The brigade leader couldn't sleep all night because he was worried about the rice.
Fortunately, the typhoon had weakened by the time it reached Songjia Village. He guessed that the typhoon might have made landfall in Zhanjiang City in the neighboring province, which was why the wind gradually weakened as it reached their area.
Wearing a straw raincoat and carrying a flashlight, he patrolled the fields and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the rice paddies were safe and sound.
At this time, the sky began to lighten, and a light drizzle was still falling, with almost no wind.
Just then, the village roosters began to crow. The brigade leader returned to the village and met the village chief, who had also gotten up early and wanted to go to the fields to take a look.
The village chief asked in surprise, "Aidang, you're in the fields so early?" The brigade leader replied with a smile, "Of course, I was worried last night that the typhoon would ruin the rice, but it seems everything is fine now."
"It's good that you're alright. Let's hurry back. We can harvest slowly when the weather clears up. Let's dry the ones we've harvested first, otherwise they'll sprout and cause problems," the village chief said worriedly.
"Okay, tomorrow should be sunny. We'll make arrangements then," the captain continued.
Songjia Village weathered the crisis without incident, and no grain was damaged, which relieved everyone's anxiety.
Song Zhe, who is far away in Beijing, has not returned to the compound since he delivered the documents to the military region yesterday.
Aside from eating and sleeping, Su Tian spent all her time hiding in the space learning and trying to make pills.
She discovered that the medicinal herbs she had planted in the space had all matured, especially the ginseng.
A day outside the space is equivalent to ten years for the ginseng. Now, they have grown into ginseng that is fifty or sixty years old.
She dug up a ginseng root, added other medicinal herbs, and prepared to add some spiritual spring water to make a health-preserving pill according to the recipe in the pharmacopoeia.
Its effects include prolonging life, increasing the number of years a person can live, and delaying aging and promoting longevity.
She had been hiding in the space, busy for more than ten hours, before she finally made a small porcelain bottle of health pills, which could hold thirty pills.
Because she was new to pharmaceutical manufacturing, Su Tian was a bit slow at first, but now that she's more skilled, she can make another bottle in five hours.
She didn't leave the space until she had made five bottles of health-preserving pills and Aunt Zhang knocked on the door to ask her to come down for dinner.
Su Tian realized that she hadn't seen Song Zhe for two days, and it seemed that he had been very busy in the military region.
"Grandma Song, Grandpa Song," Su Tian called out sweetly.
"Sweetie, come, sit down and eat. You must have been cooped up these past few days. How about we go out for a walk after breakfast tomorrow morning?" Grandma Song said kindly.
"Okay, Grandma Song, I'll go for a walk tomorrow morning."
"It's good to go for a stroll. Xiao Zhe hasn't had time to accompany you these past few days," Grandpa Song said with a chuckle.
Suddenly, a male voice came from the doorway, "Mom and Dad, we're back to see you."
Upon hearing that voice, Su Tian noticed that the smiles on Grandma Song and Grandpa Song's faces vanished instantly.
Su Tian glanced at the door and saw a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman enter, accompanied by three girls who looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Mom and Dad, you're eating right now, and none of us have eaten yet."
Tang Yan, you and the children sit down and eat together.
The five of them sat down, and Aunt Zhang noticed that Grandpa Song and Grandma Song didn't say anything.
She quickly picked up a bowl and started serving them food; she was already used to doing this.
This family would come from time to time to rob us, and they would leave only after they had plundered everything.
"What are you doing up here at this hour?" Grandpa Song said expressionlessly.
"We've come to see you all! We haven't visited you in so long, we just missed you!" Xu Gui said in a glib manner.
"Finish your meal and leave quickly, and don't come here again," Grandpa Song said impatiently.
"Dad, what are you saying? This is my home! Why can't I come?" Xu Gui said, his face flushed.
"That's right, Dad, why can't we come? What kind of parents are you?" Tang Yan complained.
"Just because you don't have the surname Song, I've already done more than enough by raising you to the age of 12. I don't owe you anything."
You were perfectly fine in our family when you were 12. Ever since your parents shamelessly took you back, you've picked up so many bad habits that we can't change them no matter what we do.
In the past, out of consideration for our childhood, I helped you with everything I could. But what have you been doing?
You're lazy and good-for-nothing, just like your parents. If it weren't for our past relationship, would you still be here extorting us old folks?
"If it weren't for your wife and your three-year-old brother staying at your house for two or three days before, do you think we would have taken you away to raise you?"
Grandpa Song said with a sense of disappointment, "The old saying is indeed true: like father, like son."
"I don't care. If my parents hadn't found the medicine to help you, my older brother would have died when he was three years old."
"I'm out of money now, you'd better give me some money quickly, or I won't leave." Xu Gui glared at Grandpa and Grandma Song while eating.
Grandma Song remained silent, blaming it all on her for not taking good care of her child, which caused Yuanyi to catch a cold.
37 years ago, she took a carriage with her servants to go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Who knew that when they passed a mountain, they would encounter bandits. Those ruthless bandits robbed them of all their money and killed most of their servants.
With her three-year-old son Yuanyi in her arms and the help of the other servants, she ran frantically down the mountain into the village.
If it weren't for the heavy rain, she and her son would have been killed. In order to escape, she ran down the mountain desperately.
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