Mid-June.

"Boom"

A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the cloudy sky, and lightning flashed through the air in a power grid.

The wind was blowing, the ground was dusty, and the sky was dark, and the farmers hurried back from the fields, closed the door frames, and looked at the angry God with sad faces.

When the wind blows and the rain blows, I don't know if the rotten thatched roof can withstand it.

After a while, the raindrops the size of beans formed a rain curtain and fell from the sky, crackling everywhere, and the ground soon gathered yellow muddy water.

Most people in Xujia Village hurriedly looked for wooden barrels and tubs to catch the rainwater leaking from the roof of their houses to prevent the ground from turning into mud.

Xu Fugui, with his naked and sturdy upper body, wearing a pair of fat gray pants and straw sandals on his feet, sat on the threshold and watched the heavy rain outside.

"It's good to be back." Jiazhen walked over with a roll of dry cigarettes, and looked at the thunderstorm outside with palpitations.

She was dressed in a light blue short-sleeved cheongsam, her hair was coiled high, intellectual and dignified, and she looked out of place in a simple thatched house.

She had just returned from Chen Liping's house in the county seat, and she hadn't had time to change her clothes yet.

Xu Fugui lit the dry smoke, spit out a puff of cyan smoke, and looked at the heavy rain with some concern, "Don't accumulate water in the ground." ”

It didn't take long for the crops in the field to ripen, and if the water drowned them, he would have no place to cry.

"No, the drainage in the field is so good." Jiazhen said comfortingly.

Xu Fugui thought about it, too, if there is water in his own land, there must be more water in other people's fields.

"Smack!"

A thin bamboo tree on the side of the road was blown by the strong wind, making a crisp sound.

With such a strong wind, even if there is no standing water in the field, it is estimated that a lot of corn and rice will be blown down.

"Fugui, come in." Jiazhen shouted softly.

It was windy and rainy outside, and it was all under the eaves, and sitting under the eaves could be blown by the wind wrapped in rain.

Xu Fugui wiped the rainwater off his upper body, got up and walked into the house, and closed the door tightly.

Although the thatched hut is cramped and simple, it is safe and stable, and not a drop of rain has leaked from the roof.

Feng Xia and Youqing lay on the wooden door, looking at the heavy rain outside through the gap, occasionally flashing a flash of lightning or sounding a thunderbolt, causing them to shout excitedly.

"Dad, I want to go out and play in the rain." Feng Xia said suddenly.

Xu Fugui laughed and threw away the dry smoke that burned his fingers, "Fengxia is not afraid of being blown away by the wind?" ”

"Don't be afraid."

Youqing shouted in a milky voice: "Dad, I also want to go to the rain, I feel fun." ”

Xu Fugui said with a straight face: "a fart, make me trouble." ”

Feng Xia puffed out her face, "Dad, you are not allowed to bully your younger brother." ”

Xu Fugui teased them for a while, put on a short coat, and sat on the bamboo chair boringly.

"Come on, Cuiping's new clothes are ready, you can take a look." Mother Xu put down the needle and thread in her hand, held the clothes in her hand, and said with a smile.

After Lai Shun took it, he pinched the corner of his clothes and stood in the air, and said with a smile: "It's so good-looking, Cui Ping likes it,"

What Liu Cuiping made for Liu Cuiping was a red long-sleeved with flowers, with a pair of black trousers, and the cloth shoes were also brand new mille-feuille shoes.

Mother Xu: "Okay, then tomorrow we will bring new clothes and marry Cuiping back." ”

Lai Shun didn't speak, smiled and nodded.

In the past two days, he has been a little absent-minded in his work, looking ahead and smirking from time to time.

The torrential rain fell for half an hour, and then turned to moderate rain, and the sound of rain was still heard outside.

The clouds in the sky had not yet dispersed, and occasionally thunder roared and a bolt of lightning swept by.

"I'll go into the field and see."

Xu Fugui said a word, picked up the hat and put it on his head, picked up the hoe and walked into the rain curtain.

Walking out of the yard, on the way I met a few croppers wearing hats, who were also going to see the crops in the field, with a sad look on their faces.

When I came to the field, I saw patches of corn that had been blown to the ground, and the rice in the paddy field was also blown slanted, as if someone had rolled around on it.

Xu Fugui walked into the field and breathed a sigh of relief, although the corn had been blown down a lot and the land was moist, at least there was no stagnant water.

Rainwater flowed down the waterway dug earlier.

"Special mother, you know the stagnant water."

At this moment, there were several sounds of croppers in the field next to them.

Xu Fugui walked over to see that there were several puddles in their field, and the crops were all soaked in water, and these people hurriedly waved their hoes to lead the stagnant water outside.

However, this method is only a palliative treatment, and even if the stagnant water is drained out now, the rain will accumulate again in a while.

They didn't plan for rainfall when they started planting, and Xu Fugui did the same when he first started farming, but after more experience, the crops he planted were not only neat and orderly, but also took care of the rainfall.

"Fugui, why isn't there any stagnant water in your field?" A farmer asked.

Xu Fugui grinned, "Maybe I'm lucky." ”

"Yes, we're so unlucky." They chimed in.

An old man stood on the ridge of the field on crutches, and snorted coldly when he heard this, "The bad luck of bullshit, after so many years of planting, it is not as expensive as Fugui." ”

"Go and see what other people's fields are planted in, and it's strange that there is stagnant water."

There were really a few croppers who ran over to take a look, but they didn't see anything famous, the old man had obviously planted the land all his life, and said the main points one by one, and these people nodded suddenly.

But immediately the face showed a difficult face, let them farm fine, but at the same time pay attention to drainage, this is not something that can be done in a while, it requires a lot of experience.

Xu Fugui made a lively meeting for a while, and by the way, he talked about his own experience, and then walked towards home with a hoe.

"Are the crops flooded?" When he got home, Xu's father immediately asked.

Xu Fugui shook his head, "Many people's crops have been flooded, and there is no water in our fields. ”

Father Xu happily tapped the ground with his cane, making a crisp collision sound, "Fugui, it seems that you were born to be a farmer, it's only been two years, and the planting is even more sophisticated than those who have been planting for more than ten years." ”

Mother Xu smiled and said: "My family Fugui is not a farmer, he has a smart head, if he studied hard at that time, he would definitely be able to be a gentleman." ”

Father Xu said disdainfully: "As far as Mr. He's concerned, he doesn't know a few big characters, last time Hu Xingwang's son's name, the word peace could be written incorrectly, it was a shame for me." ”

Mother Xu glanced at him angrily, "I'm too lazy to talk to you, I still have to prepare tomorrow's food, if you have nothing to do, help wipe the table." ”

Talking and laughing, the Xu family began to get busy for Laishun's marriage.

(End of chapter)