บท 162: Chapter 162 Misfortune of Bandits

On the way home, Wufu saw two elderly farmers sitting by the field, chatting idly with gloomy faces. Looking across the fields, he noted that the rice plants had mostly withered away.

"It's gone, it's gone. This season's rice crop is probably ruined."

"Heaven doesn't leave us a way out."

As Wufu walked past, he saw a few people not far away arguing so fiercely that their faces were flushed and their necks were strained, all over the matter of water diversion for their fields, and they were coming to blows over it.

"Wufu." Someone called out with surprise.

Wufu looked up to see Lady Liang holding a large basket, so he forced a smile on his face, "Aunt."

"Are you coming back from the town?" Lady Liang asked with a smile.

"Yes." Wufu nodded. "Aunt, how about you?"