"Sell it to the villagers?"
Liu frowned; she was reluctant to part with it.
"Otherwise what? Do you have any other options? Or are you going to stay here and wait for the flood?"
Lin Chaonan countered with a question.
Food is the foundation of their survival, so why would Lin Chaonan be willing to sell it to others?
But if they don't sell it, they can't take so much grain with them. Are they just going to leave it in the cellar to rot and go to waste?
"Maybe not? We can move to the top of the mountain..."
Liu's voice grew softer and softer, because she herself knew how unreliable this idea was! Putting everything else aside, what face did she, a mere burden, have to offer any opinions here? And what kind of nonsense were these opinions? Living on the mountaintop? Just getting soaked in the rain would send everyone to meet their ancestors.
"Maybe there won't be a flood? Maybe the rain will stop in a few days?"
Lin Chaobei couldn't help but mutter a few words under his breath.
Everyone has a bit of wishful thinking, and Lin Chaobei was no exception.
Life is just starting to get better. We're no longer short of water, and we have so much land that will be planted with crops. Our lives will definitely get better and better. He doesn't want to be a servant or a young master. He just wants to be well-fed and clothed. This wish is about to be fulfilled, so why would he want to leave?
"What if what Mom said is true?"
Lin Chaonan asked again.
It's as if he's looking forward to leaving, but he doesn't want to either! But what good does his unwillingness do? Does saying he doesn't want to stop the rain from falling?
"Sigh! Is there really no other way? Where is the magistrate? He came from the capital; surely he has a solution?"
Lin Chaodong couldn't help but throw the question to Tang Shishu, who was far away in the county town, and the others couldn't help but have more expectations for Magistrate Tang from the capital.
Including Yue Jiuyue.
But now, Magistrate Tang is so overwhelmed with worry that he wishes he could just faint, preferably until this heavy rain passes.
Why is he so unlucky!
Cao Lu County has been suffering from drought for almost three years during his three-year term. Just when he was about to gain political achievements and be promoted because of the new sweet potato crop discovered by Lin Yueshi in Linjiagou Village, the drought continued and a locust plague broke out. Now, he has finally been looking forward to the day when it rains, but this torrential rain is not meant to let him pass through his term in peace!
Is another flood going to happen?
Given the increasingly heavy rain, the possibility is really high!
He was so worried! He was so worried that his hair was turning white!
"Heaven is going to destroy my Tang poetry and literature!"
Magistrate Tang couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing Magistrate Tang's state, even though he himself was clueless, Master Li couldn't help but offer some words of comfort:
"Your Excellency, at this crucial moment, you mustn't lose your composure. You should be thinking about how to weather this storm. Although your three-year term is almost up, you can't afford to slack off! Otherwise..."
Otherwise, what will happen? The two of them know perfectly well.
He didn't seek merit, but only to avoid mistakes. Otherwise, it wouldn't matter if he continued to be a lowly seventh-rank official in Caolu County, it wouldn't matter if he lost face among the young masters in the capital, and it wouldn't matter if he didn't enjoy good treatment in his family. But if he were to be labeled as incompetent before the emperor, his career would be practically over.
Back then, it was better to stay here. If he were demoted to some remote corner, his life would be truly over!
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