Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Liu Ting looked at the iron plow and then at his aunt. Finally, he said, “Aunt, it’s better if you don’t go. Go back and call my wife over and let her help. Since Ah Lang is already old enough to plow, call him over too. Let the mother and son take turns helping All Ling with the plow. You can stay at ho and watch the door.”
“Uncle, aren’t you growing winter wheat?” Mu Yangling asked.
Liu Ting sighed and said, “We do want to plant it, but the higher-ups have sent word that the weather might not be good next year. Therefore, they want everyone to leave the land to plant corn.”
At the side, Liu Yuan said worriedly, “But we don’t know how to plant corn. Although they will send soone down to teach us, we don’t have confidence in things that we have never planted. Moreover, I heard that corn isn’t exactly delicious, so I still want to plant so wheat.”
“I think the weather next year might really be bad.” Mu Yangling said, “In the past, it would rain once or twice every month, but it’s been so long since the last two rains. There’s not even a sign of the dark clouds since.” Mu Yangling said, “There’s only one layer of mud at the bottom of the river left now. The rest of the river is dry and cracked. 1 just want to plant so winter wheat. If it’s a drought in spring, at least we’ve planted so winter wheat. With the snow water from winter as the foundation, the winter wheat will definitely grow. Even if there’s a drought in spring, it should rain at least once in spring. With that rain, the wheat will be able to enter the tiller and filler stage. Even if the harvest is slightly worse, it’s still better than spring wheat.”
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