Yan Huaiwen is still the same, after drinking the medicine, he was groggy and sleepy, and he coughed up in his sleep.

Seeing the second child cleaning up the house lightly, he couldn't help coughing lightly.

"Big brother, you're awake!" Yan Lao Er walked over quickly and asked him, "Do you want it to be convenient?" ”

Yan Huaiwen couldn't help but be a little angry, and asked back and forth, don't you have anything else to say to your eldest brother? Let's say your gambling debts of twenty taels.

But he didn't say anything, and shook his head quietly.

He asked, "How is the wheat in the field?" ”

Yan Lao Er was a little embarrassed, he was really slow, but really, the two of them had done their best.

"Probably, it will take some time." He sneered, "I should be able to enter the warehouse with others." ”

Collect so many days earlier than others, and also enter the warehouse together.

This speed ......

Yan Huaiwen shook his head secretly, it was too late, according to his vague memory, the well in the village would soon dry up, there would be no water, the wheat in the field would fall down, the yield would be greatly reduced, and there would not be much grain that could be harvested.

They are okay, the grain store in the town, the price of grain has skyrocketed, how many people can't afford to eat food, no food and no water, what can they do if they don't run?

At first, they were well-informed rich families, but then there were more and more people, and when they found that half of the people in the town had fled, they became anxious.

But they were still late, and everything they could eat on the road was scavenged by the people in front of them, leaving them with only dry grass roots and bark, not to mention water.

This time, they must be on the road early.

"Godless, go and invite the village chief." Yan Huai'an commanded.

"Village chief, please? It's so late...... "Yan Lao Er is not curious why he wants to invite the village chief, he is a Xibei goods, and he must not get to the bottom of it, otherwise it is very likely that he will dig into it."

Yan Huai'an glared: "If you want to go, you can go." ”

Yan Lao Er responded and slipped away.

……

The village elders were strong and stood by the village well.

He is in his early forties this year, and he has three sons, who in turn have bore him five grandchildren, and he is the most prosperous man in the village.

Village Chief Luo set the rule, each household has four buckets of water a day, that is, four buckets of water, this standard is set according to his family's daily draft water, if it is not enough, he must take his son and grandson to the door to see, what is not enough.

In fact, the village chief was already discussing with his eldest son about harvesting wheat.

"If there is no water, the wheat will die of drought sooner or later, so it is better to harvest it early."

The villagers have not given up hope, and they are reluctant to eat the water, so they pour all the water into the ground, in order to have a good harvest.

Visible ...... Alas! God doesn't give you a way to live!

"Dad, harvest a day early, but it will be a lot less!" Boss Luo was distressed, only the farmers who have been serving the land all the year round know the preciousness of every grain of grain.

In particular, there are so many people in their family, but they are all counting on the food in the field.

"Am I not distressed?" The village chief glared at him fiercely, "The old people in the village all say that there is no rain, no rain, don't you hear?" God, don't appreciate the food! He sighed deeply.

"Who?" The eldest grandson of the Luo family heard the movement and asked the figure who was walking quickly.

"Big Iron? It's me, Yan Laoer, where is your father? Yan Huai'an was panting tiredly, he just wanted to invite the village chief to his house early, and then fall asleep.

"Here, Second Uncle Yan, why are you here again?" Santie is more lively, not as old as Da Tie, and is more familiar with Yan Laoer.

He didn't listen to Yan Lao Er's boasting, don't care if Yan Lao Er is doing it or not, the chic work of others is real, there is no need to work, someone raises it, and eats fragrant and drinks spicy food.

Tut! What a beautiful day!

Don't talk about others, Santie is very envious.

"My eldest brother invited him to the old man's house." When he arrived, Yan Huaian saw the village chief with a straight face. "Uncle Luo, look ......"

Village Chief Luo didn't talk nonsense, and told his son and grandson to take care of the well, get up and leave.

Santie rolled his eyes and shouted, "Master, I'll accompany you on a trip." ”

Boss Luo thought about it and didn't object.

Yan Xiucai is the only famous scholar in the village.

It is very respected by the villagers.

But this time, his family provoked the Li Zheng family, which was pressed on the top of Shili Eight Village.

They really can't figure out if the two families are really talking about kissing.

What the youngest son of the Li Zheng family said is conclusive, but he really wants to be a parent, how can he beat his future father-in-law?

The people in the village are simple, and there are not so many twists and turns.

Boss Luo felt that Yan Xiucai was afraid that he would not agree, the Li Zheng family had always been domineering, and he would definitely make trouble again.

At this time, inviting his father over should be to discuss countermeasures.

It's good to let Santie go with him, that kid has a broken mouth, and he can still learn when he comes back.

The old man's body is great, and the one who walks is called a fast one, and Yan Lao Er almost can't keep up.

As he walked, he clamped him with his eyes and asked, "Is Yan Xiucai better?" ”

"Much better." Yan Huaian replied.

The village chief asked again: "Did you take your daughter-in-law to the field today?" ”

"Yes, my family plans to harvest wheat in advance." Yan Huaian felt that there was no problem with his answer.

I don't want Village Chief Luo to snort loudly and said, "I don't care if you are a demon on weekdays, your brother is still lying down and can't get up, so you came up with such a method, what?" Let him see you go to the ground and feel distressed? Still with your daughter-in-law? For you to be able to! I heard that the money for drinking medicine is still on the account, Yan Er, Yan Er, your brother treats you well! Why don't you know how to save some face for him? Yes? I know that those who think about the Fa want money and ask for money......"

Seeing that his master was talking more and more, Santie hurriedly interrupted him, "Master, you look at the road and watch your step." ”

The village chief said: "What do I see, I have walked the road in the village for more than 40 years, and I can walk back and forth with my eyes closed. ”

But he didn't bother to talk to Yan Lao'er, if he had something to say, he would talk to Xiucaigong, and ignore this second-rate son, hum!

……

"I'm sorry to invite your old man so late...... cough cough ......" Yan Huaiwen sat up and motioned for his stupid brother to pour water.

Yan Laoer, who received the instructions, immediately took action.

The village chief sighed: "You are incapacitated, I should have come to see you earlier, but you also know that this day has not been right recently, I have to watch it, the boss and they can't control it." ”

If he hadn't gone to the town by the old well, I'm afraid that the well would have been fished out long ago.

Two bowls of cold white began to be served in front of the grandparents and grandchildren.

Santie couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Don't look at them guarding the old well, but the water has not been beaten at all.

The master set the number, and they did it honestly, and they had to save the sip from their mouths and pour it in the ground.

Seeing that the third grandson was greedy, the village chief couldn't bear it, so he said, "Drink it." ”

"Alas!" Santie responded very quickly, picked up the bowl, and waited for his master to take a sip first, and then the cow drank it.

"Ahem...... That's exactly what you have to do. ”