After treating Dabai and the others' wounds, everyone prepared to go down the mountain.
But before leaving, Xiao Lingling waved to the python.
I just met this big guy by chance recently. Although he is rather cold and doesn't like to move, he is still close to Xiao Lingling.
The python had wounds all over its body and was a little lazy and didn't want to move. It rolled its tail and brought the little bell to its front.
Xiao Lingling was speechless, but still explained, "These people are here for that old Lingzhi."
The python's pupils erected, and it seemed a little puzzled as to why these people were looking for that kind of old wood?
Little Bell patted its head and said, "Next time if someone comes, just hide. That thing is useless to you anyway. There's no need to fight to the death."
The python nodded to show that it understood.
Only then did Xiao Lingdang feel relieved and followed Zhao and others down the mountain.
Only Xu Guling was worried, so she took another round of inspection and only came down after making sure there was no danger.
Little Lingling was so hot that as soon as she got home, she washed her face and rushed back to her room.
It was not until he felt the cool air in the room that he seemed to come back to life.
But it's too difficult. If she wasn't afraid that her family would worry if she disappeared, she would have wanted to stay in the space for a few months and come out after the summer was over.
Zhao knew that she was afraid of heat, so she brought her some cold boiled water. Looking at her red little face, she felt a little distressed.
"Look how hot it is for you. Can you still hold on?"
Little Bell forced a half-hearted smile, "Don't worry, Grandma, I'm fine. Didn't Brother Yu bring the ice? It's much cooler now."
Zhao sighed, "It's hot here, but it's never this hot even in the dog days of summer back home. But I heard from Sister Cui that there seems to be something wrong with the weather this year."
Forget it, there's no point in thinking about it. Now that you have ice, you should stay indoors unless you have nothing to do."
Having said that, she glanced outside the door, and after making sure that no one was around, she knelt down and leaned close to Little Bell's ear.
"Grandma knows you must have some method, so just use it. If you need grandma to help cover for you, just tell me."
Little Bell was amused by her behavior, "Grandma, you are so cute."
Zhao glared at her angrily, "You little girl, who am I doing this for?"
Little Bell quickly coaxed her, "For my sake, for my sake, grandma is the best. But don't worry, grandma, I'm really much better, these ices are really effective.
"But you're right, the weather is a bit too hot. I have some heat-relief medicine here. I'll take it to the kitchen and boil it up. We can all have a bowl to keep warm."
"Okay, take it out and put it aside. I'll cook it later. It's too hot in the kitchen. You take a rest. Grandma will go and get busy first."
Xiao Lingdang didn't say anything until Zhao left, then she took out the water mirror from the space.
The last time I used it was to watch the embarrassing scene of Master being kicked by Xiao Hei, but this time it was for serious business.
Little Bell's little hand seemed to grab a wisp of air from the air and threw it into the water mirror. Then she waved it at the water mirror, and immediately a scene appeared.
The picture was a little small, so Xiao Lingling projected the picture into the air, making it much bigger.
The first thing that was shown on the screen was the people of Shuanghe Village harvesting grain. Xiao Lingling zoomed out the screen with her hands and looked towards the surroundings of Shuanghe Village.
As they continued to row north, a terrifying phenomenon appeared before Xiao Lingling's eyes.
This...shouldn't the drought be over by now?
Hasn’t it rained before?
Looking at the image in the mirror, why does the ground in the northernmost part have started to crack?
Especially the original Zhoubei Prefecture, although it has been occupied by barbarians, it is still in a state of poverty and desolation.
So, in fact, the drought has never been over, it just eased a little at that time?
Yes, from the first rain we encountered when fleeing famine until now, even in Shuanghe Village, there have only been four rains in total, and one of them was a sweet rain.
There is even less rain in the north, and some areas may only have one or two rain showers. Although this can provide temporary relief, the situation will become more severe in the summer.
No wonder the weather is so hot, it's the drought that's causing it.
This is bad news. If the drought continues this year, it will last for three years.
There was a severe drought for three years, and how many people died?
Moreover, this drought will even affect Chen'an Prefecture. I guess the harvest in the second half of the year won't be very good...
She has to think of a way!
She wanted to find out the root cause of the drought, so she used a water mirror to work backwards, trying to trace the time back to the very beginning of the drought.
That year, it seemed that there was a war in the north?
At the beginning, she had not yet been born, so it seemed impossible to transfer her back directly.
But since it is related to the war, it should not be a secret. Maybe my grandparents know something?
Xiao Lingling put away the water mirror and planned to find time in the evening to talk to her grandparents about it.
But now, she has important things to do.
Little Bell flashed into the space and looked at the thousands of acres of golden farmland. The restlessness in her heart calmed down a little.
Fortunately, she has not given up farming in the past few months.
Originally, only a few hundred acres were opened, but after three farming cycles in the past few months, enough seeds have been successfully accumulated to plant a full thousand acres of fertile land.
A batch of grain can be harvested in the space every thirty days. Because the space is irrigated with water from the spiritual pond, the yield per mu is half more than that of the fertile fields outside.
Nowadays, if the best farmland outside is cultivated well, the yield per mu can be about 300 to 400 kilograms.
The yield per mu in the space is between 500 and 600 kilograms. Based on this calculation, a thousand mu of fertile land can yield 500,000 to 600,000 kilograms per month.
This number may sound large at first glance, but it is actually not much for the people in the entire northern part of Qingyang. It can even be said to be a drop in the bucket.
So, Xiao Lingling planned to plant rice after harvesting this wave of wheat.
The rice in Shuanghe Village is growing well this year, and we should be able to receive enough rice seeds to plant rice directly in the space.
The per-acre yield of rice is nearly twice that of wheat. If we have enough space, we can harvest nearly one million kilograms at a time, which is definitely more effective than wheat.
As for praying for rain, she really didn't dare.
Something that can directly lead to three years of drought is definitely not a trivial matter. She is not sure whether she can withstand the backlash after praying for rain, so she should just focus on disaster relief.
And this is not a bad thing for her, and she can also gain more merit by the way.
So that night, Xiao Lingling used the excuse that she couldn't sleep alone and ran to her grandparents' bedroom to sleep with them.
Zhao knew Xiao Lingdang best, so after dinner and washing up in the evening, when everyone was tired and went back to rest, she went straight to Xiao Lingdang.
"Tell me, what's the matter with you coming to see grandma?"
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