There was a severe drought in the Jinghe Dynasty for three years, and Qinghe Village had no harvest. When my [Su Qinghe] family's thin fields were about to dry out, I was suddenly able to understand what the plants were saying—the wheat ears quietly told me "it will wither if there is another ten days of drought." The old locust tree guided me to the hidden water source in the mountain col, and even herbal medicines taught me prescriptions for healing wounds.
I relied on this ability to ripen wheat seeds, lead the villagers to divert water for irrigation, and revive the dying crops. But this "abnormal growth" attracted the servant of the Ministry of Household Affairs [Shen Yanzhi] who was incognito to investigate the disaster. He stared at my field and asked: "Girl, why do these crops grow better than elsewhere?"
The county magistrate [Zhou Maocai] intercepted the disaster relief food and wanted to steal my "magic field", but Shen Yanzhi quietly handed over the evidence bag: "Don't be afraid, I will help you." From drought relief in the countryside to pest control in the imperial garden in the capital, from a peasant girl in the fields to being awarded the title of "Nongzhi County Lord", Shen Yanzhi always stood by my side and said softly: "Your ability should be seen by more people."
