The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 36 Can spray cause heavy rain?

During the Ming Dynasty, the sky in Laishui County was blazing with scorching sun, and it looked cloudless at first glance.

An experienced old man only needs to take one look at it to know that this thief will continue to torment him. If it rains... there is no hope.

At this time, Teacher Pan took the detergent bottle and sprayed it three times in the living room towards the small "Laishui County".

From an altitude of [-] meters in Laishui County, a huge amount of water mist suddenly floated down. At a glance, it seemed endless.

These mist kept falling, and then falling again.

When they reached an altitude of about 2000 meters above the ground, they encountered cold air, which gradually condensed into small water droplets.

The small water droplets were held up in the air by the updrafts, and gradually condensed to form clouds one after another.

The mist above continued to fall, and the clouds gradually began to change color.

Someone in the county accidentally looked up and showed a surprised expression: How is this possible?

The water droplets in the clouds continued to merge, and continued to generate charges in the humid air. The charges became more and more, and finally... the first lightning was formed.

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder stunned the entire Laishui County.

Wang Dianshi, who was checking in at the county government office, stepped out.

Shopkeeper Hao, who had not yet completed the shoe order, also walked out of the shoe shop.

Li Shun said goodbye to her mother at home (going to work) and opened the window.

No one thought that the long-awaited heavy rain would suddenly come in such weather.

Only Pang Tiande, the city gate commander, looked at his few soldiers who were stunned and looking at the sky, and smiled like "I knew it a long time ago."

A moment later, the sky above Laishui County was covered with dark clouds, dazzling lightning struck one after another, and thunder rumbled non-stop.

"Is it raining there?" Teacher Pan asked.

"It's thundering already, but it hasn't rained yet," Fang Yu said.

"Then I'll spray it two more times." Teacher Pan said.

There were loud cheers outside. Whether they were county residents or refugees, they had been waiting for this scene for too long!
"Master Min, let's go out and have a look too."

Seeing Min Wen Gong's restless look, Fang Yu invited him to come to the door with him.

Although he had seen too many incredible things today, when Min Wengong looked up and saw the dark clouds, his heart still surged.

This is a true miracle!

The dark clouds continued to get heavier, so they could no longer hold the heavy raindrops, and they began to fall from the clouds one after another.

The sound of raindrops hitting the ground was like thunder.

Gradually, the rain curtain began to form into one piece, making it difficult to see even people a few meters away.

Thinking of the worries over the drought these days (for fear of not being able to pay the autumn tax) and the worries for the people in the county (for fear of rebellion), Min Wen Gong couldn't stop crying.

Fang Yu saw that the rain was not as heavy as usual, and that the dark clouds were about to reach the roof, and he couldn't help but wonder: "

"What is the situation? How can a spray be used to cause a heavy rainstorm?"

Shiting Village, Laishui County.

Old Man Fan sat at the door and smoked, staring at the crops in the distance, his heart full of sorrow.

"Dad! Why are you smoking again? This thing is so expensive."

His son Fan Laoshi happened to step out the door and saw his father hiding here, puffing away smoke.

Fan Laoshi suddenly felt distressed. How could this be smoking? This was clearly smoking money!It's also a slap in Fan Laoshi's heart!
Seeing that food is getting more expensive day by day, whoever has money now is rushing to buy food?His father actually dared to use money to buy back two taels of tobacco.Fan honestly felt that his father was really too spendthrift.

Old Man Fan glared at his son fiercely and cursed: "You can do whatever you want with the money I earn. It's not your turn to take charge of this family yet! Get out of here!"

Fan Laoshi immediately softened and said with a smile on his face: "Dad, let's eat first. You have to go to the county later."

It's not that he is afraid of Old Man Fan, but that Old Man Fan can make money now and is probably already the richest man in Shiting Village.

Whoever is rich is the biological father, Fan Laoshi thought to himself.

Old Fan lost his temper and looked sad again, sighing: "This year's crops are finished again, I'm upset."

Although Old Man Fan is now working as a "technical consultant" in a brick kiln run by homeless people, he not only gets a daily salary, but also a "technical consulting fee" of five taels of silver per month, and there is also a reward for every kiln brick fired.

But farmers’ attachment to land and crops is eternal.

And the most regrettable thing is that after working hard to take care of the crops from young to mature, it has now reached the grain-filling period, but God refuses to drop a drop of rain at this time.

If the drought continues for a few more days, even if the crops are not dead, they will only be harvested with empty grains.

Who else would be willing to do it?
Fan Laoshi's face also fell. His father was working in the county recently, and it was Fan Laoshi who was really busy in the crop fields from beginning to end.

But it hasn't rained, the river has stopped flowing, and the ditches in the fields have been cracked by the sun. The cracks are big enough to put a hand in.

What could Fan Laoshi do? He couldn't pick up a bucket and run to the Juma River more than ten miles away.

Well... there are actually people who go to Juma River to fetch water, including Hu Er's house at the end of the village.

At this time, a faint cry came over, and Fan Laoshi said to his father: "Hu Er is seeking his own death. He made several trips in one night and was reluctant to rest during the day. I heard that he vomited blood again this morning... …”

If you vomit blood and die, how will the remaining orphans and widows survive?
When Old Man Fan heard the crying, he felt sad in his heart, so he said, "Measure half a bushel of rice from home, add some buckwheat, and send it to Hu Er's house."

Fan Laoshi was about to jump up and curse, but Old Man Fan moved faster and smashed his pipe at him.

"Ouch! You..."

Fan Laoshi screamed when he was hit by the hardwood pipe. He pointed at his father and wanted to scold him but didn't dare.

Old Man Fan scolded: "I shouldn't have named you Lao Shi, you should have been called Stupid Pig! Now every household has no food. If we don't provide any relief, then the people in the village will either flee or starve to death, and you will be left alone." Shiting Village?"

Fan Lao was unconvinced and shouted: "Then let the whole village eat our Fan family's food? You, Old Man Fan, haven't even made a fortune!"

Old Man Fan sighed and said dejectedly: "Just help a little bit if you can. Can you, the fellow villagers, watch them starve to death?"

Fan Laoshi was still dissatisfied, so he was beaten and kicked by his father again, and finally limped into the house to get food.

At this moment, someone from the other side of the crop field shouted: "Oh God, the water is coming! The water is coming!"

The voice screamed heartbreakingly, making her cry and laugh at the same time.

Old Man Fan froze there. Fan Laoshi, who had just entered the house, jumped out like a monkey and flew straight to the crops.

Fan Laoshi passed by listless crops, crossed several dry ditches, and ran all the way to the river.

There was still a dry riverbed in front of Fan Laoshi, but he could clearly hear the sound of rushing water in his ears.

Fan Laoshi looked east and sure enough he saw gurgling water coming slowly.

Behind the flowing water, there is an even more turbulent "water wall" following closely behind.

Fan Laoshi was standing by the river. The rushing water splashed against the rocks on the shore, and the splash wet Fan Laoshi's face.

"How much rain will it rain? Is there a leak in the sky over there in the county?"

While being overjoyed, Mr. Fan looked at the dark clouds over the county seat and thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)