Everyone was talking at once, all talking about what Mr. Tai San was worried about.
But he had just been able to say a few words to his old brother, but now he couldn't show any worry.
After all, he is the backbone of the villagers. If he collapses first, others will become even more angry.
"What nonsense! The rain is plentiful this year, so it's definitely going to be a bumper harvest. There's still half a month left before planting, so a single rain during that time will be enough. Why are you rushing?"
Master Tai San scolded with a smile, "Heaven was planning for good weather and good harvests, but now he must be angry with you for saying that. Shut up, work hard, and wait for the rain to come sow."
The villagers felt more at ease after being scolded, and quickly bowed to the sky, hoping that God would not bear grudge against them.
Old Master Tai and Third Master Tai exchanged a glance, sighing in their hearts...
Early the next morning, Grandpa Tai took Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue to the city to buy a herbal atlas.
Of course, Zhuzhu must follow.
Having learned from the last lesson, the old man simply asked his daughter-in-law to find a backpack and carried his granddaughter firmly on his back, intending to keep her by his side all the time.
The big black horse pulled the cart, making it much more convenient for the family to go in and out.
The old man intended to bring Yongning along as well, as he felt really sorry for his grandson being cooped up at home all day.
But Yongning was sensible and didn't want to cause trouble for his grandfather, so he declined with a smile, "Grandpa, I still have to help my mother teach the children in the village to read, so it's not easy for me to leave. If the calligraphy and painting shop has cheap straw paper, please buy me some to practice calligraphy."
The old man had no choice but to agree and then got in the car and set off.
(End of this chapter)
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