 every year, the Moon River will be inexplicably calm, reflecting the moon in the sky.

The Guanyue River originates in the depths of the Quanji Mountain Range, and when it flows to Shilitang Village, its water flow is also slightly gentle due to the gentle terrain.

What can be ensured is that there are not many households in the upper reaches of the Guanyue River, so the water level of this river has dropped so much, not man-made, but natural.

Li Qing planned to go to see the main trunk of the Ning River at the ferry, so she talked to Jiang, then put on her back basket and took a small boat alone with an umbrella to the ferry.

Sure enough, the water level at the ferry port also dropped. Normally, two feet below the imprint left by the water is the current water level. The entire Ninh River has less water than usual.

From the beginning of April to the end of the month, God did not shed a single tear. There will be two scenarios ahead, either the drought will persist and the second will be heavy rains in the near future.

What Li Qing is most afraid of is the natural disasters in ancient times, if it is modern, whether it is drought or flood, there will always be a solution. But in ancient times, days without relief could only wait for death. That's why she attaches so much importance to nature, who doesn't want to live well?

From the river to the fields, and from the fields to the forests. Li Qing observed little by little, and found that the grass and trees were indeed different from before, as if he had lost a little energy.

I don't know if it's her delusion, starting from these subtle changes, Li Qing always feels that this land wants to tell her. She seems to understand but can't, and is in a state of seeming to understand but not understanding.

Jiang Shi looked at Li Qingshen chattering in the past few days, going up the mountain for a while, going down to the ground for a while, holding a stick like a goddess.

"Aqing, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Shi was afraid that Li Qing was sick, so he asked with concern.

"Mother, do you think there is anything wrong with this year?" Li Qing half-squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang with a frown.

"No! It's just that it's too hot this day, it doesn't seem to be like this in previous years, this is normal, we live around the water, and we are not afraid that it will not rain. Jiang held a pampas fan in his hand, shielding from the dazzling sunlight. As soon as she was talking, the sweat on her back was almost soaking her clothes.

"I'm not afraid of the rain, I'm afraid of the rain not stopping." Li Qing said silently. Suddenly, Li Qing's eyes flashed, drought and heavy rain, heat and rain will inevitably rain. These two extremes apply to the natural world and are an eternal truth.

Li Qing decided to teleport to other places in Tianqi in the next few days.

Sure enough, there is a drought in many places, and the earth has begun to crack in places where there is no river to cross, but the cracks are still small. If it doesn't rain in June, the crops in the fields will be poisoned.

Probably the drought distribution range is in the entire Ninghe River basin, that is, the small half of the Zhanjiang River.

The Ning River is a large tributary of the Zhanjiang River, which originates in the Huanggu Mountains in the west, flows through the Quanji Mountains, and connects with the Ning River, the water of the Ning River flows into the Zhanjiang River, and the Zhanjiang River flows east to the East China Sea.

The middle and upper reaches of the Zhanjiang River are extremely dry, and the Ning River, as a large tributary in the upper reaches of the river, has a deep impact.

In the blink of an eye, it was already six and a half months, and God still did not drop a drop of rain, and the water in the river became less and less, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and even the past few days it was so hot and panicked.

Even the well water in the backyard is gradually dropping.

Li Qing was afraid of the extreme heat and rain, so he found a cave in the back mountain and secretly arranged it just in case. Li Qing was like a thief every night, quietly moving the things he bought to the mountains.

As time passed, her premonitions became stronger and stronger, and somehow she began to panic lately.

It seems that the plants and trees on the mountain are telling the same thing: something is going to happen, something is going to happen.

But she felt that the grass and trees were invisible.

After struggling again and again, Li Qing opened up this cave.

The cave was very sunny, dry and unweeded, except for a few vines. Li Qing used a hoe to hook it for two days before cleaning it up.

The frenzied Li Qing even pried open the cellar in the back mountain of the Jiang family, stole a basket of potatoes from it, and buried it in the cave.

If nothing happens, it's a big deal to get it back. That's how Li Qing persuaded himself.

Sometimes she thinks she's crazy.

Li Qing has been extremely tormented these days, and even Yunji has discovered her abnormality, but Li Qing can't say anything.

It's impossible to tell them directly that I had a premonition that there was going to be a flood! How can others believe something that they don't even believe in?

If she says it, the Jiang family will definitely find a goddess to exorcise evil spirits for her, dancing a god or something, it's scary to think about.

At the beginning of July, it had not seen a drop of rain for three months, and the day was getting hotter and hotter. Many families get into the soil at night because of the scorching heat, and they farm in the moonlight. I can't help it, I can't wait to be immersed in water during the day.

Because the weather was too hot, there had been several incidents of heat stroke in the village school, and the village school could not afford the cost of treatment, so it had to give the students a vacation.

Yun Ji has been idle at home for three days, and Jiang Shi looks at Yun Ji under his nose every day. The reason is that not long ago, the babies of two families in the north of the village went to the river to bathe and drowned.

This is terrible, this incident makes Jiang Shi want to let Yun Ji grow on her, and he can't leave for a moment.

Yunji can't go out to play, it's so hot, it's better to stay at home and be comfortable.

Li Qing got the ice-making materials through various channels, and successfully made the ice cubes, which were left at home and quiet, but the cost was not very low.

In the middle of July, the midyear festival is solstice.

The three members of the Jiang family carried the incense wax paper money to the mountain to pay tribute to the ancestors of the Jiang family and Yun and his deceased father Jiang Tangchen.

Jiang stood next to the grave, the tomb not far away was Jiang's husband, and the one in front of him belonged to Jiang Tomchen. Li Qing knelt on the ground, kneeling straight, then bowed down and kowtowed to Jiang Tangchen three times.

The paper money was burned, the tribute was left, and the three of them returned home. In the middle of the night, Li Qing couldn't sleep, got up and looked out the window, this stuffy day seemed to suffocate people.

Li Qing looked up and saw black clouds floating in the air, and they were getting lower and lower.

It's coming, it's finally here.

The sky cleared a few bright lights, and after a while, there was a rumbling thunder, and then suddenly there was a "bang", and the ground trembled.

The wind blew and whined, and the fence in the yard was almost swept away.

"Not good."

Only a few words flashed in Li Qing's heart: the tall one hangs on the top of the long forest.

I forgot the most important thing, the roof of my house is made of grass.

Dig a groove!

Li Qing immediately went to the next room and woke up Yun Ji: "Quick, go to grandma's house to sleep, it's windy." ”

Yun Ji rubbed his eyes and said, "Mother, what's wrong?"

The lightning and thunder continued outside, and Yun Ji also realized what Li Qing meant, hugged his quilt, and went to Jiang's house.