Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

As time went on, the little grass girl was almost 100 days old, but she still prayed silently every day for rain, because she didn't want the whole village to flee famine, because it was not easy to escape famine, and a family might not arrive at their destination together. The weather was getting colder, and there were too many unexpected things on the road, and no one wanted to leave their hometown.

One day, Miss Xiaocao and Damao had just returned home after watering the house when suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing up the dust on the ground.

Wow!!! The defenseless cry scared Damao so much that he almost threw his sister out.

[There is sand in my eyes] Little Grass Girl wanted to rub her eyes with her hands, but Ermao quickly grabbed her hand.

"Sister, don't rub it, it will damage your eyes. Brother will help you blow it out." He said gently, then gently lowered his head, put his lips close to his sister's eyes, and blew air carefully.

The younger sister narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling her brother's warm breath brushing against her eyes. His movements were gentle and delicate, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Boom! Boom! Suddenly, the sky seemed to be split by a huge lightning bolt, making a deafening sound. This sudden thunder was like the roar of nature, which made people feel awe. This thunder broke the tranquility of the village, a long-lost thunder.

Following the thunder came the long-awaited light rain. The rain gradually became heavier, and the villagers were so happy that they walked out of the yard to welcome the baptism of rain.

It had been too long since they had a good bath, and it happened to be raining, so the men just stood in the yard and rubbed themselves up and down, saving the effort of fetching water.

"Hey, the weather is getting colder now. You guys should just go back to the house and change clothes. If you catch a cold, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

Such roars could be heard everywhere in the village. They were excited roars. The Rain God had finally arrived and they no longer had to flee from famine.

In fact, a few days ago, the village chief Li Dazhui went to the surrounding villages to understand their situation and discussed countermeasures with several village heads. The result of the discussion was that there was no solution.

What can we do if God doesn't give people a way to survive? The only thing we can do is to move to a place with abundant water resources, but that's easier said than done!

I didn’t expect that God still remembers the poor people. Now it’s raining.

The rain lasted for three days, and every day the villagers went to the fields to see if there was any room for recovery of the crops.

The next day after the rain stopped, the village chief Yang Dazhu came to Xiaocao's house again. Why did he say "again"? Since he knew that the water level of Xiaocao's well had risen like the well shared by the village, the village chief came to visit every now and then, and every time he came, he would have a snack here.

Although he was the village chief, his family was only slightly better off than those of ordinary villagers. He had a son who was studying and their lives were difficult. At first, he was embarrassed to stay at their house. Every time he came, he was served either white flour buns or meat, and he couldn't help drooling.

Every time Xiaocao sees him, she always says ah, ah, ah to greet him? [The village chief must not have enough to eat at home, so pitiful! Grandma, please give the village chief something to eat]

Li Dazhui sincerely works for the villagers and does not oppress them, so he has a lot of prestige in the village.

During this period, he discussed things with Yang Dashan a lot. Why did he discuss things with him? Because Yang Dashan had Xiaocao as his backing.

There was an abandoned pond near the Yang family, which had not been cleaned for many years and the water source was unusable. Xiaocao suggested to her father that it be cleaned and she would release the water. Although it was not edible, it could at least be used to irrigate the crops. In this way, Xiaocao would not have to go to the village to release water every day, but could directly release it into the fish pond for the villagers to take.

Miss Grass also recommends watering in the morning or evening to avoid evaporation from the sun.

Wait for suggestions...

The village chief came in and didn't say hello to him. As soon as he sat down, he stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth. He held it in his hand and was reluctant to eat it.

Ah, ah, ah, [Eat it. I'll pack one for you later. No, I'll pack two, one for Berlin. I'll have my eldest brother deliver it and ask about his homework.]

Yang Bailin, the eldest grandson of the village chief, studied in a private school in the county town. It was said that he was doing well in his studies, so Damao would go to see him every time he came back.

"Dashan, there is water now, but I don't think the crops we planted before will have a good harvest. What should we do?"

[Grow winter wheat. Now is almost the time to plant. ]

Don't ask Miss Xiaocao why she knows this. The answer is no. Although she is a special forces soldier, she really doesn't understand cooking and farming. But when these problems arise, solutions naturally come to her mind.

How to remedy the crop failure this time? No way to remedy the problem, so plant winter wheat.