The Rainfall Princess of the Desert Country – A Former Wizard Who Was Executed Has Reincarnated as a Farmer’s Daughter

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Hakeem is recruited by Nathan-ojisan and Benita-obaasan.

“If you work for us on this farm, you can eat at our house for lunch and dinner.”

“Perhaps you can’t take time off from your water vendor job?”

My father and mother have also extended an invitation to him.
Hakeem is perplexed because he has only come to ask for water.

“I’ll have a steady income if I work here, right? To be honest, I’d be extremely grateful.
But I’m concerned that you pity me because I’m poor.
I don’t want to be misunderstood, so please allow me to explain my family.”

The adults nodded in agreement.

“My family consists of myself, my mother, and my younger sister.
My father left us a long time ago.
My sister has been ill for a long time and requires medication.
My mother, who works during the day, also skips meals on days when I don’t make much money because she needs the money for my sister’s medicine.
So it’s not just me who goes without eating.
My sister is the only one who can eat porridge and soup.”

“You struggle.
He’s only thirteen, but he’s giving it his all.”

My mother clamps her mouth shut and tears up.

After the explanation, Hakeem smiles and agrees to work for us.
He agreed to work in our house six days a week, earning two small silver coins and five large copper coins per day, with lunch and dinner provided.

My father showed him a rainwater collection barrel and said,

“We collect rainwater here, but we can’t sell it because we also need to distribute it in the fields.
I’m sorry.”

He came up with an excuse.

“So that’s how it is.
I understand.”

We don’t actually water the fields, but selling that delicious water will draw people’s attention.

Hakeem was a hard worker who started coming to the farm, and he often made the adults happy by saying things like, “Farming is fun,” and “It is worthwhile to work because vegetables and fruit trees grow well as long as you work hard.”

Hakeem is a strong thirteen-year-old, and despite his thin build, he works as hard as my father and others.
He’s never late, and he works until the last second of the evening.

He always enjoys the food that my mother and I prepare for him.
My mother and I would cook more food in secret and say, “We cooked a lot of food.” and we would give him some of the food so that he could share it with his family.
I hope this alleviates his situation at home.

“My mother and sister will be very happy to eat it,” Hakeem says as he accepts the food.

Everything is going well, except my water magic isn’t working as well as I’d like it to.
I still can’t even make a glass of water.