Chapter 508

Name:The Rural Doctress Author:Lin Jin
Hearing that Lin Guyu said so, Chi hang put out his hand and rubbed Lin Guyu's shoulder and said "en" gently

It's getting colder and colder.

That morning, when Lin Guyu woke up in a daze, he heard that it was snowing outside.

Slowly climbing up, Lin Guyu felt the cold air coming, put on a coat, came down from the bed and ran to the window.

Reach out to open the window, looking at the sky and earth are covered with a layer of white, Lin Guyu's mouth can't help but hook up.

Lin Guyu hurriedly ran to the bedside to wake up Chi hang, with a little excitement between his eyebrows and eyes, "brother Chi hang, you get up quickly, it's snowing."

Every time it snows, Lin Guyu gets excited.

Chi hang put on his clothes and went to the window with Lin Guyu.

When the window moved away, a cold wind came, and everything outside turned white.

Snowflakes are falling from the dark red sky.

"It's still snowy," said Lin Guyu, glancing at Chi hang. "It's time to make a snowman."

Chi hang smiles gently. It snows every year. Lin Guyu always does such things. He is used to it.

Maybe the children are also infected by Lin Guyu and play in the yard.

Xu Zixuan and Dousha went to school early. Dong'Er and nian'gao were struggling with snowballing. Only Tuanzi stood in the door looking at the crowd with a serious face.

Seeing Tuan Zi's serious face, Lin Guyu walked slowly to Tuan Zi and touched his head.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Guyu squatted down and looked at his son seriously. "Are you afraid of the cold?"

Tuan Zi shook his head and said seriously, "it snows early this year."

"Yes," said Lin Guyu, slightly clasping his lips and taking a look at the sky, "I'm afraid there will be a few more snow this year."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Guyu seemed to think of something, and his brows twisted into a ball.

It usually doesn't snow so early. It snows early this year, and it is likely to be dry next year.

Of course, these rich people don't worry about the draught. After all, the capital is surrounded by rivers, so there's no need to worry about the draught.

However, farmers have to rely on God's appreciation of the rain to irrigate the farmers.

If it doesn't rain next year, the harvest will be less, and the Huns in the north will surely take the opportunity to attack.

When Lin Guyu thought of this, she suddenly felt that she could be emperor. She worried about this and that all day long.

However, the snow still needs to be preserved. Not only that, we also need to dig canals and build reservoirs in the fields. The snow water saved can irrigate the farmers next summer.

"The master said that if it snowed early, there would be a great drought in the coming year." Tuanzi small adults said, brow twist into a ball, a face seriously looking to Lin Guyu, "Niang, what is drought?"

Lin Guyu was very surprised when she heard Tuanzi say the first sentence, but when she heard the last sentence, she couldn't help laughing.

When he reached for Tuanzi's head, Lin Guyu said calmly, "the drought is that it doesn't rain much, so we don't have water to drink, and farmers can't grow crops."

"Isn't there still water in the river and well?" Tuanzi looked at Lin Guyu with a confused face and asked in a puzzled way.

"But when it's dry, the river may not be enough," Lin explained simply. "Now when the snow turns into water and is stored, there will be some more."

Tuanzi nodded his head as if he knew nothing. Suddenly, he felt that his mother was so powerful that he knew everything.

"You go and play with your sister and sister. Don't think so much about it." Lin Guyu doesn't want Tuanzi to think about so many things every day. After all, those things should be worried by adults.

Lin Guyu got up and went to Chi hang. He sat aside and said what he had just thought of.

"You mean the reservoir?" Chi Hang's brow is lightly wringing and asks questioningly.

"Tell the elder brother and sister-in-law to let them store more water at home. Let's dig a reservoir in the backyard directly. Even if it's dry, don't worry." Lin Guyu wanted everyone to dig a reservoir to store all the snow water in winter, but who would do such a thing in the big winter world? After all, the farmers had a hard time to rest at this time.

"I'll talk to my elder brother and sister-in-law later." Chi hang said this with a serious face, "we still have a lot of land in our hands. At that time, we will also dig a reservoir in our land, otherwise the makers in our own land may die of drought."

"Yes." Lin Guyu replied with a smile.

Chi hang gets up and walks to Lin Guyu. He lowers his head and prints a kiss on her forehead. He whispers in her ear, "then you can rest at home. I'll let people busy."

"Good." Lin Guyu watched Chi hang leave. Then she picked up Mrs. Tang and walked out.

Chi hang ordered to go on the work of building the reservoir. He asked several people to supervise the work so that they could finish it before spring.

Guogong's land is more than 4000 mu, including the land that Chi hang and Lin Guyu bought with their own money, a total of more than 7000 mu.

With so much land, one reservoir is certainly not enough, and twenty will certainly be enough.

