Chapter 938 Catastrophe

Hongling Mountains.

Fu family.

The war is coming.

Fu Zhihong ordered that the tribesmen be moved into the Colorful Pagoda as quickly as possible, with monks given priority. Currently, only three thousand tribesmen without spiritual roots are left living outside the tower.

It is October in the golden autumn.

The paddy fields surrounding the colorful pagoda are patches of yellow and orange rice.

at this time.

The sun has set.

But in the paddy field to the west of the city, there were still two figures, one big and seven small, busy in the field. Behind them were piles of rice like a hill. The first two adults, Jasmine, put the cut rice ears behind them and used their hands to Holding her waist, her belly was already swollen, and it took a lot of effort to straighten herself up. She finally found her footing, twisted her neck, and said to the girl closest to her:

"Jasmine, when you go home, first feed the pig food, and then bring over the pancakes and torches you made last night. Tomorrow at noon, it will be our family's turn to enter the tower. We have to stay up all night tonight to bring the pancakes and torches from Third Aunt's house. A paddy field has been cut."

Take these two acres of rice.

Their family of nine could fill their stomachs after entering the tower.

"Okay, Mother."

Jasmine didn't even raise her head.

He cut a few more handfuls of rice neatly before getting up.

The pear blossom next to her paused for a moment in harvesting the rice, and did not get up. She looked down at Jasmine who was walking further and further away, with envy flashing in her eyes. When she got home, although she was still working, she always straightened up, and She could still eat as soon as possible, so she ate a pancake and a bowl of porridge in the morning, and her stomach was already filled with thoughts.

"Hey, I don't know what mom is thinking."

Lihua muttered.

She overheard the conversation between her mother and father at night. There had been half a year's worth of grain stored in the granary, but they were only three-thirds full. The work was light on weekdays and they could withstand it, but they had already been in a row. Going to the fields to cut rice for three days was hard for an adult man to handle, let alone the seven sisters.

but.

My mother was due to give birth in one month.

He didn't say a word and followed them to work in the dark. How could they dare to complain.

"Why!"

Lihua glanced at her mother's big belly above.

Sighed deeply.

My mother and father worked hard to give birth to a younger brother and sister with spiritual roots. However, none of their ancestors had a spiritual root monk for the past three generations. No matter how hard they tried, their hope was slim.

"I hope mom and dad can make their wishes come true this time."

Lihua imagined it in her mind.

At this moment, the sickle in her hand was infused with spiritual power.

All she had to do was wave.

All the rice in the field will be knocked down in one fell swoop.

in this way.

The whole family can go back to have breakfast and have a good sleep:

"very hungry!"

Lihua is the third among the seven sisters. She is invisible on weekdays, but when it comes to the dinner table, no one eats as fast as her. During the New Year and holidays, when she can open her belly to eat, she eats more than her father.

"So hungry!"

"Gululu!"

Lihua tightened the waist rope again and again, but she was still hungry.

suddenly.

In the rice fields ahead of her.

There is a green vine, and the vine bears a bright red fruit, the size of a thumb, which is exuding an attractive fragrance.

"Gudong!"

Lihua couldn't help but swallowed.

Her hand stretched out unconsciously, and then retracted it like lightning:

"no!"

Since childhood.

she was admonished.

Unknown wild flowers and fruits should not be eaten indiscriminately.