After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter
Chapter 155 No One Knows

Chapter 155: Chapter 155 No One Knows

Xie Qifen’s words revealed a relaxed familiarity, and Su Yu admired her aunt’s resilience and spontaneity in coexisting harmoniously with nature.

"The rain last night was really heavy. I need to hurry and check if my family’s rice fields got flooded."

There was a hint of worry in Xie Qifen’s tone, indicating that the rice field, carrying her family’s hopes, was of great concern to her.

Su Yu gently patted her shoulder and responded with confidence, "Don’t worry, it should be fine."

In her view, plants in nature have an amazing capacity to adapt. Unless they encounter extremely harsh weather, they usually manage to survive the toughest conditions.

Following Xie Qifen’s steps, Su Yu arrived at a vast expanse of paddy fields, greeted by a delightful spread of greenery. Each plot of rice field looked like a meticulously painted green scroll, separated by narrow mud paths, orderly yet beautifully natural.

They walked along the winding field paths. After several twists and turns, Xie Qifen stopped, pointed at two lush, closely situated paddies, and said, "Look, those are yours, and they are growing strong."

Upon hearing this, Su Yu nodded appreciatively, taking in her surroundings with care, imprinting the geographical details in her heart.

Afterward, Xie Qifen also turned to walk towards her own rice field. For her, it was more than just land; it was the foundation of her family’s livelihood, and she could not afford to overlook any detail.

Su Yu scrutinized the rice plants. It was the initial phase of panicle initiation, and each seedling shone with a vibrant green, brimming with life and the promise of a bountiful harvest.

Several families came by one after another to check on their own rice’s growth. After a careful inspection and confirming everything was fine, they finally relaxed and began chatting casually.

"We’ve had plenty of rain this year; if it continues like this, we’re sure to have a good harvest."

A middle-aged man said with emotion.

"That’s right, heh, it seems the heavens are finally looking out for us!"

Another person agreed, his face beaming with barely concealed joy.

However, just as the villagers were immersed in their anticipation of a bountiful harvest, a sudden scream shattered the peace and harmony.

"Ah..."

The scream tore through the sky, carrying an undertone of barely noticeable fear and panic.

Everyone looked curiously in the direction of the sound, wondering what had happened.

They saw Third Lady Luo from their village standing not far away, examining her family’s rice field with a terrified expression, her anxiety and unease spreading like invisible clouds quickly enveloping the once joyful fields.

Her husband, Jiang Youwei, quickly sensed that something was wrong and ran over, asking with concern, "What happened, what’s wrong?"

Third Lady Luo’s voice was shaky, almost crying as she answered, "There, there are worms..."

For Third Lady Luo’s family, rice was not just a crop; it was an essential part of their daily meals.

The prospect of pest damage, severely impacting their harvest, meant facing hardships in the days to come, a situation that was understandably distressing.

Jiang Youwei’s expression grew serious as he carefully parted the rice leaves. Suddenly, a group of tiny insects scattered in panic.

"It’s rice planthoppers,"

he confirmed.

This year’s unusual climate had prematurely ushered in an extremely hot summer, creating ideal conditions for such pests to thrive.

Elders often say that if the climate is anomalous before Dragon Boat Festival and summer solstice hasn’t arrived, it often portends a calamitous year.

The commentary silently spread among the crowd, causing a stir, with each person casting a shadow over their heart.

Soon, no one was talking anymore; they all jumped into their own rice paddies and started to check meticulously and nervously.

The paddies were connected, and if one was infested, it was very likely to spread quickly and harm all sides; it couldn’t be taken lightly.

As expected, it wasn’t long before heavy sighs and sounds of frustration echoed around.

"Ah, my field has been hit too..."

"What should we do now, how can we even get through these days?"

Facing this sudden disaster, the villagers looked at each other with helplessness and despair in their eyes.

Su Yu, witnessing the scene before her, grew anxious, ignoring the mud beneath her feet as she resolutely stepped into the damp field.

She remembered that when she had lingered by the field before, she hadn’t noticed anything unusual, but she knew now that she must investigate thoroughly to avoid missing any details.

These pests were extremely cunning, hiding beneath the dense rice leaves, only revealing themselves when their numbers had grown too large to hide.

This was why the villagers only realized there was a problem today; before this, they had even praised the exceptionally good growth of this year’s rice crops.

Su Yu moved cautiously, carefully searching every inch of land until she finally discovered initial signs of pest intrusion in the core area of the paddy.

Fortunately, the discovery was timely, and the infestation had not spread on a large scale, so there was still hope to mitigate the damage.

After a thorough check, everyone gathered beside the paddy ridges, exchanging information about the damage to their respective fields with gravely concerned expressions.

"It’s just like when it rains, it pours; we finally have a good year with favorable weather, but it had to be marred by a pest outbreak. We rely entirely on these crops for our livelihood!"

A middle-aged man said sorrowfully.

Another villager added, "That’s right, I’ve looked at those bugs, and they’re still at the larval stage, so the damage to the rice isn’t too severe yet. If we can get rid of them quickly, I think we can keep the losses to a minimum."

Yet another person said worriedly, "But these pests reproduce very rapidly, and ordinary pesticides work too slowly, while those powerful toxins—after all, we eat this grain, who would dare to use them recklessly?"

Sighs intertwined as everyone fell into deep gloom for the moment.

Just then, Su Yu’s voice, clear as spring water, pierced through the crowd’s worries.

"I have an idea."

Her voice was soft, yet like a ray of hope, it instantly captured everyone’s attention.

"Sister Su Yu?"

The villagers looked on in surprise since the Jiang family’s enthusiasm and goodwill were well-known throughout the village, and almost no one was unfamiliar with this wise and hardworking woman.

She was known to be capable and she might indeed have a viable solution.

Jiang Youwei captured that expectation sharply and loudly suggested, "Su Yu, come over here and share your idea with everyone."

Upon hearing this, the crowd spontaneously made room for Su Yu.

She walked steadily into the center of the crowd, her eyes filled with determination and confidence: "We can use ’plant ashes’ mixed with boiled water of chili, Sichuan pepper, and garlic to drive away the pests. This method will protect the rice without leaving any toxic residue."

The villagers, hearing this, gradually showed hope on their faces, and eagerly asked, "Does this method really work?"