Fortune rarely comes in pairs, and misfortune never comes alone.
The drought in Liangguang is not too severe; now it is the autumn harvest, and the grain can be transported quickly.
But from the fifth day of August, it started raining in Zhili.
This is the time when rain is least needed because the crops are beginning to mature and need to be gathered quickly.
But it rained heavily all over Zhili and many places in Shanxi.
After a day and night of heavy rain, there was continuous rain!
Ye Zao stood by the window, worriedly watching the drizzle.
"I've heard that if it rains like this, the crops in the fields can't be harvested and will spoil?" Ye Zao asked.
She indeed didn't understand much about these things.
"Replying to the Mistress, if not harvested in time, the grain will be soaked and spoiled by the rain, may grow mold, and some may sprout," Xiao Tingzi said.
"Hurry to harvest them and dry them out?" Ye Zao frowned.
