Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 219 Bet

  Man Bao pounced and smiled: “If you don’t wear it, you will get uglier when you get tanned. Wearing a straw hat will only be ugly for a long time. Tanning is ugly for a lifetime.”

  Hakujiro hesitated a bit, but still stiffened, "You are talking nonsense, just sunbathe for a long time, how come it gets dark? I often go out to play with my classmates in the sun, but it's not very dark."

  This is true, but Man Bao scratched his head and looked at his blushing face. Between him and Ke Ke, he chose to trust Ke Ke.

She remembers very clearly that once she ran out to play, her eyes were dizzy in the sun, she thought she had a fever, but Keke said that she was suffering from heatstroke, and her face was flushed from the sun, and she would definitely turn black the next day. And it will get darker and darker.

  Blushing is the second step of getting dark.

  Because she did get a little dark afterwards, she kept this conclusion in mind. At this time, looking at Bai Erlang's red face, she firmly said: "You will be black tomorrow, I don't believe in betting."

   "What to bet on?"

  Man Bao blurted out, "Bet on your Chinese zodiac."

  Bai Shanbao glanced at her and knew that she had planned for a long time.

  Before the heavy rain continued, Bai Erlang's brother Bai Dalang had to avoid the village. When he returned, he brought back twelve colorful clay sculptures and twelve zodiac signs. They were very vivid and very beautiful.

  Don't talk about Man Bao, even Bai Shanbao is envious and wants a set.

  Shirajiro stared, "Don't even think about it."

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

  Shirajiro hesitated, tangled.

  Bai Jiro likes to collect beautiful stones, unfortunately, Man Bao and Bai Shan Bao also like them.

What’s more unfortunate is that Bai Shanbao has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering strange stones, and Man Bao not only has such eyes, but she also has a group of nephews and nieces who are sent by her. With an order, basically the best-looking strange stones inside and outside Qili Village All fell into her hands.

  Those beautiful stones are really beautiful, and Shirajiro has also coveted it for a long time.

  But if he wants to exchange the zodiac that he likes, he is not very happy.

  He thought for a while and said, "Can I bet with you on other things?"

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

"Then I won't finish the bet, I'll bet on two. It's okay to bet on snakes and mice." These two zodiac signs are his most annoying, because he is afraid of them, "If you lose, you have to give me two good-looking ones. I have to choose the stone myself."

  Man Baodao: "No, you have to choose my stone, then I also have to choose your zodiac. Since you have chosen your own zodiac, then I also have to choose my gambling stone."

  He must have chosen the one she dislikes the least, so she must put her stones in an order and give him the last two stones.

   Knowing that Shirajiro couldn't compete with her, he thought about it and said: "Okay, but I have to look at the two stones first. I think I look good before I gamble."

   "You will come to see my house at that moment."

  The two of them were determined, and they dragged Bai Shanbao together and ran to chase the adults in front of them.

  Bai Shanbao glanced at Bai Erlang sympathetically, and felt that he was totally eager to eat or not. He and Man Bao had bet so many times, which one won?

  It’s not a long lesson.

Fu County ordered them to stand on a field ridge. He bent over and pulled a rice ear, touched the empty husk, and looked at the snails and its large seeds on the rice grains. He couldn't help sighing. Why didn't you catch all of these?"

This is the field of Zhou Dagu’s family, and Dagu’s waist almost bends to the ground, "My lord, almost every field is like this. This field has been washed too hard, and the water is still deep now, our family’s population Limited, I can’t take care of this kind of field anymore. Basically, I can only choose the best one to re-fertilize and eliminate insects."

Although the magistrate Fu knew that his choice was correct, he 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 water. The fertilizer and good soil in the ground follow. The rice was washed away.

  There should be slices of green rice, now there is one tree in the east and one tree in the west. Some are rare in slices, 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 going down well today, the harvest of this former fertile field can be concluded with countable particles.

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

  Before, county magistrate Fu didn't understand Jiaxuan's affairs, but he has been a county magistrate for six years, and he still has this common sense.

   County magistrate Fu sighed and couldn't help sighing again. He raised his eyes and glanced at this bleak farmland, turned his head and asked the village chief, "Where are the better fields in the village?"

  He felt that he needed to find something happy for himself, otherwise he would be sad to death if he continued to worry.

  The head of the village pointed in one direction and said, “The area is a bit far from the river bank and the terrain is a little higher, so the situation is a little better.”

   County magistrate Fu went to see it with everyone.

  The field is not a field, but a dry land. A part of the dry land near the field is planted with wheat, and above it is planted with beans.

  But at this time, there is water in the dry field, and the wheat is embarrassed.

The village chief’s house in front of them belonged to the village head. Seeing that the county magistrate frowned, the village head quickly said: "Three days ago, they opened a mouth to release the water, but we are letting down the water, and the top is also going down. , So I haven't done it yet."

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

   Unlike rice, wheat is more drought-tolerant and is originally planted in dry fields. Water is not a good thing, because it will be flooded, just like people.

  The magistrate Fu nodded, and walked up the terrain. Seeing the beans above it was barely okay, I felt better.

  Walking forward along the ground, turning around the corner, the young wheat in front of me is swaying with the wind, and when the wind blows, the wheat field rustles, and layer after layer wavers to them.

   County magistrate Fu was extremely happy. Anyone who saw a crop that was in bad condition for so long suddenly became happy when he saw a good crop.

  He asked, "Whose land is this land?"

Before Lao Zhou had time to answer, Man Bao, who was standing at his feet, raised his hand and said loudly, "My house!"

   County magistrate Fu saw her proud and asked with a smile, "How come your wheat grows so well?"

  How could Man Bao know about farming?

  She immediately turned to look at her father.

Lao Zhou lowered his head and glared at her quietly. Then he bent forward and said, "My lord, my house is a bit higher than other houses, so the flooding is so serious. And it was 16 days ago. We just released water outside (although it's not very useful, he releases water here, and God is still dripping water down there). As soon as the rainstorm stopped, we opened two more openings to let it drain well. Hurry up, the sun has come out again these few days, so just take a photo of it."

   County magistrate Fu went to pinch the wheat ears, his eyes shone slightly, "Yes, although it is not full, it is much better than rice.

  At least I can feel that there is wheat in it.

  (End of this chapter)