Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 220

Man Bao chuckled, "if you don't wear it, it will be more ugly when you tan. Wearing a straw hat will be ugly for a long time. Tanning will be ugly for a lifetime."

Bai Erlang hesitated, but his mouth was still hard, "you talk nonsense, just drying for a long time, how can it be dark? I often go out with my classmates against the sun. It's not very dark. "

This is true, but man Bao scratched his little head and looked at his red face. He still chose to trust Koko between him and Koko.

She remembered very clearly that once she ran out to play and her eyes were dizzy from the sun. She thought she had a fever. However, Koko said that she had heatstroke and her face was red from the sun. She was sure to get darker and darker the next day.

Getting red is the second step of getting dark.

Because she did get a little dark after that, she kept this conclusion in mind. At this time, looking at Bai Erlang's red face, she said firmly: "you will get dark tomorrow. Don't believe in gambling."

"What are you betting on?"

Man Bao blurted out, "bet on your zodiac."

Bai Shanbao looked at her and knew that she had been premeditated for a long time.

The rainstorm continued before. Bai Dalang, Bai Erlang's brother, had to avoid going back to the village. When he came back, he brought him back twelve colored clay sculptures and twelve zodiac signs, which were lifelike and particularly beautiful.

Not to mention man Bao, Bai Shanbao is envious and wants a set very much.

Bai Erlang stared, "don't even think about it."

"If I lose, I'll give you my box of strange stones."

Bai Erlang hesitated and tangled.

Bai Erlang likes to collect beautiful stones. Unfortunately, man Bao and Bai Shanbao also like them.

What's more, Bai Shanbao has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering strange stones, and man Bao not only has such eyes, but also has a group of nieces and nephews for her to send. At the command, basically the best looking strange stones inside and outside Qili Village fell into her hands.

Those beautiful stones are really beautiful. Bai Erlang has been salivating for a long time.

But he was not very happy to let him exchange the same favorite Zodiac.

He thought for a moment and said, "can I bet you with the rest?"

"No, I don't like your other toys now. I like your zodiac."

"If I don't finish gambling, I'll bet two, snakes and mice." The two zodiac animals were his most hated because he was afraid of them. "If you lose, you have to give me two beautiful stones. I want to choose by myself."

Man Bao said, "no, you have to choose my stone, and I have to choose your zodiac. Since you have chosen your own zodiac, I have to choose my stone for gambling."

He must choose the one he doesn't like the most. Then she should arrange her stones in order and give him the last two stones.

Bai Erlang knew she couldn't compete with her. After thinking about it, he said, "OK, but I have to see the two stones first. I think I'll bet when they look good."

"Come to my house later."

As soon as they made a deal, they dragged Bai Shanbao together and ran to catch up with the adults in front.

Bai Shanbao looked at Bai Erlang sympathetically and felt that he completely remembered whether to eat or fight. He bet with man Bao so many times. Which time did he win?

It's not a long lesson.

Fu county magistrate was standing on a ridge. He bent down to pull a panicle of rice, touched the empty shell, looked at the snails and their large seeds on the rice, and couldn't help sighing, "why don't you catch all these?"

This is the field of Zhou Dagu's family. Dagu's father's waist is almost bent to the ground. "My Lord, almost every field is like this. This field has been washed too hard. Now the water is still deep. Our family has a limited population and can't care about such fields. Basically, we can only choose the best one to fertilize and remove insects."

Although magistrate Fu knew from the bottom of his heart that his choice was correct, he still couldn't help sighing again and again. This is a field near the river bank. It can be seen that it was a good field before, but now it is washed by the water, and the fertilizer and good soil in the field are washed away with the rice.

There should be green rice in pieces. Now there are one tree in the East and one tree in the West. Some are rare, but they are also rare.

In such a situation, let alone wait until the autumn harvest, he can make a conclusion now. Even if the weather is good today, the harvest of this former good field can also be concluded by counting particles.

The most important thing is that the most fertile layer of soil was taken away by the flood. From now on, this good field has become a thin field. It may take five years or even longer to raise it back.

In the past, county magistrate Fu didn't know about Jiaxuan, but he had been a county magistrate for six years. He still had these common sense.

County Magistrate Fu sighed and couldn't help sighing again. He looked up at the bleak farmland and turned to ask the village head, "where is the better farmland in the village?"

He felt that he had to find something happy for himself, or he would really die of sorrow if he continued to worry.

The village head pointed in a direction and said, "it's a little far from the river bank and the terrain is a little high. The situation is slightly better."

Magistrate Fu went to see it with everyone.

That piece of land is not a field, but a dry land. Part of the dry land near the field is planted with wheat, and then up is planted with beans.

But at this time, there was water in the dry field and the wheat was kind.

The area where Fu County Magistrate stood in front of them was the village head's house. Seeing that the county magistrate frowned, the village head hurriedly said, "we opened a hole to drain water three days ago, but we are draining down, and the top is also dropping down, so we haven't done it yet."

There is still a layer of water in the wheat field, enough to cover the instep of your feet.

Unlike rice, wheat is drought tolerant and is originally planted in dry fields. Having water is not a good thing, because it will be waterlogged, just like people.

County Magistrate Fu nodded and walked up the terrain. When he saw that the beans above were barely OK, he was in a better mood.

Walking along the ridge and turning the corner, the green wheat seedlings in front of us fluttered in the wind. When the wind blew, the wheat fields rustled and waved to them layer by layer.

County Magistrate Fu was very happy. Anyone who has seen bad crops for so long will be happy when he suddenly sees a good one.

He asked, "whose family owns this land?"

Before Lao Zhou could answer, man Bao, standing at his feet, raised his hand and said in a loud voice, "my family!"

Seeing her proud face, magistrate Fu smiled and asked, "why does your wheat grow so well?"

How can man Bao know about farming?

She immediately turned to see her father.

Old Zhou bowed his head and stared at her quietly. Then he bent down and said, "Lord Hui, my land is a little higher than others, so the flooding is so serious. Moreover, as early as 16 days ago, we were discharging water (although it was not very useful, he discharged water here and God was still brushing down there). As soon as the rainstorm stopped, we opened two more openings to let it discharge water faster. The sun came out again these days, so it was good to shine on it. "

Fu County Magistrate went to pinch the ears of wheat with his eyes slightly bright. "Yes, it's not full, but it's much better than rice.

At least I can feel wheat in it.