Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 240, and some are busy

It's mid-March, but it's still cold even after being drenched in rain. This year's spring feels a bit like winter.

A few men outside were slaughtering pigs in the rain, while Feng Qingluo and the two elders in the room drank ginger tea and chatted, waiting to eat wild pork.

However, the temptation of wild boar meat could not dispel the troubles caused by the continuous rain. After drinking a bowl of ginger tea, some people expressed their worries.

Great Elder Feng Hongze said: "Patriarch, the rain today is unusual, it has been falling for several hours and has no intention of stopping, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid there will be more and more water coming down from the mountain, and the creek won't be able to hold it!" Feng Hongtai continued what he hadn't finished.

Feng Hongze nodded: "You also saw it when you fished the big wild boar just now. The water in the creek rises very fast, and if it rises again, it will overflow the embankment. By then, let alone the rice we just planted, even this thatched hut... I'm afraid I can't keep it!"

Hearing this, several men around sighed, only Feng Qingluo remained silent.

She's trying to figure it out.

What methods were used to fight floods on TV in the previous life?Her memory is not bad, she recalled several, but the key is that the methods of the 21st century would not work in ancient times!

For example, if you want to pack sandbags or something, you must have a bag, right?

But since she crossed over, the people of the tribe can hardly afford to eat, and the clothes are patched and patched. Where can I get more cloth to make sandbags?
She had stockpiled a lot of cloth in her space a while ago, but how would she get it out?Tell the tribe that she activated the space?

I'm afraid that the kind and simple people of the clan will change their tempers by then!
Unless it is absolutely necessary, don't expose the fact that she has space in front of the tribe.

There is a saying that is good, it is a crime to conceive a jade!
If you can't think of a way, you can only gamble that the rain will stop soon.

However, the rain outside was so loud that the butchers couldn't open their eyes, but they had no intention of stopping at all.

The rain lasted until noon the next day. During this period, Feng Qingluo didn't dare to sleep. After a while, she put on her coir raincoat and went out to patrol along the stream.

Fortunately, the rain stopped at noon the next day, otherwise the dike built just last year would really collapse.

Because when the rain stopped, many places had already started to flood.

Luoxia Village is in the mountains, surrounded by steep mountains, the water disappeared very quickly, and the water level of the creek dropped a lot after the rain stopped for less than half an hour.

As soon as the rain stopped, Feng Qingluo didn't care about the damp everywhere in the house, so she hurried to the field to look at the seedlings that had just been planted three or four days ago.

After being slapped by the heavy rain for more than a day, the seedlings were soaked in the paddy field staggeringly, and some of the tails of the seedlings that had accumulated a lot of water were almost submerged.

"Hurry up and release the water, and put the water in each field to the height of half a finger!"

Hearing the words, the members of the Feng clan hurried to get busy, for fear that the success of the seedlings, which the whole family had hoped for, would fail later.

As a result, after the water was released, the people of the clan were even more worried. Many roots of the seedlings floated up, and they could still live?

Feng Qingluo was also worried when she looked at it, under the guise of looking at the disaster situation, put some spiritual spring water in each field, and leave the rest to fate!
The main reason is that the rainstorm occurred in the first year of farming. Who would have thought of this?

After the water in the paddy fields was released, I went to see the dry land. Some of the dry land was also flooded. The soybeans and peanuts that had just been planted were soaked for too long for fear that they would rot and not germinate.

It was also because the water in Luoxia Village disappeared quickly, and soon everyone went home with their hoes on their shoulders.

There's still mess at home!

Because of the heavy rain, several huts collapsed, including Feng Qingluo's.

This time, it needs to be overhauled at first glance, and some are busy!
(End of this chapter)