Time is ticking......

The densely planted corn seedlings are thin and yellow, and they can't grow well, Secretary Gao is very worried, but the face is indeed very stable.

This is the experience of Linxian!

The yield of 5,000 catties of corn per mu in Linxian County is planted like this, it must be that the fat is not enough, it must be that the broth is not drunk, and it must be that there is no milk.

The glucose squad that had been disbanded for two or three months was combined again......

However, what kind of corn can withstand such a toss?

Regarding the matter in the village next door, Nan Chengyu occasionally listened to Feng Ming'an's brothers.

The food in Hongxing Village is thinner than a meal, and they don't smile much when they gossip, and now there are wild vegetables on the mountain and riverside to make up for it.

But it's going to be cold!

When the snow covers the mountains, will they expect the corn to turn yellow in the fields?

Jointing, heading, flowering, grouting......

The corn is about to ripen, the village is already preparing to harvest the corn, and the sweet potatoes in the field are ripe and ready to be dug out.

The people of the village were beaming with joy all day long.

This morning.

Nan Chengyu knocked down all the dates on the jujube tree and received the storage ring, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Linlang's good baby holding a date, and his delicate and cute little face looked at the sky with deep eyes.

What does that look like......

Nan Chengyu was so amused that he hugged the person in his arms and kissed him, and asked funny: "Good baby, what do you see?" See what's missing? ”

Linlang's good baby continued to frown his little brows, and the good baby who used to be kissed by his little brother and could quickly faint and laugh softly and cutely had a somewhat serious expression at this time.

"It's going to rain."

Nan Chengyu was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted: "Is it okay for my brother to put away his clothes?" ”

"It's going to rain a lot."

Linlang continued to add, and Nan Chengyu couldn't laugh anymore.

In the past two years, the drought and flood have been uncertain, Nan Chengyu has never left Sijiu City at that time, and he is also considered to be a big heart, and he is really young, and he really can't remember the specifics, but it is true that natural disasters have been frequent in recent years.

Linlang pulled his fingers.

"It will start to rain tomorrow night, and it will rain heavily for half a month, and it won't stop ............ for half a month"

The system told her, and the system told her, that the rain would drown a lot of food.

Hearing this, Nan Chengyu's expression instantly froze.

"What did you say?"

The second grandfather looked at Nan Chengyu with serious eyes, this is not nonsense.

"I took Linlang into the mountains in the morning to collect firewood, and the old uncle I met said this, he said that it would rain in the evening, and it would not stop for half a month, and he also said that the food would be ruined......"

"That's it! I'll let you go back first, a few of our old guys know about it.

You go back and harvest the sweet potatoes in your family's three quarters, and that's your task for today and tomorrow......"

Nan Chengyu nodded and left with Linlang's good baby.

Old Man Si Mo's face was serious.

"Grandma Sun also said that it was going to rain, and everyone felt that the sky didn't look like it could rain.

Regardless of whether you are prepared or not.

Break the corn first......

We'll find out tomorrow night. ”

Fengjia Village, which was in the stage of preparing for corn harvesting, suddenly put away the corn in a hurry, and the old captain of Shangyang Village went down to the ground with a cigarette bag and pot.

"What's going on? Liguo, you give your uncle a mouth. "Seeing that the densely planted corn is finished again, the people of Shangyang Village have given up struggling, and they will follow what Fengjia Village does.

So, seeing the corn harvesting here, the old captain asked the old farmers in their village to start harvesting, and he came here to find out the wind.

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#求票票#

Today's third update.

Ahhh

Sins, sins, sins! My face hurts.