I am Fugui

Chapter 121 The Veteran Farmer
mid-June.

"boom"

A burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the cloudy sky, and lightning bolts formed a grid and passed through the air.

The wind was rushing, the ground was dusty, and the sky was dark. The peasants came back from the field in a hurry, closed the door frames, and looked at the angry God with sad faces.

When the wind blows and the rain hits, I don't know if the decaying thatched roof can bear it.

After a while, bean-sized raindrops formed a rain curtain and fell from the sky, crackling and hitting various places, and yellow muddy water gathered on the ground in a short while.

Most people in Xujia Village were in a hurry to find wooden barrels and basins to catch the rainwater leaking from the roof and prevent the ground from becoming muddy.

Xu Fugui's muscular upper body was naked, wearing a pair of baggy gray trousers, and straw sandals on his feet. He sat on the threshold and watched the heavy rain outside.

"It's a good thing we made it back." Jiazhen walked over with a roll of dry tobacco, looking at the thunderstorm outside with lingering fear.

She was wearing a light blue short-sleeved cheongsam, her hair was coiled up high, intellectual and dignified, and she looked out of place with the simple thatched cottage.

She had just returned from Chen Liping's house in the county seat, and she hadn't had time to change out of her clothes.

Xu Fugui lit the dry tobacco, exhaled a puff of blue smoke, and looked at the heavy rain with some worry, "Don't let the ground accumulate water."

It didn't take long for the crops in the field to mature. If the crops were drowned by the accumulated water at this time, he would have nowhere to cry.

"No, the drainage in the ground is so good." Jiazhen said reassuringly.

Xu Fugui thought for a while, and also, if his own fields were full of water, there must be more water in other people's fields.

"Snapped!"

A thin bamboo tree on the side of the road was blown off by the strong wind, making a crisp sound.

With such a strong wind, even if there is no water in the field, it is estimated that a lot of corn and rice will be blown down.

"Fugui, come in." Jiazhen called softly.

There is wind and rain outside, and the under the eaves are affected. Sitting under the eaves can be blown by the wind wrapped in rain.

Xu Fugui wiped off the rainwater from his upper body, got up and walked into the house, and closed the door tightly.

Although the thatched hut was narrow and crude, it was safe and sound, and there was no drop of rain leaking from the roof.

Fengxia and Youqing lay on the wooden door, watching the heavy rain outside through the gap, occasionally a flash of lightning or a thunderous thunder sounded, causing them to shout excitedly.

"Father, I want to go out and play in the rain." Feng Xia said suddenly.

Xu Fugui laughed loudly, and threw away the smoke that burned his fingers, "Isn't Fengxia afraid of being blown away by the wind?"

"Not afraid."

Youqing yelled childishly: "Father, I also want to go to the rain, it feels like fun."

Xu Fugui said with a straight face: "Go to hell, just cause me trouble."

Feng Xia puffed her face, "Father, you are not allowed to bully younger brother."

Xu Fugui teased them for a while, put on his jacket, and sat on the bamboo chair boredly.

"Laishun, Cuiping's new clothes are ready, come and take a look." Xu's mother put down the needle and thread in her hand, held the clothes in her hand, and said with a smile.

After Laishun took it, he stood in the air holding the hem of his clothes, and said with a simple smile, "It's so pretty, Cuiping appointed me to like it."

What I made for Liu Cuiping was a red long-sleeved dress with flowers, paired with a pair of black trousers, and the cloth shoes were also brand new thousand-layered shoes.

Mother Xu: "Okay, then tomorrow we will bring new clothes and marry Cuiping back."

Laishun didn't speak, just nodded with a smile.

In the past two days, he has been a little absent-minded in his work, looking at the front from time to time and giggling.

The torrential rain lasted for half an hour, and then turned to moderate rain, and the sound of pattering rain was still heard outside.

The dark clouds in the sky still haven't dissipated, occasionally thunder roars, and a flash of lightning passes by.

"I'll go to the field to have a look."

Xu Fugui said something, picked up the bamboo hat and put it on his head, picked up the hoe and walked into the rain.

Walking out of the yard, I met a few farmers wearing bamboo hats on the road. They also went to see the crops in the field, with worried faces on their faces.

When I came to the field, I saw pieces of corn blown to the ground at a glance, and the rice in the paddy field was also blown obliquely, as if someone had rolled a circle on it.

Xu Fugui walked into the field and heaved a sigh of relief. Although the corn had been blown down a lot and the land was wet, at least there was no water accumulation.

The rainwater flows outside along the channel dug earlier.

"Damn, you know there's stagnant water."

At this time, the voices of farmers came from the nearby fields.

Xu Fugui went over to have a look. There were several puddles in their field, and the crops were all soaked in water. These people hurriedly wielded their hoes to lead the accumulated water outside.

However, this method only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Even if the stagnant water is diverted out now, the rainwater will accumulate again after a while.

When they started farming, they didn't plan the rainfall well. It was the same with Xu Fugui when he first started farming. With more experience, the crops he planted were not only neat and orderly, but also took care of the rainfall.

"Fugui, why is there no water in your field?" A farmer asked.

Xu Fugui grinned, "Maybe I'm lucky."

"Yes, we are too unlucky." They echoed.

An old man leaned on a cane and stood on the ridge of the field. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "It's bad luck, I've been planting it for so many years in vain, and it's not as good as Fugui."

"Go to his field and see how his land is planted. It's strange if there is water."

A few peasants really ran over to have a look, but they didn't see any tricks. The old man had obviously planted the land all his life, and he said the main points one by one, and these few people nodded suddenly.

But then a look of embarrassment appeared on their faces, and it was okay to let them plant the land, but they must also pay attention to drainage while planting the land. This cannot be done in a short while, and requires a lot of experience.

Xu Fugui joined in the fun for a while, talked about his own experience by the way, and then walked home with a hoe.

"Have the crops been flooded?" Father Xu asked immediately when he got home.

Xu Fugui shook his head, "Many people's crops have been flooded, and there is no water in our land."

Father Xu happily tapped the ground with his crutches, making a crisp crashing sound, "Fugui, it seems that you are born to farm the land. It has only been two years, and you are more experienced than those who have been farming for more than ten years."

Xu's mother smiled and said: "My family Fugui is not a farmer. He has a smart head. If he had studied hard at that time, he would definitely be a gentleman."

Xu's father said disdainfully: "He is still a husband, and he doesn't know a few big characters. Last time, Hu Xingwang's son's name, Heping, could be written wrong. It really embarrasses my old face."

Xu's mother glanced at him angrily, "I'm too lazy to talk to you, I still have to prepare for tomorrow's meal, if you have nothing to do, just help wipe the table."

While talking and laughing, the Xu family began to get busy with Laishun's marriage.
(End of this chapter)