Ding Xue was not long away from the last cold, and this time it was a little longer in the rain, and the person may have been tired, and he lay down in a state of despair for five days, during which An He also sent people into the city to get medicine.

Afraid of the conflict between Chinese medicine and Western medicine, she didn't dare to eat indiscriminately, no, after drinking Chinese medicine for four days, she forced herself to climb out of the door.

Seeing that the old and serious person was not lying in the room, walking back and forth under the eaves of the porch, and saying that if he said that he could get better quickly by moving more, Aunt Zhang Qi'er was not distressed.

"You don't have to worry about what you should do, Wang Dazhu's side is well arranged, the milk and cheese, I also wash it well, you lie down with peace of mind, don't toss so much."

The so-called illness comes like a mountain, and the disease goes like a thread, even if Ding Xuewei wants to do it herself, she can't help it when she can't get up when she lies down.

Fortunately, the laborers and the people in the village are concerned about her affairs, and Aunt Zhang Qi'er is very thoughtful, she doesn't have to worry about the things in the fields, and she doesn't have to worry about making milk and cheese.

"I told her earlier, but she just wouldn't listen." The big flowers that weave the mat while are not angry.

Xiaohua nodded hurriedly: "That's it." ”

Ding Xue glanced at them weakly: "I lay down with pain and dizziness, and if I lie down like this, the wind and cold will be better, and my bones will be soft again." ”

Seeing that they still wanted to persuade again, they hurriedly diverted their attention: "How is Hesui?" ”

“··· The humidity was too much. Aunt Zhang Qi'er said something.

I couldn't say anything.

If you work hard, it will eventually come to naught.

"It's okay, get back and keep up the good work." Ding Xuewei was in a good mood: "Your seedlings are almost there, right?" ”

At this time, Aunt Zhang Qi'er was in an even worse mood: "It's already headed." ”

From the first ear to the completion of pollination, the seedlings go through seven to ten days, and about 20 percent of the first ear begins to pollinate.

"Everybody has started to build mats."

Even though you have seen the results, you still can't just give up.

With a glance, Aunt Zhang Qi'er smiled: "This rain has been falling for several days, depending on the situation at most in the next two days, cover it, just to see if the rice flowers that bloom behind can have an impact on the front." ”

Slightly affected by Ding Xue, the people in the village have curiosity about everything, and when they come back, they have some money in their pockets, so they are naturally not so nervous about this year's harvest.

Compared with how big the harvest will be this year, everyone is more concerned about whether the ears covered by this mat can be better pollinated.

"Don't think about it, we don't lack food now, this year is no harvest, it doesn't matter."

Ding Xue was slightly silent, she really didn't expect Aunt Zhang Qi'er to comfort herself in turn.

She came back to get the mat, and to do it, of course, it had to be done as soon as possible, and arranged for Xiaohua to think of the decoction, so she called Dahua to move the mat with her.

"Xiaohua, you can go too, help with the fight." Ding Xue thought about it slightly and picked up the little girl.

The little girl who was entrusted with the important task naturally disagreed, and Aunt Zhang Qi'er, who felt that she needed to be taken care of, did not agree.

"Auntie, more than one person can always get less rain, don't you and Dahua also fall ill when you arrive."

She is stubborn from a young age, and looking at her face, the mother and daughter of the Zhang family can only compromise.

"Xiaohua, you go over and spread a word first, and let Uncle Wang and them help everyone." Ding Xuewei's whole person felt relaxed.

The mother wants to get married, and it is going to rain, which is uncontrollable, and she can do what she can, which is why she knows that everyone will be uncomfortable when talking about this topic, and she has to continue, and the mother and daughter of the Zhang family know her intentions, so they did not refuse, and when the mother and daughter sent the mat to Tianli, Xiaohua also found someone.

With the help of the laborers, the things that should have been busy for three days in the village were done in one day.

Without eating to show others, Ding Xuewei took the boiled Chinese medicine into the space and poured it, and quietly ate the Western medicine.

It may be that the Chinese medicine has been eaten almost before, or it may be that the Western medicine in the back is a little heavy, and the effect is good, on the sixth day of the seventh month, she finally walked out of the gate of Zhang's house.

This time, the rain fell for nearly ten days, and it did not stop until the fourth day of the new year, and the moment the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief.

A fifth of the rice flowers had not yet bloomed, and when it was determined that it would not rain again, everyone hurriedly dismantled the mats.

It may be that God saw the efforts of the people of Yuequan Village, and the sun was very good in the next two days, and this sudden rise in temperature increased the opening speed of rice flowers, and with the blessing of manual intervention, the originally precarious harvest turned to a good direction.

"There are not many corn packets, peppers, peas, red mung beans, these dead plants are not small, of which peppers are the most, almost half small, pumpkin, potatoes, fennel, ginger, pepper, soybeans and sweet potatoes are growing very well, however, there is no small pumpkin during this time, and wheat seedlings, the first planted did not see any death, but the first planted, there was a lodging and long..."

As soon as he saw Ding Xuewei's shadow, Wang Dazhu hurriedly stepped forward, and without waiting for Ding Xuewei to ask, he gave a report.

It is estimated that Ding Xuewei saw the basic situation of the seedlings and rice ears on the way, and he didn't say much about it.

"Most of the melon seeds and sesame seeds have entered the baking room, and the harvest has been almost dried in the past two days, and the red peppers, which were picked before, were all seeded and dried, and they were picked in the past two days, and they were dried like this."

As if she could see through Ding Xuewei's thoughts, before she asked, Wang Dazhu led the people to the wooden house.

"Today, I divided people to dig bamboo shoots, and in the afternoon, people will be asked to dry some firewood, and the wood that was collected into the house last time is almost used this time, thinking that there may be a need, and this time two more rooms will be installed."

As they spoke, the two walked back, and when they reached the front of the wooden house, they took the person directly to the storage room.

As soon as I opened the door, it was hot.

"The humidity was still a little big, so I let people put a brazier."

These people are really concerned, whether it is melon seeds, sesame seeds, chili peppers, chili seeds, they all handle it very well, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and stuffed them in Wang Dazhu's hand, Ding Xue snorted slightly.

"Turn back, when you leave, take everything you can."

“！” Wang Dazhu was pleasantly surprised.

Ding Xuewei's crops are either from Chenhui Mansion or from the Western Regions, but even if they say that they are from Chenhui Mansion, they have basically never heard of it.

This has always been the case.

Looking at these crops every day, my heart is itching, but I can't open my mouth!

How many people are thinking about it!

"If you can, go back and sell us some sweet potatoes."

Compared with melon seeds, pumpkins are just big and delicious, but there are not many of them, and he thinks sweet potatoes are more practical: "A few days ago, the rain washed down a few sweet potato ridges, revealing a lot of sweet potatoes. ”

“··· Many? Ding Xue was slightly curious.

According to the book, the growing period of summer potatoes is 100 to 120 days.

The first batch of sweet potato vines was cut in early March, and it has only been 90 days since then.

I'm really curious how many of this there are.

"Let's go, let's see."

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...

(End of chapter)