The Old Zhou family owned land, and these past years it was Zhou Xueli who managed it. He knew the situation in the fields better than anyone, so hearing Zhou Xuennian's words now made him quite uncomfortable.
"Elder brother, you've never been to the fields, so you don't know the situation. The crops we just planted less than a month ago are now in a state where even daily watering isn't enough, as the water level in the river has dropped too low. I feel that if this continues, this season's crops will fail," Zhou Xueli said somberly. "The wheat we just harvested, apart from what was set aside for taxes, you've already sold quite a bit of the rest."
The fields were planted with winter wheat and then with rice. After this year's wheat harvest, Zhou Xuennian sold nearly eighty percent, leaving not much left.
If the rice dies, even replanting it would be too late, and the yield would likely be poor.