Man Bao chuckled and said, "If you don't wear it, you will be even uglier when you get tanned. Wearing a straw hat will only make you ugly for a long time, but tanning will make you ugly forever."
Bai Erlang was a little hesitant, but still insisted, "You're talking nonsense, how can you get dark? I often go out to play under the sun with my classmates, and it's not very dark."
This is true, but Man Bao scratched his little head, looked at his flushed face, and chose to trust Ke Ke between him and Ke Ke.
She remembers very clearly that once she ran out to play, her eyes were dizzy from the sun, she thought she had a fever, but Keke said she had heat stroke, and her face was flushed, and she would definitely turn black the next day, And it will get darker.
Sun blush is the second step to black face.
Because she did turn darker after that, she kept this conclusion in her heart all the time. Looking at Bai Erlang's flushed face, she firmly said: "You will definitely turn darker tomorrow, don't believe in the bet."
"What bet?"
Man Bao blurted out, "Bet on your zodiac."
Bai Shanbao took a look at her and knew that she had planned it for a long time.
It rained continuously before, and Bai Dalang, Bai Erlang's brother, had to avoid the village. When he came back, he brought back twelve colorful clay sculptures, twelve zodiac signs, which were vivid and very beautiful.
Not to mention Man Bao, even Bai Shanbao is envious and wants a set very much.
Bai Erlang stared, "Don't even think about it."
"If I lose, I will give you my box of strange stones."
Bai Erlang hesitated, struggling endlessly.
Bai Erlang likes to collect beautiful stones. Unfortunately, Man Bao and Bai Shanbao also like it.
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, she also has a group of nephews and nieces who are at her disposal. It all fell into her hands.
Those beautiful stones are really beautiful, and Bai Erlang has also coveted them for a long time.
But he was not very happy to ask him to exchange the zodiac that he also likes.
He thought for a while and said, "Can I bet you with other things?"
"No, I don't like your other toys now, but your zodiac sign."
"Then if I don't finish the bet, I'll just bet two, bet on the snake and the mouse." These two zodiac signs are what he hates the most because he is afraid of them. "If you lose, you have to give me two good-looking ones." Stone, I have to choose myself."
Man Bao said: "No, if you want to choose my stone, then I will also choose your zodiac sign. Since you have chosen your zodiac sign, then I will also choose my betting stone."
The one he chose must be the one he dislikes the most, so she will also arrange her stones in an order and give him the last two stones.
Bai Erlang knew he couldn't compete with her, so he thought for a while and said, "Okay, but I have to look at those two stones first, I think they look good before I bet."
"Come and see at my house later."
The two of them made up their minds, dragged Bai Shanbao and ran to catch up with the adults in front.
Bai Shanbao took a sympathetic look at Bai Erlang, thinking that he didn't remember to fight at all. He had bet with Man Bao so many times, which one had he won
It's not even a lesson.
County Magistrate Fu and the others were standing on a field ridge. He bent down to pull an ear of rice, touched the empty husk, and looked at the snail and its large seeds on the rice grain. He couldn't help sighing, " Why didn't you catch them all?"
This is the field of Zhou Dagu's family, and Dagu's father almost bent his waist to the ground, "My lord, almost every field is like this. This field has been washed so badly that the water is still deep now. Our family has a large population. We can no longer take care of such fields, so basically we can only choose the best one to re-fertilize and eliminate insects.”
Although County Magistrate Fu knew in 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 all gone. The rice grains were washed away.
The green paddy rice that should be in pieces is now scattered here and there, some are rarely in pieces, but they are also sparse.
In such a situation, not to mention waiting until the autumn harvest, even now he can draw a conclusion. Even if the weather is not good today, the harvest of this former fertile field can be counted to draw conclusions.
The most important thing is that the most fertile layer of soil was taken away by the flood. From now on, this fertile field has become Susukida, and it may take five years or even longer to grow it back.
In the past, magistrate Fu didn't know about Jiaxuan's affairs, but he has been the county magistrate for six years, so he still has this common sense.
County magistrate Fu sighed, couldn't help but sigh again, raised his eyes to look at the bleak farmland, then turned to ask 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 really die of sorrow if he continued to worry.
The village head pointed in one direction and said, "That area is a bit far from the river bank, and the terrain is a bit higher, so the situation is better."
County magistrate Fu went to see it with everyone.
That piece of land is not a field, but dry land. A part of the dry land near the field is planted with wheat, and further above is planted with beans.
But at this time, there is water in the dry fields, and the wheat is weak.
The area where County Magistrate Fu and the others stood in front of them belonged to the village chief. Seeing that the county magistrate was frowning, the village chief hurriedly said, "Three days ago, we opened the hole to release water, but when we pour water down, the top is also pouring water down." , so it hasn’t been done yet.”
There is still a layer of water in the wheat field, enough to cover the back of the foot.
Unlike rice, wheat is more drought-tolerant and was originally grown in dry fields. Having water is not a good thing, because it will get flooded, just like people.
Magistrate Fu nodded and walked up the terrain. Seeing that the beans on it were barely okay, he felt better.
Walking along the ridge and turning the corner, the green wheat seedlings in front of me fluttered with the wind, and when the wind blew, the wheat fields rustled and swayed towards them layer by layer.
County magistrate Fu was very happy. Anyone who had been looking at a bad crop for so long would be happy when they suddenly saw a good crop.
He asked, "Who owns this land?"
Before Old Zhou Tou could answer, Man Bao, who was standing at his feet, raised his hand and said loudly: "My family!"
Seeing her proud face, magistrate Fu smiled and asked, "Why does your wheat grow so well?"
How could Man Bao know about farming
She immediately turned to look at her father.
Old Zhou lowered his head, gave her a sneaky look, and then bent forward and said, "My lord, the land of my house is a little higher than that of other houses, so the flooding is so serious. And as early as the sixteenth day We were releasing water before (although it was not very useful, he was releasing water here, and God was still pouring water down there), and just after the heavy rain stopped, we opened two more openings to let the water out Hurry up, the sun has come out again these days, so it will be fine as long as you shine on it."
County magistrate Fu went to pinch the ears of wheat, his eyes lit up slightly, "That's right, although it's not plump, it's much better than rice.
At least you can feel that there is wheat in it.