At the same time, in the outer courtyard of Fang's house, a carriage was parked, and the figures of Fang Qingxue and Little Peach walked out of the courtyard.

He looked slightly anxious.

"Are we in time?" Uncle, he may have written his own poem to pray for rain, Miss ......," Little Peach said worriedly.

"Praying for rain poems, not child's play, you must know that these 3,000 acres of rice fields are not ordinary rice, he is a grain containing talent, which is very important for our family, and the general poems of praying for rain are not enough to make this grain live. ”

Fang Qingxuexiu's eyebrows were furrowed deeply, for the 3,000 acres of rice fields in Yichuan Town, ordinary people may not know, and they will think that it is just the most ordinary crop.

But only she and the senior management of the Fang family's inner courtyard knew that it was the product of the Fang family's latest research, which was to condense the talent in the rice seeds, let it grow naturally, and then let the grains contain the talent, and when the harvest was finally harvested, these rice grains were spiritual rice.

For the growth of the children of the Fang family, there are irreplaceable benefits.

Just imagine, if the children of the Fang family eat all the food of talent, after the body absorbs it, while the physical fitness is improved, reading is like divine help.

Of course, this is just an attempt made by the Fang family in secret, and whether it can succeed or not depends on the effect.

This is also the reason why Fang Qingxue insisted on going when Zhao Dongru said that Yichuan Town needed poems to pray for rain, although she didn't go in the end, but with her poems handed over to Lin Yu, she should be able to survive this natural disaster temporarily.

However...... Before Lin Yu left, he didn't ask her for poetry at all, and she didn't think about it.

Now that she thinks about it, she rushed to Yichuan Town overnight in spite of everything.

Little Peach obviously didn't expect that the 3,000 acres of rice fields were so important, if it was an ordinary rice field, the ordinary poems praying for rain would indeed be enough.

But if it was a spiritual rice with talent, it was really not something that Fang Shiming and them could solve.

But just as Fang Qingxue and Little Peach boarded the carriage and were about to leave, a tall and thin figure came in the dark.

"We've failed, Qingxue!" the figure whispered as he walked over to the carriage.

"No, there is still a chance, as long as this poem of mine is sent, the spiritual rice will definitely be harvested. Fang Qingxue's eyes were firm.

"I've gone to see it in person, the poems of praying for rain are useless, the talent has leaked, and we have returned to heaven and earth, we are going against the sky, which has led to the drought in Yichuan Town......" The figure trembled slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Dad, this is your hard work for twenty years, how can you give up easily, I want to see it for myself......"

Fang Qingxue said persistently, then boarded the carriage, took the little peach and left directly.

And the figure looked at the carriage speeding away, slightly distracted, as if it had aged a lot in an instant, slightly hunched back, and hid into the darkness.

When the day was bright, a carriage also entered the territory of Yichuan Town, and it was Fang Qingxue and Little Peach sitting in the car.

When they arrived at the Fang family's house in the town, they found that they had already left.

After asking the family in the courtyard, I found out that early in the morning, Zhao Dongru took Lin Yu and others in the Fang family's carriage and left Yichuan Town and went to the countryside where rice fields were planted.

"Let's get over ......"

Fang Qingxue stayed awake all night, did not take any rest, and hurried again.

"Miss...... Let's rest!" Little Peach couldn't bear to look at Fang Qingxue, but she knew very well about her young lady's temperament.

It's impossible for a young lady to give up.

The sixth master has not asked about family affairs for twenty years, and has devoted himself to studying the hard work of 'spiritual rice', if it is ruined, how big will the blow to the sixth master be?

At this moment, Fang Qingxue didn't speak, her delicate body shook slightly with the bumps of the body, and she looked preoccupied.

At this moment, Zhao Dongru took Lin Yu, Fang Xiaonian, and Fang Shiming, and after a long journey of more than two hours, they finally came to the location of the Fang family's rice field: Yongle Township.

Yongle Township is not small, and it is inhabited by farmers hired by the Fang family and their families.

After learning that the Fang family from Wuling County had arrived, the hired farmers here finally saw a glimmer of light, and the continuous drought had made them lose confidence in the future.

Fortunately, the Fang family did not forget them.

At this moment, the four or five hundred people of Yongle Township, led by Fang Shiyu, who arrived last night, greeted the arrival of Zhao Dongru and others at the entrance of the village.

The sound of gongs and drums fills the sky.

In their opinion, the arrival of scribes from the Fang family brought hope, which was something to celebrate.

"What a warm and simple people......"

Lin Yu lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw the villagers with simple smiles on their faces, and for a while he also recalled his childhood life on the earth.

Before he was taken away by the director of the orphanage, he was a left-behind child in the countryside, and he had a very close feeling for this Yongle Township.

It's like returning to the earthy countryside.

The villagers in Yongle Township are shirtless and their skin is tanned by the sun, while the women with children have no better complexion.

"I've seen you!

When Zhao Dongru, Lin Yu and others jumped out of the carriage, these villagers were all kneeling to greet them, their eyes full of respect.

"Get up!"

Zhao Dongru raised his hands weakly, and these villagers got up one after another, and looked at Lin Yu and the others at the same time, and when they found that Lin Yu and the others were just some babies, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Could it be that the great talents who pray for rain in the heavens will be these people?

The talents who prayed for rain in the past were all young people in their twenties, can a person of Lin Yu's age be talented?

Although they were low-status hired farmers, it did not prevent them from understanding their talents.

At the same time, Fang Shiyu stood up and invited Zhao Dongru and Lin Yu and others to the ancestral hall in the village to discuss the matter of praying for rain.

"The situation in Yongle Township is not optimistic, it has already entered autumn, but this rice field is strangely dry, although there are days of sunny reasons, but the earth is not so serious. ”

Fang Shiyu came to Yongle Township several times before and after, and he also faintly discovered the strangeness in it.

Zhao Dongru nodded and said: "Before I came, I thought it was because of the climate, but along the way, I also felt that it was a bit strange. ”

"No matter what weird it is, Master Zhao, as long as it is short of water, we will pray for rain, as long as the climate change returns, this harvest is inevitable. ”

Fang Shiming didn't care, since ancient times, crops have been related to climate, and now the rice fields are drying up and cracking, isn't this a phenomenon of water shortage?

When the time comes, when the poem of praying for rain comes out, it will be angry, and you are afraid that you will not be able to solve the problem?

"This old man is right, in the past, when this situation was encountered, the Fang family would send the scribe master to come over to pray for rain, and as a result, the rice fields were all harvested......

"Yes, please pray for rain as soon as possible, if it drags on for a long time, I'm afraid that all these rice will fall......"

There are prestige farmers in Yongle Township, and now all their thoughts are on praying for rain, and seeing that Fang Shiming's thoughts are the same, he suddenly can't wait to pray for rain.

(End of chapter)