On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

In the main hall, as several people chatted, the topic gradually turned to the current drought.

Qian Feng, "On my way back just now, I found that the crops in the fields far away from water sources are not growing well. How is the situation of our fields?"

Mr. Qian sighed and said, "This year's natural disaster came suddenly and the drought is severe. Our land near the water source should be able to be preserved."

"For those plots that are far from water sources, I have instructed my tenants to save water as much as possible and to look for other feasible water sources for irrigation. Overall, the situation is still not optimistic."

After hearing this, Qian Feng frowned, "The drought is so severe, is there no way to alleviate it? Has the government taken any measures?"

"Although the government is trying its best to allocate resources, the drought is so widespread and has such a huge impact that it is difficult to see significant improvements in a short period of time."

"Besides, there is little water and many fields. You may not have heard that since you were in the city and didn't come back, two villages near our home had a big fight over water, and almost killed someone."

Qian Feng was shocked. "What? How could such a thing happen?"

Mr. Qian sighed and said worriedly, "Yes, under the drought, people are panicking and disputes are inevitable. In order to survive, everyone has to take these extreme actions."

"Normally, there would be three or four rains at this time of year in previous years. Why is there not a drop of rain this year?" After saying this, he shook his head helplessly.

Although Qian Feng usually didn't care much about family affairs, he felt a little uneasy on the way here today. He thought of the suggestion Yun You had just given him.

So he said, "Dad, if you have a way, let's start buying some food now. In case it doesn't rain today and the drought continues, it's always better to be prepared."

Mr. Qian stroked his sparse beard with satisfaction, and said with great satisfaction: "Okay, you don't have to worry about the family affairs. Study hard and strive to pass the examination this year. When you come back, the family land can be registered in your name. This way, you can share my worries!"

As soon as Qian Feng heard this, he knew that his father had already made a plan, and he immediately expressed that he would study hard with his friend and strive to pass the college entrance examination this year.

Mr. Qian felt very relieved to hear his son's statement.

The father and son were greeting each other in the hall when the housekeeper hurried forward and whispered something in Mr. Qian's ear.

When Qian Feng vaguely heard the word "grain merchant", he knew that his father might have business matters to deal with again.

Sure enough, Mr. Qian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up and was about to leave.

But then he thought about how his son had finally brought his good friend home, and he was about to leave now, so he became hesitant again.

Qian Feng noticed his father's hesitation, so he said, "Dad, if you have something to do, go and do it first. We can be more comfortable without you."

Master Qian glared at the brat, how dare he despise me like this.

However, since his son had already said what he wanted to say, he did not insist and instructed, "I have to go to the shop now. Please entertain Yun You and the others. The kitchen at home has prepared food early in the morning. If there is anything missing, just ask the housekeeper!"

When Chen Yunyou and others saw that Mr. Qian was about to leave, they quickly stood up to see him off.

Mr. Qian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be restrained, you young people should have fun together." After that, he strode away.

Qian Feng didn't want to stay at home anymore after seeing his father leave, so he suggested to the others, "Why don't we go for an outing?"

"Cuiyun Mountain is not far from my home. It only takes half an hour to get there by carriage. I remember there is a Linyun Temple on Cuiyun Mountain. In previous years, the incense of Linyun Temple was very prosperous, and the scenery was also unique. We have nothing to do, why don't we go for a walk together?"

The housekeeper stamped his feet and said, "Oh, it's almost time for dinner. How can we let the guests go now?"

Qian Feng said nonchalantly: "It's not that difficult, just go to the kitchen and get some food boxes to take with you!"

The more Qian Feng thought about it, the better he felt that this was a good idea. Having a meal in the mountains would be quite fun, so he immediately asked the housekeeper to do it.

Seeing that the young master was serious, the butler didn't want to spoil his fun, so he went down to make arrangements.

After the housekeeper left, Qian Feng said to Chang'an beside him, "Go to my study and bring the peach blossom wine I have stored."

Changan nodded quickly in agreement and trotted towards the study.

As soon as he entered the study, he went straight to a bookshelf.

The bookshelf looked no different from the surrounding furnishings, but Chang'an knew there was a secret hidden in it.

He carefully moved a few books on the bookshelf, and a small and exquisite wooden box immediately appeared behind the books.

When he opened the wooden box, there was indeed a jar of peach blossom wine inside. Chang'an took the wine and left the study.

With the wine in his arms, Chang'an slowed down his pace. When he reached a corner gate, he suddenly heard a low sob.

Chang'an paused slightly, determined the direction, and then walked over.

In this family, the only one who would scold the servants at will is the lady.

It’s not that Chang’an is too sympathetic, it’s just that their young master is often not at home, and the lady is on guard against her own young master.

Chang'an felt that he was the young master's personal servant, so he wanted to share his master's worries.

Therefore, he seized every opportunity to win over the servants at home for the young master so that they would not come back and remain unaware of the affairs at home.

After Chang'an walked away from the bamboo forest, he saw a little girl squatting on the ground with one arm exposed. Her head was buried in her arm, her shoulders were shaking constantly, and she was sobbing softly.

Chang An tried to soften his tone and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you hiding here crying?"

The little girl was startled when she heard the question, and immediately stood up and wanted to leave.

When she raised her head, Chang'an recognized her. Just as he had guessed, this was Xiaohong, who served the lady.

Seeing that half of her body was wet, and her arm was red and swollen when she rolled up her sleeves, there was nothing Chang'an didn't understand.

He said with some sympathy: "Are you being punished by the Madam again?"

Xiao Hong lowered her head in fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Chang...Brother Chang'an, it's not like that. I accidentally knocked over the basin..."

Changan sighed helplessly, freed one hand, felt around in his arms, took out a box of ointment and handed it over.

"This is a plaster for treating burns. Go back and apply the medicine to the wound. It's hot now, be careful not to let the wound fester."

Seeing that she didn't take it, Chang'an had to put the ointment on a stone beside him, then left with the wine.

He knew that too much is as bad as too little, so this was enough.

Sure enough, after Chang'an left, Xiaohong slowly walked to the stone, picked up the ointment on the ground, held it tightly in her hand, and remained silent for a long while before leaving.