Chapter 220 Betting
Manbao burst out laughing and said, "If you don't wear it, you'll be uglier when you get tanned. Wearing a straw hat will only make you ugly for a while, but getting tanned will make you ugly forever."
Bai Erlang hesitated, but still insisted, "You're talking nonsense. How can you get dark after just half a day in the sun? I often go out with my classmates in the sun and we don't get very dark."
This is true, but Manbao scratched his little head, looked at his sunburned face, and chose to believe Koko between him and Koko.
She remembered very clearly that one time she ran out to play and felt dizzy from the sun. She thought she had a fever, but Koko said she had heatstroke and her face was red from the sun. It would definitely turn darker the next day, and would get darker and darker.
Sunburn is the second step to a dark face.
Because she did get a little darker afterwards, she kept this conclusion in mind. Now, looking at Bai Erlang's red face, she said with certainty, "You will definitely get darker tomorrow. Let's make a bet."
"What's the bet?"
Manbao blurted out, "Bet on your Chinese zodiac sign."
Bai Shanbao took one look at her and knew that she had planned this for a long time.
There had been continuous heavy rain before, and Bai Erlang's brother Bai Dalang had to retreat to the village. When he came back, he brought him twelve colorful clay sculptures of the twelve zodiac animals, which were very lifelike and very beautiful.
Not to mention Manbao, even Bai Shanbao was envious and wanted a set.
Bai Jilang glared, "Don't even think about it."
"If I lose, I will give you my box of rare stones."
Bai Erlang hesitated and was very conflicted.
Bai Erlang likes to collect beautiful stones, and unfortunately, Manbao and Bai Shanbao also like them.
What's even more unfortunate is that Bai Shanbao has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering strange stones, and Manbao not only has such eyes, she also has a group of nephews and nieces at her disposal. With a single order, basically all the most beautiful strange stones in and around Qili Village fell into her hands.
Those beautiful stones are really beautiful, and Bai Erlang has been coveting them for a long time.
But he was not very willing to exchange it for a zodiac animal that he also liked.
He thought for a moment and said, "Can I bet you something else?"
"No, I don't like your other toys right now. I just like your zodiac sign."
"Then I won't bet on the whole thing. I'll just bet on two: the snake and the rat." These two zodiac animals were what he hated the most because he was afraid of them. "If you lose, you have to give me two beautiful stones. I want to choose one myself."
Manbao said, "No, if you want to choose my stone, then I have to choose your zodiac sign. Since you have chosen your own zodiac sign, I also have to choose the stone for my bet."
He must have chosen the one he disliked the most, so she would have to arrange her stones in order and give him the last two stones.
Bai Erlang knew he couldn't win against her, so he thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but I have to look at those two stones first. I'll only bet if I think they look good."
"Come to my house later."
The two of them made an agreement and then pulled Bai Shanbao together to run to catch up with the adults in front.
Bai Shanbao looked at Bai Erlang with sympathy, thinking that Bai Erlang only cared about eating and not about being beaten. He had made so many bets with Manbao, but had he ever won?
I haven't learned my lesson yet.
Magistrate Fu and his companions were standing on a ridge of a field. He bent down to pull out a rice ear, touched the empty shell, and then looked at the snails and their large seeds clinging to the rice stalks. He couldn't help but sigh, "Why don't you catch all of them?"
This is Zhou Dagu's field. Dagu's father's waist is almost bent to the ground. "Sir, almost every field is like this. This field has been washed away too badly. The water is still deep now. Our family is limited and we can no longer take care of fields like this. Basically, we can only choose the best one to re-fertilize and remove insects."
Although County Magistrate Fu knew in his heart that his choice was correct, he still couldn't help sighing again and again. This was a field near the river bank, which showed that it was a fertile field before. But now, after being washed away by the water, the fertilizer and good soil in the field were washed away along with the rice.
The green rice fields that should be in large patches are now scattered here and there. Some of them are rare in large patches, but they are still sparse.
In such a situation, let alone waiting until the autumn harvest, he can make a conclusion now. Even if the weather is good today, the harvest of this fertile land can be concluded in the form of a few grains.
The most important thing is that the most fertile layer of soil was carried away by the flood. From now on, this fertile land has become a poor field. It may take five years or even longer to restore it.
In the past, County Magistrate Fu did not understand Jiaxuan's affairs, but he had been the county magistrate for six years, so he still had some common sense.
County Magistrate Fu sighed, and couldn't help sighing again. He looked up at the bleak farmland and turned to ask the village chief, "Where are the fields in the village that are in better condition?"
He felt that he needed to find something to make himself happy, otherwise if he continued to be sad, he would really die of sadness.
The village chief pointed in a direction and said, "That area is a little further from the river bank and the terrain is a little higher, so the situation is slightly better."
County Magistrate Fu went with everyone to see it.
That piece of land was not a field, but dry land. Part of the dry land near the field was planted with wheat, and beans were planted further up.
But at this time, there was water in the dry fields, and the wheat was withered.
The plot of land where County Magistrate Fu and his men were standing belonged to the village chief's family. Seeing the County Magistrate's frown, the village chief quickly said, "We opened the hole to release water three days ago, but as we release water downwards, the water from above is also being released downwards, so it hasn't dried up yet."
There was a layer of water in the wheat field, enough to cover the instep of the feet.
Unlike rice, wheat is more drought-resistant and was originally grown in dry fields. Waterlogging is not a good thing because it will become waterlogged, just like people.
County Magistrate Fu nodded and walked up the terrain. Seeing that the beans there were barely acceptable, he felt a little better.
Walking along the ridge and turning the corner, they saw the green wheat seedlings swaying in the wind. When the wind blew, the wheat fields rustled, waving towards them layer by layer.
County Magistrate Fu was extremely happy. Anyone who had been watching the crops in poor condition for so long would be happy to suddenly see a good one.
He asked, "Whose land is this?"
Before Old Zhou could reply, Manbao, who was standing at his feet, raised his hand and shouted, "It's mine!"
Seeing her proud face, County Magistrate Fu asked with a smile, "Why is your wheat growing so well?"
How could Manbao possibly know about things like farming?
She immediately turned to look at her father.
Old Zhou lowered his head, glared at her quietly, then leaned forward and said, "Your Excellency, my land is a little higher than others, so the flooding is so severe. And we've been releasing water since sixteen days ago (though it's not very helpful; while they're releasing water here, the water's still pouring down there). As soon as the rainstorm stopped, we opened two more holes to drain the water faster. The sun's out again these past few days, so it should be fine once it shines on it."
County Magistrate Fu pinched the wheat ears, his eyes shining slightly, "Not bad, although not as full as rice, it is much better than rice.
At least you can feel that there is wheat inside.
(End of this chapter)
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