Cheers and laughter spilled on the road behind the family.

In view of the two wounded people in their company, Liu Dalin finally s.n.a.t.c.hed the sovereignty to get close to his baby daughter.

Carrying the baby around his neck, he felt the overwhelming momentum of a man two meters in height while walking with wind.

Along the way, they met villagers who were going to work early on the field, from time to time. Liu Yusheng sweetly greeted everyone.

Most of the fields in the village are concentrated south of the village, against the Qinghe River.

The Liu family field was just beside the Qinghe River.

When they arrived, there were already quite a few people around working and immersing themselves in their own tasks. They occasionally looked up and when they saw Liu Dalin's family, they called out their greetings from afar.

The morning sun fanned out over the fields, dispersing the morning mist. The air was abundantly fresh mixed with the scent of the earth and gra.s.s.

Occasionally, the breeze blew all over the place, bringing forth a chill.

Country fields, the unfolding cirrus clouds in the sky, this kind of environment can easily wash away the tawdry hustle and bustle in people's hearts.

When they reached their own field, Liu Dalin left Liu Yusheng in a field ridge, and plunged down into the field with the others.

Liu Yusheng sat there obediently while she mapped out the environment covertly.

In the fields of Xinghua Village, rice was planted. Rice seedlings have been sowed and now young and unripe rice grains grow on yellow green rice stalks, causing the stalks to bend over.

If irrigation was sufficient, there would be a good harvest.

The scuffle last night caused the river channel to be temporarily opened, which resolved the urgent problem of water shortage in the fields.

Guilty of injuring someone, the villagers in Xiaopo Village temporarily let the river channel stay open.

But this was only a temporary measure.

Looking at Qinghe River in front of her, Liu Yusheng frowned. She has already heard Grandpa saying that the water level in Qinghe River was already very low, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, it was more serious than she thought.

The entire Qinghe River has almost reached its bottom, and the water flow was flat and slow.

If the drought continues, the river will soon dry up.

And the harvest was still at least a month away.

Judging from the current situation, the rice fields will unlikely yield a b.u.mper harvest.

The crops that people worked hard for more than half a year, for families who rely solely on their harvest to make ends meet, if their income was flushed out of the basket …

"The water is not enough. If the drought continues, all the rice in the fields will only end up skipping stones." The jovial mood when they came immediately melted away at the sight of the condition of the fields. Grandpa Liu hunkered down on one ridge with brows locked, "Let's wait for a few days and see, if it's really impossible, we can only harvest early!"

“Dad, if we harvest early, I am afraid that the harvest will be cut by at least half!” Throwing the weeds that he just pulled out with his, gloom also climbed Liu Dalin's face.

For this short period of time, his old man and younger brother braved accidents one after the other. The little silver that they have all saved up had already run out. So little by little, the pressure in the family is now counting on the harvest in the field.

Liu Erlin's temperament has always been to make things light and be more optimistic, "Less than half is better than nothing at all! After the harvest, let's find some sort of jobs in town, and I'm sure we'll be able to get through the days. Life goes on so don't be disheartened. If we have hands and feet, can we still starve to death?"

A neighbor in the field next door replied, “Our villagers rely on the heavens to eat, but G.o.d doesn't show us mercy. There's no use worrying, we can only take one step at a time.”

"Our Xinghua Village is actually thriving much better. I heard that in several villages on the other side of the town, the fields have already gone cracked, and all their crops in the field were ruined. I don't know how they are going to survive!”

Liu Yusheng slipped into the mouth of a ca.n.a.l when no one was paying attention, and buried her little hand into the shallow ditch.

The spiritual spring water flowed out from her fingertips, mixed into the water, and rushed into the surrounding paddy fields in the direction of the current.

There's not much she could do. Just now, her grandfather mentioned early harvest so she came up with the idea of mixing rice field water with spiritual spring water.

Spiritual spring water can vitalize plants and shorten their growth cycle. Diluting the concentration with water won't cause a phenomenal effect, which could likely scare the farmers.

It's just right.