"Shrimps? Are you going to have a severe drought?"

Fubao, who was lying on the mat, was stunned for a moment.

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that since the weather got warmer, they had indeed not had any serious rain here. She had no special feeling about this.

wrong!

It seems that during this period, in order not to stay in the house, she has been looking forward to the good weather and being able to come to the yard to play.

Could it be my fault again?

Fubao hurriedly began to pray, praying that God would come to rain quickly.

In this era, we rely on the gods to make a living.

If it doesn't rain, the crops will die and the plants and trees in the mountains will not be able to withstand it. Just a little bit of Mars may lead to the big wildfire.

In later generations, the Amazon forest fires, Australian fires, and American fires seemed to be caused by the hot weather.

Just thinking about the thick smoke in the video makes people feel panicked.

Although Fubao was trying hard to pray, she herself was not sure if it would work.

Although she is God’s favorite baby, this prayer for rain is not a trivial matter.

It's like children making demands on their parents, you want a lollipop, a small toy, or something, not only the value is high, but you can achieve your wish by simply finding a convenience store or supermarket.

But if you ask your parents for a car or house, even if your parents have a wealth of wealth, you will not be able to get these from the roadside.

What's more, your parents may not agree to your request.

In Fubao's opinion, it is a relatively big requirement for her to want God to rain now.

Look at the sky, it is as blue as it is, and there is not even a cloud of silk. How can it be so easy to rain?

But, just pray!

Fu Bao prayed intently, but fell asleep shortly after.

When Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu saw that Fubao was asleep, they stopped talking in the yard, but carried Fubao back to the house.

The Lichun quickly went to collect the mat, cleaned it, and sent it back to the house so that the mat would not become hot outside by the sun.

...

Fubao had a dream.

In the dream, she kept running, running under the scorching sun.

The sun was as bright as fire, and she felt dehydrated.

Clouds keep flying by in the sky, and occasionally clouds will cover the sun.

However, there is no rain.

When Fubao woke up from her dream, she was sweating all over.

"Good baby, good baby!"

"Are you having a nightmare?"

"Be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here!"

Old Mrs. Xu's soft voice appeared clearly in Fubao's ears, and Fubao's consciousness gradually became clear.

Yes, she had a nightmare!

Since a long time, Fubao has stopped having nightmares.

As God’s favorite baby, she rarely has nightmares. Every nightmare is a sign.

In other words, there is a real drought this year.

And this drought was not caused by her.

Fortunately, this is not my own fault.

However, an inevitable drought will eventually come, which makes Fubao unable to be happy.

In the years of severe drought, there is no harvest of particles.

For the people of this era, whether it is drought or flood, it is a disaster that makes them desperate.

However, in the face of this disaster caused by God, Fubao was powerless.

She is just God’s favorite baby, and the key point is the “baby”.

In this world, God is the one who truly controls everything.

...

The sky is still very clear, day after day.

The villagers' drought resistance work has started from morning to night.

Even with the water wheel, the scorching weather without a trace of rain made everyone a little irritable. The feeling that Mars, which was only a little bit short of explosions.

Fu Bao prayed when he saw the heaven and earth, but after every prayer he would fall asleep, and then he would dream of running under the scorching sun.

After having this dream many times in a row, Fubao was already desperate.

Praying is impossible.

Now this situation can only be a fight with the sky, with infinite power.

In order to fight the drought, the villagers began to spawn sweet potato seedlings and prepared to plant sweet potatoes with strong drought resistance on a large scale. As for other crops in the field, they have basically been abandoned.

In addition to the fields near Taohua River and other fields, the villagers endured their heartache and destroyed the crops in the fields and changed to plant sweet potato seedlings.

A hero cuts his arm!

In order to survive, I can't take much care of it anymore.

Of course, there are also some people who are holding the last chance to have a rainfall.

But the facts are destined to disappoint them.

Mr. Xu was already quietly storing grain, and he would transport the purchased grain home while it was dark and there was no one.

At the same time, the governor of Xiangyi Prefecture, Shen Wansheng, was not idle either and had long handed over the complaint of the drought in Xiangyi Prefecture. The official plan for carriage freight and passenger transport discussed with him could only be put on hold for the time being due to this severe drought.

During this severe drought, people may not have food, so how can they still have the ability to raise horses?

...

Sanhe Town, Zhaojia Inn.

Zhao Bingxu did not continue to lie on the bed, but wandered around in the backyard.

Many facts have shown that Xiangyi Prefecture is really going to suffer a severe drought this year.

"Xiao Wu, you go back to the capital and use all the power of the Zhao family to transport grain to Xiangyi Prefecture."

After walking around the yard for a few times, Zhao Bingzhao suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Zhao Rui who was standing under the shade of the tree to enjoy the cool air.

"Now?! It's such a hot day?"

Zhao Rui was stunned.

It was getting hotter and hotter this day. He was wearing short shirts and shorts, standing under the shade of trees, sweating profusely. It was better to go to the capital in such a hot day. This is his life!

"nonsense!"

"Or why don't you stay here and I'll go back to the capital?"

Zhao Bingzhao stared at him.

Zhao Rui could only admit defeat.

If his senior brothers and sisters knew that they were so unfilial, they would be cleaned up without their master's words.

"Master, have you not been involved in these things before?"

"At this time, shouldn't the emperor be the one who gives kindness to the people?"

Zhao Rui looked at his master in confusion.

In the past few years, many places in the Tang Dynasty have had droughts and floods, and his master has never let anyone do anything. Why is this exception?

"Xiao Wu, you said, how about your master, I will ask for a title with the emperor?"

"What?"

When Zhao Bingzhao heard what Zhao Rui said, Zhao Rui jumped up and said, "Master, don't be too impressed!"

"Get out!"

Zhao Bingzhao smiled, "You can't think too much, even your master, I won't think too much!"

"However, I will decide this title, your master!"

Hearing Zhao Bingxu's decisive words, Zhao Rui looked desperate and said, "It's over, it's over, Master, you are going to tie yourself up!"

"With the title, you will no longer be a commoner!"
Chapter completed!