Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

The military government's garrison helped harvest the autumn rice, and the garrison deepened the ditches in the city.

Yan Xin owns half of an alley. She asked Bai Shuang to go to the city to find out which rice shops were in low-lying locations. Since the boss didn't believe in evil, she bought all his rice.

It doesn't matter if you add some money, but you can't let the food rot in the water.

Bai Shuang went to do it.

Indeed, many shops do not believe it, not just rice and grain shops. The police station wouldn't point a gun at them, so if you don't believe it, just let them go.

Yan Xin doesn't buy anything else, only food.

She hoarded a lot.

Two days later, the sun was still shining brightly, and there was no sign of the weather changing. Those who believed in the city also relaxed.

Sheng Rouzhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It turns out it won't rain."

——Yan Xin is not a monster.

She was just talking nonsense to promote herself.

"If I say something like this and make people in the city uneasy, my mother will probably drive me away. But Yan Xin can say it." Sheng Rouzhen smiled bitterly.

In just two years, she lost most of her favor. They are not biological, there is a big difference.

"What is her intention?" Sheng Rouzhen was also thinking, "Is it just for autumn food? That's not necessary."

She couldn't guess.

Cheng Sanniang was also a little embarrassed.

Hall Master Wan and Hall Master Liu paid a large sum of money in advance for the elevator deposit; they also invested [-] silver dollars to prepare things for the opening of the business.

"Where is the rain?" Hall Master Wan deliberately told Cheng Sanniang, "Sanniang, you have changed. Now you actually believe in a little girl's words!"

Cheng Sanniang's expression remained unchanged and she just said: "Let's take a look."

"You wanted to quit, but now you have no chance. You won't hold a grudge against me, right?" Hall Master Wan asked her.

Cheng Sanniang: "Of course not, I made a mistake first."

"I originally wanted to refund you the cost of building the building. If you say so, then I won't refund it." Hall Master Wan said.

Cheng Sanniang just smiled after hearing his pretentious words and didn't care.

Governor Jing also received a lot of pressure.

Naturally, some among the senior officials of the military government asked where the rain was.

No sign of heavy rain could be seen.

The wife only supported the governor, she said: "Heavy rainstorms come all of a sudden, how can there be any signs? I feel uncomfortable just looking at the sky."

"Anyway, the autumn grain is in storage." said the warlord.

Guo Yuan and Xifu were laughing their heads off.

"The two goddaughters recognized by Mrs. Sheng, one is worse than the other." The second lady smiled, "The governor should really take a good look at them, and then look back and recognize Mrs. Sheng's face!"

Guo Yuan: "I hope she won't talk nonsense in the future."

"Don't let her go, let the military governor punish her. If you mobilize the troops like this, let her go to jail for half a year!" said the second lady.

Guo Yuan: "I will mention it. This matter cannot be let go easily."

Only Jing Yuanzhao believed in Yan Xin.

He had no doubts about Yan Xin's prediction.

After finishing the late rice storage, he returned to the city to supervise water conservancy. At the same time, he ordered all fishing boats to dock and were not allowed to go to sea for the past half month.

He is ruthless in his methods, unlike the warlord who cares about his reputation and uses force to stabilize the situation.

He was so busy that his feet never touched the ground.

This afternoon, the sky was originally clear and the autumn sun was spreading. Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in from nowhere, covering the sky inch by inch.

In less than ten minutes, the weather changed drastically, and a storm was about to come in an instant.

The ground smelled wet.

People near the sea saw that the sea in the distance was as black as the bottom of a pot, with white waves half as high as a man, and violent wind and waves.

The wind seems to rise suddenly from the ground and can knock people over.

A strong wind blew, causing trees and roofs to tremble, and heavy rain followed.

The raindrops were as big as rolling balls, splashing on the ground like white butterflies.

The rain in the courtyard, misty with the strong wind, soon connected the sky and the earth.

In the Rosin Courtyard, the doors and windows have been reinforced, and tiles have been added to the roof.

Yan Xin and others were in the living room, eating new rice cakes made by Sister Cheng, sweet and fragrant with osmanthus sauce.

"It's hard to explain the taste of new rice, but it's delicious." Banxia sighed after wrapping a mouthful of rice cakes.

Mrs. Cheng wanted to cover her mouth: "Don't talk while you are eating."

Ban Xia: "..."

Yan Xin broke open the rice cake without sweet-scented osmanthus sauce and fed it to Nuomi and Xiaohei. Hearing this, she said, "Fresh stuff tastes really good."

"The rented food collected this time will be enough for us to eat until spring next year." Feng's mother said with a smile.

Feng's mother took all the rent, Yan Xin paid the money according to the market price, and Qiudao kept it for herself.

"When will the rain stop?" Banxia asked Yan Xin again, "It sounds scary."

"It may take a whole night." Yan Xin said.

"It's going to rain a lot. It's windy."

Several people were talking.

I don't know the situation, but they are all building bunks in the upper room tonight and living together.

Yan Xin didn't sleep much.

There was a violent storm all night that didn't stop for a moment.

The ditch was dug in the Song Xiangyuan, but when it got up at dawn, it was still blocked with ankle-deep water.

There was water everywhere, and it couldn't be drained out for a while, and the ditches couldn't be drained in time.

The wind had stopped and the rain was still falling, albeit slightly lighter.

Mother Feng and Mrs. Cheng went out under umbrellas and inspected every room in the Songxiang Courtyard.

"Except for the upper room, every penthouse was leaking. In Banxia's house, the window at the back was blown off by the wind, and the whole house was filled with water," Feng's mother said.

Banxia: "It's broken. My clothes and bedding are all wet."

"Buy it later, there's nothing you can do about it," Yan Xin said.

Bai Shuang went to see the grain stored in the alley.

The adjutants kept watch all night, and the houses in the alley were not damaged much, and there was no water in the courtyard. They drained the water in time.

The rain hadn't stopped in the morning, but Fang Rong, the concubine in the eldest young lady's room, came to Yan Xin's place.

She was very anxious: "Mrs. Xi, Zhi Xiao is sick. Please go and see him. He can't go out now and can't find a doctor."

Yan Xin's heart twitched hard.

She said to Fangrong: "The child has a rash. It will be fine when he attacks. There is no need to take medicine. Just watch him and don't burn too much."

"Mrs. Xi, can you go and see him?" Fangrong almost knelt down to Yan Xin.

Yan Xin suddenly raised her voice: "I have already told you that he has a rash, have you heard? If you are so incapable of taking care of a child, please return the child to our West Fang!"

Fang Rong was shocked.

She stopped crying and murmured an apology: "Mrs. Xi, I..."

"Go back and look at him, hold him in your arms, and let him know that you are by his side. I told you, he has a rash, nothing serious. If you don't believe it, go out and find another doctor." Yan Xin said.

Her heart was wetter than the rain in the courtyard.

Jiang Zhixiao will not die.

His life is tough, even harder than Yan Xin's.

She should go and see Jiang Zhixiao. People who let go should be fine.

But she couldn't bear it.

Her inner demons were still tormenting her. She just deliberately ignored it, not truly calm, nor had she any solution.

After Fangrong left, Yan Xin sat alone.

The rain lasted for more than ten hours and finally stopped.

Half of the city was submerged in water, and many people were affected. Despite repeated notifications and warnings seven or eight days in advance, less than [-]% of people were still prepared.

The news that "the eldest lady is a goddess" spread quietly along with the rain.