Wang Miaomiao glanced at her elder brother.
She knew that he looked like this because something must have happened in the village school, but she didn't intend to expose it, so she just smiled and turned around pretending not to see it.
Seeing her turn and go into the room, Wang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put the paper in his hand away.
The paper was rough and the cheapest kind, but it was still a considerable expense for the Wang family. Li had previously warned him not to waste it.
He was copying words on it, and for the moment he could only keep it with him.
Mrs. Li was in a low mood and had no energy to pay attention to her son. Seeing Wang Yi sitting in the yard, she casually asked, "Yier, are you doing well in the village school?"
Wang Yi's eyes wandered as he said, "It's OK."
Upon hearing this, Li nodded with a tired look on her face, and walked into the house to rest. Only the father and son were left in the yard.
When Old Man Wang came back, he didn't sit down to rest. Instead, he picked up his farm tools and headed straight out the door. Seeing his son sitting in the yard, he said, "Yier, come with me to the fields."
"Huh?!" Wang Yi was stunned, then looked up and reacted: "Okay, Dad, wait for me."
He put the bag of writing brushes and ink he brought to the village school back into the room, and then followed Old Man Wang out the door.
The sun is high in the sky and the weather is still terribly hot.
When the father and son walked to the field, they were sweating all over due to the sun. Old Man Wang raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and sighed as he looked at the half-dead crops.
Wang Yi was still a young man and didn't know what it meant to be sad. Seeing his father sigh, he comforted him, "Dad, it will rain in a few days, and the crops will be fine. Don't worry."
"I hope it will rain. If it doesn't rain, no one in the village will be able to survive." Old Man Wang had a sad face, his eyes were as heavy as a mountain, and there was no sense of relaxation in his tone.
These crops are the lifeblood of these people!
The father and son didn't talk much. After saying these two sentences, they started to weed the crops under the scorching sun. There was no rain to nourish the crops, so the weeds in the fields could not grow anymore.
at the same time.
On this side, Wang Miaomiao stayed in the room and was thinking about how to solve the drought problem.
She knew that taxes were very heavy now. If the drought continued and the fields failed to produce any crops, not only her family but the entire village would be destroyed.
Now, few families in the village have enough money to pay the taxes. If there is not enough food, the yamen runners will force the villagers to pay the full amount of food even if they have to sell their children.
Naturally, she would find a way to change that situation.
Although Wang Miaomiao had never been involved in farming before, she had been in the modern information world several times, so she was not completely at a loss in this area.
She vaguely remembered the situation in the village and that she could build a waterwheel to alleviate the drought, but she was now a little worried about what the specific components of the waterwheel would be and how to operate it.
Wang Miaomiao lay on the bed with her arms as a pillow, trying to recall the past. She only remembered that the waterwheel could rotate by itself, bringing river water into the fields, and that it looked like a wooden wheel.
Most of the time I have no idea at all.
You only regret not having read enough books when you need them. Now she finally understands the regret behind this sentence.
Wang Miaomiao had no choice but to call for help: "099, is there a book in the mall that sells how to make a waterwheel?"
099 responded quickly. It searched the mall and said, "Host, this type of book is not sold in the mall, but you can enter the lottery."
"What?" She suspected that she had heard it wrongly.
"Host, do you still remember the prize pool of 10 points for one draw?" 099 reminded.
After hearing what 099 said, Wang Miaomiao remembered that the points she had rewarded when completing the novice mission were only enough to participate in the lottery in the mall. At that time, the prize pool was said to be absolutely rewarding, so she gave it a try.
The first time she drew a one-time friendly halo, she didn't feel anything when using it. Later, in order to receive the new user subsidy, she drew again and won a home cooking recipe.
What's that prize pool called?!
"Is this the lucky draw?!"
Wang Miaomiao remembered it, opened the mall page and confirmed with 099.
099 affirmed: "Yes, that's it."
Wang Miaomiao hesitated. She never liked this kind of game of luck, not to mention that she had to draw with a purpose. This made her feel uneasy that the outcome was out of control.
"Host, do you want to draw a lottery?" 099 asked.
Wang Miaomiao closed the mall page and said, "I won't use it for now."
She decided to look for other solutions first and didn't want to consider the lottery unless it was absolutely necessary.
Unable to think of any solution at this moment, she stopped making things difficult for herself. She pulled the quilt over her bed and prepared to take a nap, leaving the matter to be dealt with after she woke up.
Time passes slowly.
In this small room, Wang Miaomiao was sleeping soundly on the bed. She didn't know how long it took until the sun started to set before she woke up from her nap.
Hearing voices in the yard outside, she got up and left the room.
In the yard, Old Man Wang and Wang Yi had just returned. Their faces were flushed from the heat, and their short cotton coats were soaked with sweat, making them look a little disheveled.
When Wang Miaomiao came out, she saw the father and son wiping the sweat off their faces with a basin of water in the yard.
"Dad, brother, you're back." She greeted them, then went to the stove and brought out two bowls of water for them to quench their thirst.
Old Man Wang wiped it briefly, then took the water from the water girl and sat down at the wooden table, gulping down the drink. After finishing, he said, "This water tastes really sweet."
Seeing this, Wang Miaomiao smiled but said nothing.
Old Man Wang looked tired. After drinking some water, he didn't stay in the yard for long and went into the house to rest.
Wang Yi was the only one left in the courtyard, drinking water slowly. Wang Miaomiao noticed this and reminded him, "Brother, don't you have to go to the village school this afternoon?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi was horrified and said, "Oh no!"
He almost forgot about this matter, then realized that he still had to go to the village school in the afternoon. Wang Yi didn't dare to delay and finished drinking the water. He walked a few steps into the room to get his pen and ink bag, and hurried out.
Wang Miaomiao watched him walk out the door like a gust of wind and shook her head. Then she thought of Lin Xiucai and the waterwheel she wanted to make before going to bed. Suddenly, she also wanted to go to the village school to see if she could find some solutions.
After thinking about it, she slowly walked out.
At this time, although the sun was no longer as scorching as it was at noon, it was still not comfortable to walk on the road.
Wang Miaomiao walked in the shade and when she arrived at the village school, she could hear the sound of Mr. Lin and others reading from afar.
She looked from outside and found that it was still the same children reading. Her eldest brother Wang Yi was considered the oldest among them, and it was obvious that he was sitting inside.
Seeing that the class had already started, she thought about it and decided not to go in to disturb them. She found a shady place outside and waited quietly.
A moment later.
When Mr. Lin finished speaking, he came out and saw Wang Miaomiao sitting outside.
"Mr. Lin." She said with a smile.
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