Chapter 1872
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Zhao Yun 'er directly stuffed the red packet into Liang Jinqiao's hands. "Mother, since it's Second Aunt's good intentions, let's accept it. Take this tael of silver!"
Liang Jinqiao was a little embarrassed and declined. "Yun 'er, you should take it!"
Zhao Yun 'er was a little speechless and said with a serious face, "Mother, why are you being so polite with me? Just take it!"
Liang Jinqiao stared at the red packet in her hand and sighed. "Okay!"
She didn't specially prepare dinner. She brought back a lot of leftovers from the second branch and casually heated them up a few times before eating.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter, so she didn't have a good appetite when eating.
She had to cook something to go with the rice later.
Soon, it was time to harvest rapeseed.
Zhao Yun 'er was washing clothes at home when she heard Mu Lan and Liang Jinqiao chatting. "It's going to rain in a few days. Auntie, we have to harvest the rapeseed in our field quickly. Otherwise, we'll be done for after the rain!"
Liang Jinqiao quickly nodded and said, "Yes, we have to harvest it quickly. We've been busy for a year and we've only managed to harvest so little. A year's worth of oil will be gone! "
"I've already asked Erhu to harvest it. My family didn't plant much!"
"My family planted a little more this year. I have to ask Yun 'er's father to work more these few days!"
After hearing Mu Lan and Liang Jinqiao's conversation, Zhao Yun 'er couldn't help but feel puzzled.
There was no weather forecast in ancient times. How did they know that it would rain in a few days?
"Sister Mu Lan, who told you that it's going to rain? I think the weather these few days is very hot. It doesn't look like it's going to rain?" Zhao Yun 'er asked curiously.
Mu Lan smiled and replied, "I heard it from Old Man Zhang! His bones can predict the weather … "
Mu Lan explained that Mr. Zhang had rheumatism. Whenever it was about to rain, his body would ache.
Under normal circumstances, it was very accurate. Therefore, when the villagers heard that Old Zhang's father was in pain, they would prepare to harvest the grains.
Zhao Yun'er finally understood.
However, compared to modern times, there were indeed many inconveniences. If there was a weather forecast, the prevention would probably be more accurate.
After all, there were still many inconveniences for ancient people. Zhao Yun'er felt that the air was slightly better and the pace of life was slightly slower. Everything else was incomparable to the 21st century.
Thinking of this hot and dry weather, Zhao Yun'er missed the real air-conditioning of the 21st century. Staying here would be too cool.
Unfortunately, he couldn't go back after coming here.
What she needed to do now was not to lament about the tragedy, but to think of ways to make her life in ancient times better.
She could create some things that she didn't have.
Hearing Mu Lan's words, Zhao Yun'er looked forward to the rain in a few days.
It hadn't rained since the beginning of summer, and the weather was very hot.
If it rained, it could cool down the temperature, and it would be much more comfortable to sleep at night.
Mu Lan chatted for a while and went back. There were still many things to do at home, so she couldn't leave for long.
Zhao Yun'er put the washed clothes on the drying pole.
After a busy morning, Zhao Wenhua came back tired and sweaty. Liang Jinqiao hurriedly poured a cup of herbal tea for Zhao Wenhua. Zhao Wenhua finished it in a few mouthfuls.
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