The world has changed?
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
All the villagers were excited when they heard the news.
"Oh my God, you finally let us go. Is it finally going to get cold?"
"Hurry up and make it rain! We can't bear this day any longer!"
"God bless you! May it rain soon!"
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Many elderly people in the village were so excited that they wanted to kneel down.
Well, you have to kowtow a few times anyway.
God knows, they also performed many rain-praying rituals, such as making paper dragons, setting up altars, and inviting magicians...
Of course, all these are useless. Facts have proved that natural disasters cannot be changed by human will, and ordinary people have no way to deal with them.
Just when everyone was crying with joy, they saw Zhao Wei walking towards them with a gloomy face.
"Don't thank me now, I'm not feeling well!"
His words made those who were kowtowing freeze on the spot, and they looked at him in panic.
"Boss, isn't it going to rain?"
Looking at the cloudless sky again, there were actually pieces of white clouds floating over.
This kind of cloud is light and transparent, and it does not look like a cloud that is about to rain.
But there are always clouds to provide shade, which is better than the direct sunlight.
Before Zhao Wei could say anything more, an old man in the village who had a thorough understanding of meteorology had already stood up hurriedly.
"It's not good. It looks like it's going to rain. Just now... there seemed to be a cold wind blowing."
"But, this should be an illusion. How is it possible? This... should be an illusion."
It was at this time that Lin Qinghe stood up.
"It's not an illusion. It's very likely to rain tonight. You chose to harvest the crops today. It's a bit... miserable!"
Now the rice has been harvested and is being dried in the threshing yard.
It is difficult to dry the rice thoroughly within one day, which means that harvesting should be stopped now and we cannot act rashly. If the rain continues, the rice will become moldy.
When everyone heard this, they felt disappointed.
If the crops that were harvested with great difficulty were to go bad, it would be more painful than killing them.
"How about... let's stop for a while, wait until the rain stops, then we can..."
"Yeah, there's no need to rush. We've been waiting for so long..."
Zhao Wei said without hesitation: "We can't stop. Speed up the harvest. The rain shouldn't fall. It should be the cold front coming."
"Once the weather turns cooler, it will be more difficult to dry the rice."
"While the sun is still strong, hurry up and dry the trees in everyone's yard."
As for whether someone will take the opportunity to steal food, it all depends on one's conscience.
Once winter comes to this place, it will be difficult to have such hot weather again. Cold weather will still cause the rice to rot.
We had to race against time anyway and couldn't even take time to eat. We were the first to rush into the rice fields and start working.
Seeing him leading the way, and reluctant to leave the crops behind, everyone followed him and started working hard.
When the people from other villages saw this, they raised their arms and shouted, asking people to go into the village to recruit people.
The more the better.
All the grain must be dried before three o'clock.
Only in this way can the rice be dried when the weather changes at night.
It is said that when people are united, they can move mountains.
There were so many people dispatched this time, thousands of them in total, doing the most strenuous work under the scorching sun.
Several people fainted from the heat while rushing to harvest the crops in such high temperatures.
However, the old farmer was not afraid of dizziness. He lay in the shade of the tree for a while, drank some cold tea, and then got up and continued working.
Many people's stomachs were growling with hunger, but no one complained or felt tired. They just tightened their belts and worked with gritted teeth.
Time passed by minute by minute. Such high-intensity work made Yunxiu and other elderly, weak, women and disabled people extremely anxious.
Fortunately, her family had some saltpeter prepared, which she took out and made into ice cubes. She then boiled a lot of mung bean ice and had someone deliver it to the fields.
More than twenty households participated in the ice water distribution activity, which allowed everyone to have a taste of it.
There are simply too many people working.
At almost one o'clock in the afternoon, hundreds of thousands of kilograms of rice had been harvested and bundled.
No one dared to rest and sent it to the village to dry.
They were drying in everyone's yard, on the roof, and even on the main road.
I would look through it every half an hour.
Fortunately, before sunset, 70% to 80% of the moisture in the rice had been lost. Although there was still some moisture in the remaining rice, it could be preserved if we could find a way to dry it on the kang.
It was at this time that people clearly felt that the sky had really changed.
A rare cool breeze blew, bringing unprecedented coolness.
Looking at the sky again, I found that it had become gloomy at some point.
It really looks like it's going to rain.
So everyone got busy again.
Gather the rice.
Fortunately, there is a special granary in the village where public grain is usually supplied, and there is also a relatively large warehouse, which is fully utilized and filled with grain.
When the last bit of rice had not yet been harvested, raindrops really appeared from the sky.
Not much, but it's a sign that it's going to rain.
When no one wants it to rain, it rains anyway.
There was nothing they could do, so they had to use wheelbarrows, oxen, horses, mules, etc. A group of people carried the rice on their shoulders and hands and ran all the way, and finally, they managed to prevent the rice from being wetted by the rain.
It was at this time that everyone saw the rain. Tsk tsk, they saw that the overall situation was settled and the food was saved. The rest could be dried artificially.
Then thresh it and it can be eaten.
Feeling relaxed, everyone changed their tired expressions and stood on the roadside and in various courtyards, wanting to enjoy this rare rain shower.
Unfortunately, it rained for half a day, but there was only a light drizzle, not even enough to wet my hair.
The rain was too... too light, it was simply despairing.
But the weather has really gotten colder.
In other words, people will no longer feel hot in such an environment.
After more than half a year of hard work, people now feel much better.
The villagers who came to help, seeing that there was nothing left for them to do, packed up and went back.
This time, these people really did not take a single grain of rice or a single needle or thread from others.
To be honest, it was all thanks to them that we were able to finish the work so quickly.
So Zhao Wei stopped them.
"Thank you all for your help. When you leave, you can go to the entrance of the commune and get two pancakes each!"
When I heard that there was pancake to eat, I thought it would be wild vegetable pancake.
Everyone didn't mind and were extremely grateful.
These days, giving someone something to eat is a great favor.
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