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After Song Zigan finished speaking, he felt embarrassed. There were four bags here, two bags for each family. If he wanted more, Zhang Hongmei would have to give him her share.

Because she was using a flashlight, Zhang Hongmei didn't see Song Zigan's frustrated expression.

"Okay. Here, take three bags."

"Hongmei, what if yours is less?"

"It's okay, I'm all alone, I don't eat much."

"Then I'll carry two bags first and come back later."

"Okay, you can come by yourself twice. I won't deliver it to you."

"I don't need you, I don't need you, you've had a long and tiring day."

When Song Zigan came over the second time, he gave Zhang Hongmei nine hundred yuan.

Zhang Hongmei accepted the money without hesitation and saw Song Zigan off.

After that, life became monotonous, with her going to school every day. Now, Zhang Hongmei is majoring in history and politics.

Every day, the homeroom teacher starts class by listening to the news and then reading from the newspaper. Because of the news broadcast time, the first period of every day is always politics.

The history teacher paid special attention to Zhang Hongmei and would often bring her many history books.

On Saturday, Zhang Hongmei took the newspaper back to Liujiatun by bus, as there were still some things she needed to explain to the old lady.

Upon arriving in the village, the weather felt particularly muggy. Zhang Hongmei was overjoyed. Was it going to rain? Great! Finally, there was a way to make a living.

They hurried back. Zhang Hongmei was happy, and all the farmers were even happier, even though this year's harvest was likely to be the same. But it was still something that could help.

Some elderly people looked at the dark clouds in the sky and shed tears of joy.

Zhang Hongmei had just arrived home when lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a fierce wind howled. She looked up at the sky with delight, thinking, "Let it rain, let it rain!"

Zhang Hongmei checked the doors and windows, then braved the wind to carry a piece of plastic to the old lady's house.

"Why are you back, girl?"

"It's alright, Grandma, how much do you think this rain will help the crops?"

"At least the sorghum and millet are already heading."

"That's not very useful, is it?"

"How could that be? The sweet potatoes can still grow. Don't worry, without this rain, this year's harvest would only be one-third of last year's, but with this rain, it should be at least two-thirds."

"That's alright, hopefully it can relieve the drought in one go."

"Our village is doing alright, at least the land has been planted. Most villages haven't planted anything yet."

"Have you eaten everything?"

"That's for sure. A living person can't be held back by their pee. I'm thinking the government should distribute grain seeds."

"So what can we plant now?"

"Winter wheat, I suppose. We also grow sweet potatoes with wheat."

"That's great! We'll have white flour to eat. Grandma, look, it's raining, these big raindrops."

"Go ahead and work, the ground is too dry. We're not afraid even if it's dry for another day."

"You've come back this time because you have something to tell me, right?"

"It's amazing! I just wanted to tell you about this incident with the Koreans. I even used the thousand I had on hand to cover the cost, and in the end, I also gave them an antique that Zhang Xingguo had given me. When we have money, we'll settle the score with them at one yuan and fifty cents per kilogram."

This time, the corn is 9,000 jin. The soybeans and broken rice are 1,000 jin, totaling 10,000 jin, which is 15,000 jin. We're still short 4,000 jin.

"Don't worry, the accountant has already put it on the books. Including the two thousand owed to you last time, you will eventually get seven thousand."

"I'm not in a hurry for the money. Once I have it, I'll pay them back so I can redeem the antiques."

"After the autumn harvest, I'll have your uncle go to the capital to get the money. You'll be going to school in the capital after the New Year, how can you manage without money?"

Zhang Hongmei didn't answer. Actually, she had thought of saying that they had given her too much, but that excuse wouldn't work. Who would give away grain for free? Finally, she came up with the excuse of mortgaging it.

"Grandma, the rain is getting heavier, I'm going home. Otherwise I won't be able to leave later."

"If you can't leave, stay here and keep me company."

"Forget it, I'd better go back. The roof hasn't been repaired in years, I wonder if it leaks."

"Middle, run!"

Zhang Hongmei ran home covered in plastic sheeting, but the rain still soaked her. She checked the entire house; everything was fine now, no leaks. Standing at the door, she saw the vegetable leaves in the yard unfurling. It had been raining for over twenty minutes, but there was still no standing water on the ground, which told her just how dry the area was.

Zhang Hongmei actually dislikes rainy weather. When she was little, she thought it was the sky crying, and when she grew up, she found the dampness uncomfortable.

I didn't want to stay outside anymore, so I closed the door and went into my online space. It's been a long time since I've spent time there. I'm always in a rush, but with this weather today, no one will come over, so I'll just enjoy myself in this space. I steamed a sea bass, stir-fried some shredded pork with garlic sauce, and also stir-fried some shrimp.

I enjoyed a delicious meal in the space, took a wonderful bath in the spiritual spring water, and then lay down on the bed with a novel. This was truly a life I wouldn't trade for anything.

After finishing reading two long novels and eating six meals, I finally went out.

I looked at my watch; it was almost four o'clock, and the rain was still pattering down.

I was relieved after checking with a flashlight to make sure there were no leaks.

Go back to the space to prepare the dough, then steam it into sugar buns.

The woodpile next to the stove was filled with branches. We lit a fire to dry it out, then steamed a few more buns. There weren't many buns left in the space, so we took this opportunity to steam a few more batches.

The rain continued unabated. Zhang Hongmei had already finished cooking two batches of steamed buns when the sky brightened, but the rain showed no signs of letting up.

The last batch of steamed buns is almost ready. It's already eight o'clock. There's very little water in the yard, thanks to the drainage ditches that were designed for the yard.

I wonder how Zhang Xingguo's house is doing? I found a transparent raincoat and put it on, then took out an umbrella, put on my rain boots, grabbed my keys, and went out of the yard.

At this time, no one should come out. Even if they do see it, it doesn't matter. Maybe the villagers don't have umbrellas, but it's not surprising that people outside have them.

Zhang Xingguo's yard was next door, just a few steps away. They checked each house; there were no leaks, proving the new house was safe. There were also drainage ditches in the yard, and Li Cuihua had planted quite a few vegetables.

Back home, I took the steamed buns out of the pot and stored them in my spatial storage. I ate one of the steamed buns while it was still hot.

I can't leave today, and I don't have a phone call, so I'll have to skip class. I'm actually quite excited about it; I've never skipped school in my entire life, and this time it's happening again.

Zhang Hongmei couldn't help but smile secretly.

I'm going to stay a few more days this time. I've already come up with an excuse: it's raining and there are no buses. What a perfectly reasonable excuse!

I didn't go into the space, but I scooped out cornmeal, sweet potato flour, and wheat flour, put them into the space to ferment, and delivered them to the old lady at noon. I guess there are quite a few people going hungry; more than half of the canteens weren't cooking.

I also sent some to Shi Tou and San Ya. They definitely didn't go to school that day.

After thinking for a moment, I soaked a small bowl of shredded radish. Then I went to the vegetable patch and cut some chives.