Fan Qian fell silent and turned to go into the inner room.
Old Lady Fan walked over, spat, and muttered, "Still with the same surname, Fan? Can't even spare a single piece of firewood!"
"Mother, we have to bow our heads when we're under someone's roof. Once we have a better life, I'll definitely get my revenge!" Fan Damu stared into the inner room and said fiercely.
Old Lady Fan said with heartache, "My son has ambition!"
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On the main road of Shanshui Village, seventy or eighty men from the village were divided into ten small teams to dig sections.
The soil was mixed with stones, making it very difficult to dig.
The heavy rain poured down, blurring their vision, and no one dared to stop.
The rain shows no signs of letting up. If it continues for another day or two, the floodwater will accumulate and affect the ground floor of the houses.
"The ditch that Fan Er's family dug took half a month to dig. I was thinking it was a waste of labor costs, but I didn't expect that the scholars were so quick-witted and had such a long-term vision."
Unlike us, they don't have to brave the heavy rain to dig ditches and drain water.
"Who says otherwise? If we had known, we should have dug a ditch in every single one of the village, so we could stay home and rest on rainy days."
"Hints are always worth more than gold."
"I've realized we can follow what the second family does; if we just copy them, how could we not succeed?"
Upon hearing this, Li Wen fell into deep thought.
They can copy it.
He raised his voice and asked, "How about we all dig ditches together in the village once the rain stops?"
The other men were thinking that they probably wouldn't be able to wait for the rain to stop.
This rain is getting increasingly heavy and dangerous. If we don't dig a hole to drain the water now, it might flood the house.
The soil turned into mud, and half of my leg sank deep into it. Every step I took kicked up mud splatters all over me.
The rain was pouring down from above, pelting down on me and stinging painfully.
Even a raincoat isn't working today; several parts of it are soaked through, and the clothes cling to my skin, making me feel wet and uncomfortable.
A few days ago, when we were harvesting potatoes, the sun was blazing and we were all hoping for some rain. But now, not only has it rained, but the temperature has also dropped, and it feels chilly.
Thinking of the potatoes, Xu Laosan said, "It's fortunate that we harvested the potatoes early. Otherwise, in just three days, the weather would have turned like this, and the water in the fields would probably be waist-deep. How would we have been able to harvest them then?"
Li Wen's family planted fifteen mu of potatoes, and his father-in-law Wang's family planted five mu. Upon hearing this, they repeatedly agreed, "Yes, it's fortunate that we harvested them in advance."
Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to eat or sleep at home right now.
He added, "It was my Guifen who overheard what Fan Er's wife said at his house. She came back and asked my dad, which led to the decision to collect the goods ahead of schedule."
Upon hearing this, everyone's previous idea of following Fan Er's family was reinforced!
Those who didn't plant potatoes were worried: "I wonder how the rice seedlings in the fields are doing?"
One of the men comforted her, saying, "It's alright, the rice can survive even after being submerged for a few days."
But everyone else knew that it was fine for the rice to be submerged for a few days, but what if it wasn't just a few days?
Over time, the roots rotted.
Without food, life will be tough...
The men digging the ditch suddenly lost their interest in chatting and silently swung their hoes.
Then I thought of the potatoes at home.
They had previously worked as potato harvesters and exchanged a lot of potatoes for seed, which they were waiting to plant in September.
Thinking about the potato harvest, I have a glimmer of hope for next year's food supply.
I wonder how the Fan family manages to get through the heavy rain.
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