Their land is not in the capital, but in Yancheng, which is two days away from the capital.

Because Chi hang gives 200 Wen a day to the people who come to dig the reservoir, many people want to dig the reservoir for those 200 Wen.

Because it was cold, Lin Guyu took out all the thick clothes she had prepared early in the morning. It was snowing all the time outside. She asked people to bake the thick clothes by the brazier.

It's only November. I don't know what it will be like in December.

December 12 is Xiaoxue's wedding day. Xiaoxue has no mother's family. Lin Guyu helps her prepare her dowry.

Lin Guyu counts the dowry for Xiaoxue in the house, and discusses with the little painting on one side, "little painting, do you think there is still something missing?"

Little painting looked at the list in her hand and shook her head. "There's everything on the list."

Taking the list in Xiaohua's hand, Lin Guyu stood in the middle of the eight big boxes and counted it again. It seemed that there was no shortage. Then he came out from the middle of the wooden box.

Languidly sitting on one side of the imperial concubine chair, Lin Guyu put the list on one side of the table, "you go to lock up these wooden boxes, these don't need to count."

"Yes." The little picture should be locked.

"Next March, Xiaoxue is going to get married," Lin Guyu said with a little smile between his eyebrows and eyes. He looked at the small painting standing in the wooden box, "do you and Xu Leng have a date?"

From time to time, Xu Leng brings some gadgets to the painting. Lin Guyu doesn't ask much. He thinks that they are in love and let them go.

Xiaohua locked her eyes and looked up at Lin Guyu who was sitting not far away. She said shyly, "madam, I'm still early with Mr. Leng!"

After finishing all this, Xiaohua went to Lin Guyu, "madam, here are the keys. You put them away."

Lin Guyu received the key into his pocket and said, "you can discuss with Xu Lengfeng. You are not young."

Xiaohua, blushing and nodding, walks out behind Lin Guyu.

Just as Lin Guyu is going to find Xiaoxue, who is staying in the house to embroider her dowry, before she goes out of her yard, she hears that the fourth lady is coming and asks someone to invite Wang Xiaoqian in.

Wang Xiaoqian is held by Xiaocui and comes in from outside, wearing a pink cloak.

As soon as she enters the room, Xiaocui helps Wang Xiaoqian take down her cloak, revealing her light pink silk and cotton padded clothes.

Wang Xiaoqian now three months, has begun to show pregnant, but her dress is a little loose, will cover the stomach.

"You're really out on a cold day," Lin Guyu said to Wang Xiaoqian. Then he looked up at the little painting and said, "go and pour a cup of ginger tea."

"Yes." The little picture answered and went out.

"It's not very cold. There's a fire basin in the carriage, and I still have Mrs. Tang in my hand. How can it be cold?" Wang Xiaoqian said, with a faint smile between her eyebrows and eyes, "I'm afraid I can't walk in the future. I won't bring you some annual gifts in advance."

Lin Guyu can't laugh or cry, "just let the servant send it directly. What do you want to do in person? You're not tired?"

Wang Xiaoqian just chuckled.

When he saw the annual gift prepared by Wang Xiaoqian, Lin Guyu looked at the things in surprise. He calculated in his heart that there were several hundred taels of silver.

Although Chi Ye has become an official, he is very short of money. All the money is in the hands of Zhou. This time they give so many gifts, Zhou will not have to settle with Wang Xiaoqian.

With this in mind, Lin Guyu looked uneasily at Wang Xiaoqian and hesitated to say, "there are too many things this year."

Wang Xiaoqian doesn't remember her previous memory. Now she hears Lin Guyu say that and looks at those annual gifts in confusion. "These are all prepared by her mother-in-law. Wasn't there so much before?"

Zhou?

Since it's Zhou's own preparation, it's estimated that Zhou won't find Wang Xiaoqian at that time. Lin Guyu can't understand what Zhou wants to do now, and he's too lazy to think twice. To be honest, "there wasn't so much before."

Xiaohua walks in with ginger tea and puts it beside Wang Xiaoqian. Then she retreats to Lin Guyu.

Wang Xiaoqian looks at Lin Guyu in surprise, vaguely remembering that her mother-in-law has a bad relationship with her third sister-in-law.

"It's all my mother-in-law's heart. I wish my third sister-in-law could take it safely." Wang Xiaoqian is very calm to say, take the tea cup on one side, slowly drink a mouthful.

Pregnant women love to talk about their children. After Wang Xiaoqian and Lin Guyu helped her to have a pulse, they talked about their children and felt tired. Wang Xiaoqian left in the carriage.

Sitting on the carriage wearily, Xiaocui looked at Wang Xiaoqian and asked anxiously, "fourth lady, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xiaoqian shakes her head and leans her head to the side of the carriage. Her brain is in a mess, and she is completely confused.