Chapter 166 Picking Birds in Hail

Hot, really hot!

Although it is now more than three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is still burning overhead, and there is no cloud in the azure sky.

At the moment, Wang Manyin and Liu Xiangyang are running muddy water, walking side by side in the paddy field. From time to time, they bent down, pulled up weeds and threw them on the ridge beside them.

They manage more than ten mu of rice fields. In addition to watering at ordinary times, they are also responsible for weeding.

Fortunately, this cliff gully is a dry land before, and it is also a terrestrial weed. Now the fields are full of water, and most of the weeds are drowned and can't grow at all.

In addition, the first year of planting rice, there is no continuous cropping, aquatic weeds

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