"That's true. The only things that we can water now are the sweet potatoes and our vegetable fields." Mrs. Bai concluded.
The others weren't happy after hearing this. They fell silent because they all knew how bad their situation was.
With the water level in their well, they didn't know how many more times they could water their crops. If they couldn't hold on until the day of harvest, their coming would be harrowing.
Just as everyone was silent, Mrs. Wang, Gu Ziyi, Mrs. Fang, and her son came in. "Hey, what's going on? Why are all of you just sitting there and not saying anything?"
"We were just talking about the crops in our fields and aren't optimistic about them. Do take a seat." Zhou Ying explained and got up to give her the stool.
After greeting Gu Ziyi and the mother and son, she asked, "Big sister, where are the two children? Why didn't you bring them?"
