Blessed Daughter

Xu Yaojun was stunned for a moment, and then slowly wrote down the poem Wei Ruo just uttered.

Everyone read it carefully, and the more they read, the more they felt the taste.

The students from Anzhou College, such as Xu Fengyuan and Wei Yichen next door, also fell silent for a while.

However, expressions of surprise appeared on the faces of several people almost immediately.

Xu Fengyuan repeatedly praised: "Good poems, good poems, saying spring is not only spring! Praising flowers is not only flowers! As expected of Miss Wei, it is a poem written by someone who can give up the small self for the big self!"

Compared with these two lines of poems by Ms. Wei Jia, the poems of the first few people seem a bit petty. They are not reciting spring, flowers, plants and trees, or expressing emotion.

And Miss Wei Jia used the image of spring flowers to express her ambition and feelings.

Xu Fengyuan couldn't help but said to Wei Yichen again: "Brother Yichen, Lingmei is really not an ordinary woman!"

Wei Yichen had a smile on his face, and he really didn't expect that sister Ruo'er could write such a broad-minded poem.

He believed it just now when sister Ruo'er was humbled that she was not good at poetry, because the elder sister hadn't been back home for too long, and it was reasonable that she was not good at poetry.

The rest of the students also spoke highly of Wei Ruo's poems.

Lu Yuhong is not as good at poetry as others, but he does understand some. From the perspective of a martial arts practitioner, he also prefers these two sentences by Miss Wei.

On the other side, after Madam Tongzhi came back to her senses, she began to praise Wei Ruo: "Miss Wei's good poems are also very suitable for the theme of our outing trip today."

Mrs. Tongzhi took the lead, and everyone else started to praise Wei Ruo's poem. The words of praise were better than the evaluation of Wei Qingwan just now.

Hearing people's compliments, Wei Qingwan's face became more and more ugly, she bit her lips tightly, not to show her emotions.

Yun Shi looked at Wei Ruo with a look of surprise. She had never thought of such a result. She thought that the eldest daughter was always thinking about farming, so she must not be good at poetry.

When Cai Wanwan persuaded the eldest daughter to speak, she was still a little nervous and worried. If it wasn't difficult to stop her in front of everyone, she would have spoken to stop her.

It turned out that Wanwan knew the eldest daughter better, and the eldest daughter was also good at poetry. What she said was really humble.

Then he said to Mrs. Zhi: "I think today's chip belongs to Miss Wei. I don't know what you think?"

Everyone seconded their opinions one after another, agreeing with Mrs. Tongzhi's judgment.

So Mrs. Tongzhi walked up to Wei Ruo with a smile, took off the supporting lady she was wearing, and handed it to Wei Ruo.

"Ma'am, what is this?" Wei Ruo was a little puzzled.

"This is today's lottery. If you win the first prize, it will naturally be yours." Mrs. Tongzhi said.

Only then did Wei Ruo realize that this link just now was very exciting, and she didn't listen carefully to this part just now.

Since it was a promised lottery, Wei Ruozi couldn't refuse, so he took the jade pendant from Mrs. Tongzhi with both hands.

"Thank you ma'am." Wei Ruo said.

Mrs. Tongzhi smiled all over her face, looking at Wei Ruo with satisfaction.

Then Wei Ruo glanced at Wei Qingwan, and saw that Wei Qingwan's head was drooping so low that she couldn't see her expression at the moment, but Wei Ruo guessed that she must be unhappy at the moment.

Because if it weren't for her, this chip would have been Wei Qingwan's.

Wei Ruoxin said, it's no fault of her, she didn't intend to make a fool of herself, but she insisted on pushing her up.

She can't write poetry, but she can still recite poems, and she is lucky to know some poems that they don't know.

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After resting for a while, the female donor followed the arrangement of Mrs. Tong Zhi and went to a nearby farm.

This farm has been arranged in advance by Mrs. Tongzhi, and people have been arranged to take care of it.

On the way to the farm, we pass through a large field of farmland, which is the field of nearby farmers.

At this moment, the farmers are busy in the fields, some are transplanting rice seedlings, some are weeding, and some are opening canals to divert water.

A group of ladies and ladies walked and chatted, talking about their expectations for this year's autumn harvest.

The seedlings in some seedling fields nearby have been planted for some time. After last year's poor harvest, many people chose to plant early-maturing early rice this year, hoping to harvest rice earlier and harvest a batch of grain in advance.

Wei Ruo frowned slightly as he looked at the seedlings in the rice field.

The leaf sheaths of this seedling are slightly longer, the leaf color is yellowish, the internode distance is also a little longer, and the nodes are slightly curved and exposed outside the sheath.

These symptoms are not very obvious, and people who don't look carefully or are not familiar with the seedlings can't see it.

But these symptoms add up to a disease that is extremely harmful to seedlings.

If it is really that kind of disease, the seedlings need to be replaced immediately, and it is best to re-raise the seedlings.

Wei Ruo walked forward for a while, and found that the seedlings in several paddy fields were in this situation.

The disease itself is contagious, and it is normal to have large areas of infection, but now that this is happening to several families, the problem is even more serious.

If you leave it alone, it may be too late to temporarily raise seedlings and replace them when the seedlings are completely out of order.

In addition, if they don't know what caused this situation, the seedlings that are raised later may still have such a situation.

Wei Ruo thought for a while, and when he saw the old man sitting by the rice field resting, he stopped and took the initiative to talk to the old man.

Seeing Wei Ruo's movements, Yun Shi and Wei Qingwan also stopped.

"Mother, what is sister doing?" Wei Qingwan asked.

"Maybe you have something to discuss with that old man." Yun's was not very clear either.

Several other wives noticed Wei Ruo's unusual situation, and they also stopped to watch.

When I was curious, the old man suddenly started to curse, the voice was so loud that everyone heard it.

"Don't talk nonsense here! What do you know? Judging by the clothes you wear, you can only tell that you are a young lady who has never farmed! If you don't know, don't say it! Curse our crops properly! You have no good intentions." !"

The old man's curse attracted the villagers who were working in the field.

Everyone gathered around and asked the old man what happened.

The old man explained to everyone: "This lady cursed that there is something wrong with the seedlings we planted, and asked us to pull out all the seedlings we planted, burn them, and then plant them again!"

Hearing this, the faces of the villagers showed annoyance.

A middle-aged woman said to Wei Ruo: "Miss, you don't know how hard we are working, why do you want to curse us and harm us?"

Another young man also said: "Why do you feel at ease? You know how hard it is for us to plant all the seedlings in these fields, and you just ask us to pull them all out? You have never planted a field before. What do you know about the daughter of a wealthy family?"