Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 131 Dissuasion

It was late at night and everyone was asleep. Song Ying was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by a thunder.

She raised her head in a daze and saw a flash of lightning streaking across the sky, illuminating the outside.

The peach tree in the corner of the yard was blown all over the place by the strong wind.

Fortunately, I had the courage to pour the wheat out to dry in the afternoon, so it won’t get moldy if there is no sun tomorrow.

After this thought flashed through her mind, she turned over and fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next day, the sky was dim and the rumbling thunder had stopped, but the heavy rain was still falling.

"Why isn't it morning yet?" She sat up puzzledly and looked out the window. "Are you up early?"

Since it was still dark, she lay down to sleep again.

When I woke up again, it was daylight but very dark. I was already rumbling with hunger, much hungrier than usual.

Song Ying stood up and walked outside. "What time is it now? Oh, I'm not going to be late for school, am I?"

"It's too late. It's probably already 9 o'clock now." Yang walked out of the kitchen and said solemnly.

"Ah?" Song Ying was shocked. The morning was almost over!

To die! To die!

"I'll take my little brother to school now!"

As he said that, Song Ying was about to rush to Song Tian and Song Yuan's bedroom, but was stopped by Yang.

"Forget it. It's raining so hard. It's very dangerous to go up the mountain. Mr. Wang will understand. When the rain is lighter, you can send Yuanwa to school and apologize to Mr. Wang on the way."

Song Ying nodded, but he didn't expect that the rain would not stop. It rained heavily for three days.

At first, the adults were just a little worried, but then they became more worried.

If the sky is not clear, not to mention the wheat that has just been harvested that day and the wheat that has been rained on, even the wheat that has been dried three times may get moldy.

In the pouring rain, Song Ying saw a man wearing a straw raincoat and carrying a basket on his back, passing by the ridge of the field outside their house, and he seemed to be cursing something.

The sound of rain was so loud that she could hardly hear clearly. She could only vaguely hear the words "God" and "way to survive".

"Who is this? Where are you going in such heavy rain?" Song Ying was so surprised that his eyes almost popped out.

During heavy rainstorms, some people would indeed brave the rain to clear the canals to prevent the fields from being flooded, but why would they carry a hoe and a backpack to clear the canals?

Moreover, the land of Xinghua Village is basically on the mountain, so there is no problem of water accumulation. Yesterday, the village chief called on the whole village to renovate the canals around the village.

Everyone in the family came out to see what was happening. After a while, Yang said uncertainly, "It seems to be Liu Daju."

Song Ying was stunned. "Isn't she going to the mountain to harvest wheat?"

Because Ma Chun'er took her daughter back to her parents' home that day and Wang Dalang also went with them, Aunt Liu San and her husband were very angry.

Wang Defa even refused to harvest the wheat, and said that he would harvest the wheat whenever Wang Dalang, the unfilial son, came back.

After only one day, Aunt Liu San could not bear it any longer and went up the mountain to harvest wheat, but Wang Defa refused to go. Naturally, she went very slowly as she was alone, and she had not yet finished harvesting half of Wang's wheat.

Faced with the continuous heavy rain, other families were only worried about the wheat getting moldy, but Wang's wheat had already gotten moldy and was about to sprout in the fields.

Half of the harvest, this half might even get moldy. No wonder Aunt Liu would go out to harvest in the rain.

"She's going to die if she goes up the mountain at this time!" Li cursed and ordered her son and daughter-in-law, "Go and bring her back!"

Seeing that Liu Daju was walking so fast, Uncle Song and Yang didn't even bother to go back to the house to put on their raincoats, but rushed directly into the rain.

Soon, they dragged Liu Daju back by force.

"Let me go. If we don't harvest the wheat in the field, how are we going to survive this year..."

"If you don't want to harvest the wheat, you can still think of other ways. If you go to the mountain now and fall down, you will die in no time!"

After saying this, Yang said to Uncle Song: "Go back to your room and change your clothes, or you will catch a cold."

"It's okay. It's hot today." Although he said this, Uncle Song still went back to the house.

Liu Daju was a woman, and as a man he couldn't continue to pull the strings, so he left the task of persuasion to his mother and his wife.

Aunt Liu sat down on the ground, holding Yang's hand and crying, "Sister Yang, what kind of fate do I have? I married a daughter-in-law who plays with her hands every day. I feel like I am serving my ancestors.

As soon as she didn't agree with what she was doing, she ran back to her parents' home and even abducted my son!

It's the same when raising a son. He doesn't care about anything. During this busy farming season, every family is busy harvesting wheat, but he is calm and doesn't care at all whether the wheat is harvested or not. He is just like his father!

Wang Defa, that dear old man, said he would not go to the fields and he did not go. I was the only one running around..."

Song Ying rolled her eyes and reminded him, "If you want to bury someone's daughter alive, how can she not run away?

Besides, isn't it that you want to marry Ma Chun'er even if you have to sell your daughter?"

Aunt Liu paused for a moment, and when she thought of the sensible and obedient Xiaohua, she burst into tears: "Ma Chun'er is such a troublemaker. If I had known she would be like this, I would never have agreed to let her marry me. If my Xiaohua were still here, we wouldn't have left so much wheat unharvested."

"Can you speak? Is this the time to talk about this?" Li glared at Song Ying and immediately tried to persuade Liu Daju.

"We should always look forward to the future. It's over now. There's no point talking about it now. As for the wheat issue, we'll slowly figure out a solution when the weather clears up."

"Aunt Li, how can we look ahead? I'm afraid we won't even make it through June! The wheat at home has also grown mold. What are we going to do with the summer tax? I'm afraid they won't collect it, and my family can't come up with the money to pay it off!"

This problem not only worries the Wang family, but also the Song family and other families. The wheat has not been exposed to the sun for five full days, and the moisture inside has not dried out. If the summer tax is paid late, it will also become moldy.

Li sighed heavily: “Your family is not the only one that has to pay taxes in summer. If there is no more sunshine, I’m afraid every household will have to pay taxes with silver.

Get up quickly. No matter how big the difficulties are, we can get through them if we grit our teeth. Wasn’t the flood disaster that year worse than the current one? We got through it by tightening our belts.”

As she said that, she signaled to Yang to pull Aunt Liu up.

Yang pulled hard but it didn't budge. She was so angry that she said, "What's the point of you doing this now? If you don't get up, the dampness will make you sick and your Wang family will be left with no one to support them."

"I actually hope that I can die of illness and close my eyes without having to worry about anything." When talking about this, Aunt Liu became even sadder and felt a little aggrieved.

She works so hard to take care of the whole family. Her husband is useless and her son is cheating. She has to do all the heavy and dirty work by herself, but she doesn't even get a good word from him!

Yang was furious and left Aunt Liu behind: "If you want to die, go ahead and die. I won't die with you. I'm going to go into the house and change my clothes!"

After so much persuasion, she was still wearing wet clothes.