The days passed in an orderly manner, and in a blink of an eye, most of the autumn had passed, and the soybeans were about to be harvested.

On the other side, Wang Yuan finally set the place where the private school would be used in the ancestral hall of the village.

First, the place is just big enough, and secondly, it also saves the work of reconstruction, and only needs to slightly rectify the pattern in the ancestral hall.

When this decision was made, there were still one or two voices who objected, feeling that it was disrespectful to the ancestors.

But Wang Yuan said: "Believe it or not, if the ancestors can see our children studying every day, they will have to praise you a few words when they come back." ”

It's blocked.

But sometimes plans don't change as fast as they do.

"Oh my God, when is this rain going to be?"

This is the first rain since the beginning of autumn, but it is so menacing that everyone is terrified.

"Hey, this year's day is very weird, and I don't know which way to offend the immortals."

The harvest was not good, but now the rain has not stopped, and now we can't even plant the next season's crops. The expressions of the villagers also turned gloomy and gloomy with the continuous rain.

"It's not just weird, some people are even weirder!"

Several people looked at each other, and they knew who they were talking about.

The Lin family was lucky, two days after the rainstorm, Lin Fengqin looked at it and made a sudden mistake in her heart, and took the three children in the family to rush to harvest the soybeans in advance, otherwise all the soybeans would have to be damaged in the ground these days.

"Don't say this, now Li Zheng is also on the side of others, and we can't please us if we talk too much."

The construction of the ancestral hall into a private school was also suspended during the rainy day, and the initial anticipation and joy of the people were almost lost under the suppressed emotions.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and Lin Fengqin knew the gossip behind her back, but she didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Business hasn't deteriorated these days because of bad weather. On the contrary, due to the rain, the sales of canvas raincoats and rubber shoes were too good.

The Lin family also bought a calf, and Lin Dahe rushed back from the town every five days to report the situation to Lin Fengqin and pull the goods back by the way.

On the Juxianglou side, Qi Yuanfu sent a carriage to dock by himself, and also provided the Lin family with a small courtyard specially used as a warehouse.

Now Lin Fengqin is lying at home every day to make money, how can she still pay attention to who says a few innocuous gossip?

"!"

Lin Fengqin was sitting in the hall writing and painting wearing reading glasses, but she heard a hurried cry outside the courtyard.

After she hurriedly put her things away, Lin Lan'er, who was covered in rain, just pushed the door and ran in, followed by Wang Bao'er, who was like a fart.

"You girl, why are you frizzy, why don't you know how to play an umbrella when you go out when it's cold this day?"

Lin Fengqin chattered while wiping her hair with a towel.

"Oops! Something is wrong! Sister Xiaoni's house collapsed in the rain! ”

The food at home is gradually abundant, and after a few months, the originally thin little girl's face is visible to the naked eye, but the chubby Wang Baoer seems to have a lot of draws because she comes to Lin's house every morning to follow the exercise.

"Collapsed!" Wang Bao'er didn't know what was going on, so she nodded along.

"Don't worry, let's go over and have a look."

It's all in a village, and now the house collapsed on this day, and there is not even a place to hide from the rain, let alone a family of old and young.

When Lin Dashan, who was lying in the house, moved out of the house on crutches, Lin Fengqin followed Lin Lan'er's figure in a raincoat, and disappeared into the rain.

The rain was so heavy that the raincoat couldn't cover it.

accidentally smashed it on the face and hit it painfully.

At this time, Li Dahu's daughter-in-law was sitting in the mud with her little son who was hit on the leg by the roof beam, crying: "You mourning star! Why weren't you smashed?! Oh my peak! ”

The woman cried miserably, her face couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, the little boy in her arms was also in pain and screamed in pain, and the little girl she scolded looked older than Lin Lan'er, so frightened that she stood aside with her neck bent and didn't dare to move.