899 Great Drought
Looking at his black face like charcoal, Sun shi didn't even dare to let out the air.
At this moment, Gu Ziwen was still studying in the school, and Gu Xintao was taken out by Jiang Yuan.
Angrily, Gu Chuanlu swept away all the tea cups on the table, and all the tea cups fell to the ground, making a clanging sound and shattering into pieces.
And the tea in the teapot also flowed all over the place.
But it was the sound of the shattering porcelain, which made Sun's heart skip a beat. Looking at Gu Chuanlu who was furious, for the first time, he had an inexplicable other feeling towards this person.
"What are you doing there with the pestle? Why don't you pour me a cup of tea? Are you trying to kill me of thirst?" Seeing Mrs. Sun sticking there like a piece of wood, he didn't say a word or come up to persuade him twice. Gu Chuanlu put all his anger on Sun's body.
Staring at the cannibals, looking at the Sun, the fierceness in his eyes seemed to eat the Sun.
Sun's submissive hum, the tea cups in the room were all smashed by Gu Chuanlu and were no longer usable, so he had to go to the kitchen and make another pot of tea.
But this time, it was incredible, because it took too long, Gu Chuanlu was so angry that he almost jumped up.
"You useless bitch, it takes so long to make a tea..." The scolding in his mouth, where is there a half-point of elegance as a scholar.
The Sun family had never seen Gu Chuanlu so lacking in quality and upbringing as he is now. At this moment, Gu Chuanlu is like an angry lion, and he may pounce on him at any time and tear him to pieces.
Sun didn't dare to answer, so he could only lean on the beams and pillars, without saying a word, and nestled aside. That submissive appearance made Gu Chuanlu even more angry.
He directly picked up the tea cup, but because of the hot hand, Gu Chuanlu gasped and threw the cup directly to Sun's feet.
The hot boiling water soaked into the skin through the embroidered shoes and light clothes, and Sun grimaced.
"The head of the family..." Sun shi wailed mournfully.
Gu Chuanlu didn't even look at it, as if he didn't hear it, he walked around the room, mumbling incessantly, mad at me, mad at me!
The severe drought in Liujia Town has never happened in decades, and Master Daoxin is the most famous monk in a radius of dozens of miles. The people are very convinced by what he said.
As long as Master Daoxin said that Gu Xiaowan was a disaster star, the disaster star that caused the severe drought in Liujia Town, the people would definitely believe it.
As long as the people are convinced that Gu Xiaowan is really a disaster star, because she has affected herself and her family, Gu Xiaowan will surely die.
But who knew that there was a Zen Master Huiyuan in the middle of the road. Although he had never seen it, he had heard a little about it. He was a legendary figure.
When he was in his twenties, he was already proficient in the Dharma, traveled around the world, taught scriptures, and saved sentient beings.
He is even more dedicated to curing diseases and saving people. A few decades ago, there was a plague that spread everywhere. Huiyuan Chan disregarded his personal safety and went to the area where the plague broke out in person. The plague was finally contained.
It is precisely because of this kind of feeling for the world and the exquisite Dharma that at the age of 40, he was already the host of Xiangguo Temple, only preaching scriptures for the emperor, empress and empress dowager, and praying only for the royal family.
On weekdays, he travels around the world and saves sentient beings. He has only heard legends, but has never seen them.
But today, in such a coincidence, I met him, and Gu Chuanlu felt that this matter was not so simple.
"It was just a little bit, and I got in the way halfway. It really pissed me off!" Gu Chuanlu walked around the room where he couldn't sit still.
Burning rage all over.
Sun shi stood aside, watching in horror, except for fear, there was boundless disappointment in his heart.
As for Gu Xiaowan, ever since Zen Master Huiyuan taught her Zen, she only felt that her whole person was completely reborn.
There is nothing to look down on if you live a new life and get a precious life.
Jin Fu Lou's business is getting better and better, and it seems that the business of other restaurants has been thrown out of business.
Some restaurants have no customers, so naturally they only have to close their doors.
Moreover, on the second day after Chan Master Huiyuan left, a precious heavy rain fell in Liujia Town. Although the time was short, because of the heavy rain and the urgency of the rain, this heavy rain was the solution to the whole town. The urgent need on the.
The sweet potato seedlings in the ground were full of water and seemed to be reborn.
Sweet potatoes are drought tolerant, and a single rain can last for many days.
Looking at the luscious green leaves, Gu Xiaowan knew that this year's harvest would be less, but the yield would definitely be higher than planting other things.
Since the heavy rain, Liujiazhen seems to have a lot of people overnight.
It turned out that it was the disaster victims from other places. All the crops at home had withered to death. This year, there was no harvest. They could only beg all the way to Liujia Town.
Sixty percent of the farmers in Liujia Town have planted sweet potato seedlings. Fortunately, the sweet potatoes are drought-resistant and look lushly green. Moreover, Gu Xiaowan also invented a dish, which caused another heat wave in Liujia Town.
The sky is dry, and the other things planted are almost dead, and all the fresh vegetables have withered to death. There is less food here, but there is more food there.
The leaves and stems of sweet potatoes are edible, and the shortest seedling of a sweet potato is as long as a handful of rice, and the green, dense leaves are literally all over the whole field, and the land cannot be seen.
Such growth and dense leaves are enough for the family's rations
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Can't starve to death.
Moreover, Gu Xiaowan also informed the farmers that the stems and leaves of sweet potatoes cannot always be picked on a vine, otherwise the sweet potatoes that are produced will easily be small in size or no sweet potatoes will be produced. But proper picking will not have any effect on the fruit.
This kind of thing made the entire Liujia Town, almost the entire Ruixian County, caught in a new surprise.
During the drought, the most feared thing is that the crops will not be harvested, but this time, the sweet potato seedlings are still growing, and they can pick the stems and leaves to fill their stomachs while they are growing. How can the people not like it.
So, this time the southern region is dry, with dead crops and empty villages everywhere.