Chapter 54: Boasting to Death

"Really?" Hui Niang asked in surprise.

"Nature is true." Ruan Ling smiled, "I used to make you lose face and lose face, but now I have to help you earn some face and come back." Mother, you can boast as much as you want, it's okay. Boast of me to death, and I can bear it! ”

Jin Shile blossomed, hugged Ruan Ling, and kissed her fiercely on the cheek: "Good boy, my mother has finally survived this good life!" Nannan, I picked three suitable ones for you, and I will call someone to the house tomorrow, and you can take a good look at each other behind the door. ”

"Okay." Ruan Ling said with a smile.

She agreed so happily that Jin's heart was relieved, and she happily walked towards the kitchen: "Mother will make flatbread for you to eat at night!" What else do you want to eat? ”

"I want to eat fried shrimp. I fished a lot back! And toon steamed eggs! ”

"Good!"

Kim's 100 is obedient.

Ruan Ling wiped the raindrops off his face, sat down beside the second brother, watched them drink, reached out to pinch the peanuts on the plate to eat, and said, "Dad, it's been raining for four or five days, right?" The water in the pond at the entrance was overflowing. ”

When he mentioned this, Ruan Chengde was worried.

He put down the wine glass, and his eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character: "This wheat should also be harvested." It rains non-stop, and if you don't collect it, it will rot in the ground. But how good. ”

He walked around the fields every day, looking at the wheat that had been smashed by the rain, and he was distressed.

The brothers Ruan Zhigao and Ruan Zhiyuan were also worried.

Ruan Zhiyuan sighed and said: "Uncle Wu next door can't bear it, he ran to harvest the wheat yesterday, but there was no ground to dry, and it was about to be wet and moldy." ”

Ruan Zhigao said: "I knew that I wouldn't go to the City God Temple to ask for rain in the first place, and the rain that I begged for kept falling, wouldn't this be a disaster for people." ”

"Don't talk like that!" Ruan Chengde slapped his chopsticks, "Dare to be disrespectful to Lord Chenghuang, don't want to die?" ”

Ruan Ling threw a peanut into his mouth and said with a smile: "Dad, don't be nervous, how can the gods be so easy to get angry?" Besides, if you don't say it in front of him, he won't hear it. ”

The gods do have some skills, but they don't have the power to this extent.

Unless incense is burned in front of the idol and a wish is made, where can anyone hear what is being said behind the back.

Ruan Chengde naturally didn't believe it, and hurriedly waved his hand: "You can't talk nonsense, you want to annoy the immortals!" ”

"Dad, why don't we go to the city god again and beg the city god master to stop the rain?" Ruan Zhiyuan said a pretty solid idea.

"When you are the lord of the city god, you will listen to you alone?" Ruan Chengde sighed, "Last time, the county lord personally led the sacrifice to pray for rain, and this is why he begged for rain!" ”

Ruan Ling said with a smile: "What Dad said makes sense, as far as your incense of three melons and two dates, Lord Chenghuang really can't look down on it." ”

The god of the city god is powerful in this place and has many believers. Unlike her, even the wishes of the two little children have to be fulfilled.

Ruan Zhigao said: "The county lord can't ignore this matter, right? ”

"Then let Li Zheng and them go to see the county lord and beg him to sacrifice again and ask the city god to stop the rain and let it shine." Ruan Ling said.

Ruan Chengde nodded: "This is a serious idea, I have also discussed it with them, and I still have to let Li Zheng go to the county master." ”

After dinner, Ruan Chengde and several peasant households in the village went to Lizheng's house to discuss the matter.

Li Zheng's family also has dozens of acres of fields waiting to be harvested, and his anxious mouth is foaming.

As soon as the big guy summed up, he decided to join forces with the governors of several nearby villages to visit the prefectural magistrate and beg him to hold another sacrifice.

If the wheat is moldy and rotten in the ground, then it is completely finished.