In midsummer, Shangjing is like a steamer roasted on a fire in Honghong, so hot that it makes people want to soak in water.

"It has been more than a month since it has rained, I'm afraid there will be drought again this year." Song Ci felt so hot that he was so hot that he helped her to the waterside by the lake to cool off. She glanced at the cracked ground and frowned.

Nanshan said: "This is not true, it's just over a month."

Madam Gong said angrily: "More than a month will cause huge losses to many farmers, especially when the crops are about to mature, but there is no rain. What do you think should you do in the second half of the year? You can't go hungry."

Song Ci also said: "If it's just a drought and it rains quickly, how can you plant another crop? You can just save money and get through it. The most fear is that the drought cannot be overcome and other extreme disasters will be encountered, which is a big disaster."

Usually drought and flood are born with plagues. Once it occurs, like in the 23rd year of Shengping, the treasury of Daqing will be empty again.

Fortunately, the past few years have been a bumper year, and there is still plenty of effort to provide disaster relief. Otherwise, if there is a severe drought, it will really cause countless bones.

Nanshan stuck out his tongue and dared not say much.

Song Ci walked to the edge of the pavilion, looked down, stunned for a moment, and his eyebrows were raised.

"Be careful, it's not a joke if you fall down." Madam Gong signaled Nanshan to mix with Song Ci.

Song Ci said to the two of them: "I have a bad look. Look, has the water level in the lake dropped a little better?"

Madam Gong was slightly stunned.

Nanshan signaled the two of them to retreat. She turned her back neatly, clasped her hands on the railings of the pavilion, and looked straight at the legs of the pavilion.

The pavilion is built by the lake, with several pillars standing in the water. Now the pillar standing in the water has one finger long, revealing the dry and cracked moss.

Nanshan frowned.

No matter how she doesn't understand, she also knows that lowering the water level is not a good thing.

"how?"

"It's down, it's long with fingers." Nanshan said with a calm face.

When Song Ci heard this, his face looked a little bad, and he had no intention of sacrificing the cold here, and said, "Go back and let the eldest lady and the second lady and the eldest grandma come to Chunhuitang to see me."

...

Mrs. Song and Jiang came first, while Guan Shuyan met Fu Yunjin on the way. The two came together. As for Lu, they arrived late only after everyone was settled.

Lu's face was a little red, and he bowed to Song Cifu, explaining: "Because the master said he was going to Changqing to visit the road and escape the summer heat in Yuzhu Village, his wife packed him some clothes. This time it was delayed and it was too late."

After hearing this, Jiang said, "It's so hot this day, and my third brother's legs and feet are inconvenient. Why are you still going there to escape the summer heat? It's still July."

July Ghost Month, what are you running out?

"It was said that a very famous Master Zhong Tian came to Changqing Temple to preach, so the master was determined to meet him. Then, the Yuzhu Village in our mansion was also at the foot of the Daoguan Mountain, and the village was cool, so he wanted to avoid the summer."

Mrs. Song pinched a green Buddhist bead string in her hand, glanced at Lu, and said with a smile: "Third brother is not giving up yet. I want to see if Master Zhong Tian can make him stand up?"

In recent years, there have been many such things. Isn’t it obvious that Song Zhiqing is wearing a Taoist bun and wearing a plain robe now? He just doesn’t hold a whisk in his hand and acts like a show where the monster escapes.

Lu smiled and said nothing. Song Zhiqing was going to go, but she couldn't stop her. She didn't bother to pay attention. He would go wherever he liked.

Song Ci said: "If he wants to go, go and send a few more people to serve him."
Chapter completed!