"Too much, you can set up a stall if you want, it's not a problem, you can choose whatever you want..."

After that, Jin Gui paused, "As for the purchase of gifts you mentioned, as you know, our temple is getting more and more famous, this gift is related to the appearance of the River Temple, and it's more related to the face of the River God. , how is the quality of your fruit?"

At this time, Lao Zhang also agreed, "Too Duo, it's not that Grandpa Jin has too many demands, it's just that we, as the administrators of the Temple Fair of the River God, must be worthy of the God of River River, if something goes wrong, the river will be bad. The name of the temple is also the wounded God of the River, in that case none of us can be responsible, our relationship is a relationship, but we still have to do things in a business manner."

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo looked apologetic and grateful, "Thank you, Grandpa Jin, Grandpa Zhang, I understand what you mean, and I'm already very grateful that you can take my fruit into consideration."

Qian Duoduo scratched his head and looked at the two of them, "Grandpa Jin, Grandpa Zhang, the most fruits that my family grows are kumquats and sweet persimmons."

"Well." Lao Zhang nodded, "Kumquats and sweet persimmons are not bad. These are the fruits of Tujili."

On the other hand, Jin Gui also nodded, "Indeed, this kind of fruit is a good fruit in this season, Duoduo, I remember that your hometown is in Guanlan City, right?"

This is the second year that Qian Duoduo has entered the River Temple as a volunteer, and Jin Gui and others are also relatively clear about Qian Duoduo.

Originally, Qian Duoduo’s friend was one of the staff of the temple fair, so Qian Duoduo often came to the temple. Over time, gradually, Qian Duoduo often came to the temple to help and volunteer.

Qian Duoduo is very sensible and hardworking. Jin Gui and others like him very much. This kid graduated from Luoshui City and stayed in Luoshui City to work after graduation. Slowly, his life has improved. Qian Duoduo still likes it very much, except that Qian Duoduo occasionally brags, but in the eyes of Jin Gui and others, Qian Duoduo is quite good.

In the past two years, Jin Gui, Lao Zhang and others have also learned about some of the circumstances of Qian Duo's home.

Their hometown is in Guanlan City, and they are a rural family. They grow orchards, and the main crops are fruits, and their income is not bad.

"Yeah." Qian Duoduo nodded, "Grandpa Jin, my hometown is in Guanlan City, it's just at the intersection of Guanlan City and Datong City, another city, so my family is in Datong City..."

Saying that, Qian Duoduo's face was full of bitterness, "Grandpa Jin, do you already know why I came here to seek help?"

"Sigh..." Jin Gui sighed silently and said sternly, "Don't think too much about Duoduo, these things cannot be changed by someone."

"Huh?" Lao Zhang raised his eyebrows and looked at Qian Duoduo and Jin Gui back and forth, "What are you two talking about? Mysterious?"

On the other side, Li San, who was wearing a blue ancient robe, stood quietly. He watched Qian Duoduo's bitter expression, and the next moment, a bright blue light flashed in his eyes.

Shakya Dharma Eyes!

A pair of blue eyes looked at Qian Duoduo, and Li San saw all the secrets in the dark at this moment.

"A natural disaster..."

Li San whispered, his eyes staring at Qian Duoduo with a clear look in his eyes.

This young man was born in a rural area. His parents were fruit farmers. He was located in the boundary of Datong City. He contracted a large area of ​​land and transformed it into an orchard to grow all kinds of fruits.

However, this year, from the north of Guanlan City to Datong City, there has been no rain for many years, and the entire region has experienced drought and natural disasters that have not been encountered in decades.

"This is not a major drought, it's a little bit closer to a major drought..." Li San turned his eyes and looked into the distance, his eyes penetrated through layers of space.

He saw some pictures, and there were things that ordinary people couldn't see.

Not far from Li San, Jin Gui shrugged, "Old Zhang, we are not mysterious. You usually like gossip the most, haven't you watched the latest news?"

"It's all short videos on mobile phones now, who has the time to watch TV." Lao Zhang pursed his lips and gave Jin Gui a blank look.

Then Lao Zhang looked surprised and looked at Jin Gui, "Could it be that something big happened in that area of ​​Qian Duoduo's house?"

Jin Gui nodded and sighed, "To Duoduo's family, this year has encountered a drought that has not been seen in decades, and there has been no rain all year until now."

Lao Zhang frowned, he knew what the drought meant for the countryside.

"Duoduo, it's no wonder you don't speak as openly as usual. It's the harvest season of kumquats and sweet persimmons, right?" Lao Zhang said.

"Yes, Grandpa Zhang, picking will start in a few days."

"Hey..." Lao Zhang patted Qian Duoduo on the shoulder and said, "Duoduo, I will buy one box when I pick it up, no, I will buy three boxes, and I will give it to my friends."

Lao Zhang's move is actually out of good intentions. He is doing his best to help a lot of money. This is his personal money.

Lao Zhang's family is also from the countryside. He understands the difficulties of farmers and many things about farming.

Dry weather is the worst thing for the countryside and farmers, and it is also the last thing farmers want to think about. Even in the village, everyone will not mention this word, so as not to invite misfortune.

Drought is divided into five levels, the top one is the fifth-level drought, called the Great Drought.

The location of Qianduojia is in the third-level drought this year, and it is still some distance away from the major drought, but it should not be underestimated.

Under such circumstances, the soil and soil quality will have problems due to the lack of water sources, which will directly lead to problems with the appearance and taste of the planted fruits, and even the yield will drop significantly.

The third-level drought was a very bad thing in ancient times, but with the advancement of technology in modern times, crops will not die under the third-level drought, but it also affects the yield, taste and appearance.

And even with the advanced technology now, the planted things are not good in appearance, but the taste is not good. This will cause Qian Duoduo's parents to dry up this year, and in the end, these fruits will not be sold and will be rotten. In the hands, the blood is lost.

This kind of thing is tantamount to disaster for a farmer.

The income of farmers is not like that of urban workers. They work hard until the harvest season to make money, but if they all fall into their hands, the blow will be too great.

Some people will see this kind of drought and suggest that people stop farming and go to other jobs.

It's easier said than done. A farmer suddenly throws away all the land in his hands. What can he do? Farmers were born in the countryside, and many people have become accustomed to the life of facing the loess and turning their backs to the sky.

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