He could only shamelessly beg Lin Pingmao and Lin Changxi to let them keep their intact and dry grain for a while longer and take it away when the weather cleared up.

Yu Lanhua and her daughter-in-law were struggling to make a fire and cook under the rain shelter. They decided to follow Feng Zhenniang's example and turn the remaining rice into dry rice crust for easier preservation.

Zhang Dacui now looked at her sister-in-law as if she were not seeing eyes or noses. It was obvious that they were on the same side. If she had just persisted and put in the effort to beg her uncle for help, maybe she could have exchanged a bowl of grain for a bowl and a half. But in the end, that brat Lin Rui got such a big advantage!

Now he didn't want to say a word to Yu Lanhua and was busy with his own affairs.

Tan Ying secretly pulled Lin Zicheng's clothes: "Our mother's face doesn't look good..."

Lin Zicheng was weaving the ropes used to tie the rain shelter together. He glanced at her and said, "Don't worry about her."

Yu Lanhua's son, Lin Zijun, glanced at his mother and said, "Mom, why are you so decisive this time?"

Yu Lanhua curled her lips and said, "How foolish of me to still be against Lin Rui. Do I really have to make our family suffer until we get nothing?"

"One bowl of dry rice for two bowls of wet rice. It's a blessing that Lin Rui and your village chief are willing to exchange with us. Otherwise, are we going to watch the wet rice get moldy and smelly?"

It's okay to make the same mistake once, but if she makes it a second time, her brain will be useless.

She is decisive when necessary, and her decisiveness is much stronger than Zhang Dacui's.

What happened in the evening proved how correct Yu Lanhua's decision was. The temperature began to soar in the evening. The temperature, which was originally a little cold at around 10 degrees, suddenly soared to 27 or 28 degrees. It seemed that one could even smell the heat in the air.

Others just felt the temperature was a bit unbearable, but only in Zhang Dacui's house was the rice piled up in everyone's bowl.

Lin Ziyang looked at his mother with a sad face: "Mom, I really can't eat this. If you really can't eat it, let's leave it for tomorrow!"

The food I had saved carefully while traveling in the past few days was not enough to cover the loss this time. If I had known this would happen, I would not have done it in the first place. It's no use regretting it now.

Lin Rui's family was busy until the evening to cook all the wet rice. After the family ate some, they continued to bake the rice crust in the iron pot for easy storage.

Seeing Lin Rui doing this, Lin Pingmao's family followed suit.

The weather is not good. The abnormal weather makes the temperature fluctuate. Yesterday it was so cold that people had to wear winter cotton clothes to keep warm. Today the temperature makes people take off their outer clothes and put on thin summer clothes.

When Lin Changhe and his family woke up, they felt as if their hearts had been hit hard. They still had more than 20 kilograms of rice left, and it had started to mold from the bottom.

"How could this happen!"

"How's the rice on top? Is it still edible?"

Lin Changhe's hands, covered with thick calluses and cracks, trembled as he held the rice in the cloth bag. The rice grains had changed color and emitted a faint musty smell from the inside out. There were also many small black flying insects flying around in it. When he just opened the rice bag, the black insects flew out of the opening of the cloth bag and flew straight into Lin Changhe's face, forcing him to drive them away repeatedly with his hands.

Zhang Dacui felt limp all over, and she sat down on the wet mud, unable to get up. "What a sin, what a sin!"

They had already suffered heavy losses when exchanging rice with Lin Rui, Lin Pingmao and others yesterday, so the couple was hoping that the weather would get colder and the whole family could finish the remaining 30 or so kilograms of rice.

But they never expected that God was determined to go against them. The continuous high temperature and the high humidity in the forest caused their damp food to mold.

When Lin Rui woke up in the morning, he heard the ghostly howling of Aunt San from the rain shelter next door. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked San Liang, who was adding wood to the fire, "What's going on outside?"

San Liang looked outside and curled his lips: "Aunt San's rice is moldy!"

Lin Rui...he had anticipated such a high temperature, but the mold started to form faster than he thought. He thought it would take at least two or three days, but it turned moldy the next day. Fortunately, he had already cooked all the wet rice and dried the rice crusts for preservation.

Yu Lanhua's house's rain shelter was closest to Zhang Dacui's house, so she heard what happened in their house in the morning.

Lin Changfa wanted to get up and see, but she held him back: "Why are you going? If you go now, people will think you are here to join in the fun and make fun of yourself!"

Lin Changfa frowned: "Say something like that, we are brothers after all!"

Yu Lanhua disagreed: "What's wrong with being brothers? Even if we are brothers, we haven't seen your good nephew willing to give us more rice!"

Lin Changfa glared at her and said, "How dare you say that? If Changxi's family and Dabo's family hadn't exchanged rice with us, our 70-plus kilograms of rice would have all gone moldy. What would the whole family have eaten then?"

Zhang Dacui was howling like a ghost in the rain shelter, rolling around in the mud inside the house with tears and snot, scaring her two grandchildren Xiangxiang and Xiaozhan so much that they hid behind their mother.

Lin Changhe and his two sons pulled her up from the ground. "Alright, alright, stop crying. We're still in the mountains, aren't we? Once the weather clears up, Zicheng and Ziyang will hunt some more game and pickle or smoke it for us to eat along the way. We'll always find a way."

Zhang Dacui cried so hard that she hiccupped. "I've hurt you all! I should have done the same as Yu Lanhua and exchanged most of the rice for mine. Now it's all gone, all gone!"

Yu Lanhua heard the crying next door, glanced at her family, and said with a pout, "I told you, we have to mention my story. If we go over now, won't she be even more angry?"

After a while, the sound of the village head Lin Pingmao's family trying to comfort them came from next door. They said that they were all blood relatives and that there was no reason to let their family starve to death in front of them. Lin Pingmao was the first to disagree.

Looking at the embarrassing situation of his third brother's family, Lin Changxi patted his chest and promised that as long as he had something to eat, he would never let his third brother's family go hungry.

Lin Changhe was deeply moved, but the final say in the village head's family was in the hands of his uncle, and Changxi's family was in the hands of Lin Rui. Changxi had no say and had to get Lin Rui's approval.

Lin Changxi's face was embarrassed. He also guessed the weight of his words and shouted loudly towards the rain shelter: "Lin Rui, Lin Rui! Come out!"

Lin Rui poked his head out from under the awning. It was still raining outside, and he didn't really want to go out. If he did, his clothes would definitely get soaked. "Dad, what's going on?"

"Come here!" Lin Changxi insisted.

Lin Rui had no choice but to take the raincoat that San Liang handed over, put it on and walked over: "Dad?"

Lin Changxi pointed at Lin Changhe and said, "Rui'er, we must be grateful. When you owed a large gambling debt to the gambling house, your great uncle and your third uncle's family helped you borrow money and grain. Now your third uncle's grain has been damaged by the rain. If there is not enough food to eat, we absolutely cannot ignore it!"

Lin Rui knew that now was the best time to unite the forces, so he immediately stated, "Don't worry, Third Uncle. As long as it's within my ability, whether it's my eldest uncle, my third uncle, or my great-grandfather's family, I, Lin Rui, will not sit idly by."