Chapter 752: Heart of the Fetal God (Eighteen)
With a crutch, Crescent Ya walked around a large vegetable garden that turned into a wasteland, and walked forward along the stone road where only wild vegetable stems were left on both sides. From a distance, he saw a bunch of herders surrounded by her village chief’s house, which spread far and wide.
"You said we are losing sheep every day, that's not OK. We have to find a way to survive, right?"
"Yes, the family can barely survive with that little sheep milk, but the children are growing up, so they have to eat some meat, right? I feel very distressed when I kill a sheep occasionally and hang some jerky for later use... But now the jerky is almost done and the sheep is gone. My family of nine people, how can I live?"
An old man was leaning on a cane and was crying.
His body, which was already thin because of long-term hunger and thin, was trembling, and his breathing gradually became rapid, as if he was about to breathe.
Seeing this, the few people next to him quickly stepped forward to support him.
The middle-aged man, who was so thin that he had only one handful of bones, said in his anger: "Oh, Mr. Lao, don't worry, the village chief will definitely find a way for everyone."
It turned out that everyone was waiting at the village chief’s door and wanted an explanation.
But this door is closed tightly, I don’t know if it’s not heard or for some other reason.
As Crescent Moon approached, his eyes, which were originally focused on the village chief's house, turned to her unconsciously, with a strange sense of wanting to speak but stopping.
Although no one spoke, Yueya knew in her heart what it meant behind these strange gazes—
She is the only woman here.
However, these eyes moved away quickly with one touch.
The reason is not difficult to understand.
Since her serious injury, she has been weak and inadequate in nutrition. She looks haggard and not very pleasing to the eye.
Fortunately, she was wearing a fur cloak, covering up the strange wounds behind her, and she could only see that her movements were a little stiff.
Otherwise, these people's eyes would be even more disgusted.
Crescent Ya stood aside, and the herdsmen unconsciously moved a little away, as if they were avoiding it.
However, some people who are interested in the funeral asked, "Girl, why don't you see that Miss Liu?"
Dan Jin is a beautiful little girl. She was always there when she was walking outside, so she was naturally remembered.
Crescent said coldly, "She's going to graze."
"Oh..."
"You have lost the sheep, too?"
Crescent: "Well, why are you here?"
Since her injury, her personality has changed a lot. Faced with these flickering gazes, she naturally has nothing to be angry.
But everyone thinks it is normal for strange people to have strange tempers.
An uncle continued, "Poor, you two women are carrying a little baby, and you have to do everything yourself..."
"Yes, it would be great if there was a man at home." Another person replied.
After saying this, everyone nodded.
Only Crescent listened coldly as everyone spoke.
"That's right, look at my wife, enjoying a happy life at home, I don't know how good it is."
"Yes, I can't even give birth to a baby now. They have nothing to do at home, they are comfortable."
"Ha, my wife is not satisfied with it!"
"They don't think about it. The turbid body is most likely to be contaminated with strange aura. Isn't we doing this for their own good?"
"In the past, they could have let them farm at home, but now they have nothing to grow."
"Not to mention that last time the village harvested a crop of barley, nothing could grow again. I don't know where the next crop is!"
"So you can only herd sheep..."
"As a result, even the sheep can't be kept, and they are thrown away one by one."
The topic returned to the main business, and everyone was anxious again.
"Why haven't the village chief come out yet!"
"Village Chief! Village Chief!"
At this moment, an old voice came from the other end of the stone road. "Everyone, don't be impatient. I just went to check the ranch."
The old village chief Zabu walked slowly with a cane.
His eyes fell on the body of the Crescent Ya for a moment, then looked at everyone and said, "Don't worry, I have asked my child to go to invite Master Baoquan early in the morning."
When the village chief comes, everyone feels like they have a backbone.
After hearing what he said, I felt much more at ease and said one after another:
"It's great. When the master comes, we can feel at ease."
"That's right, this matter is definitely not a big deal to the master!"
"Thank you Master Baoquan! Thank you for your blessing from the Fatal God!"
"I have to say that fortunately there is a village chief here! Thank you for the village chief!"
So everyone saluted and thanked the village chief.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Everyone register with Zhao Shuli first. When the master comes, I will take my family to visit each other to see what's going on." The village chief said loudly.
A thin man with two beards walked out and took out paper and pen to record everyone's names.
Everyone lined up as they said, and Yueya followed silently.
When it was Crescent Ya's turn, the old village chief looked at her and asked kindly, "I heard that you were seriously injured. Your father and I are old friends. We should have cared about you more, but unfortunately, we have a lot of things recently, so we really can't make any moves..."
Yueya nodded: "Thank you for your concern."
"But so is your father. Why don't you leave a man to handle affairs for you? You have to drag your sick body out."
"I don't think it's necessary. My father is running around on the road and needs manpower." Yueya replied calmly.
However, the main reason is that Solang has anything to worry about when he sees Dan Jin's skills?
Of course, the reason is naturally not worthy of being told by outsiders.
"Oh, so that's it, you are filial."
The village chief smiled and changed his mind:
"Miss Liu went to herd? I saw her alone in the pasture in the morning."
Crescent's face was slightly cold and he nodded.
"But..." the village chief wondered, "Why didn't your little girl take with you? Don't she always follow Miss Liu on weekdays?"
"Oh, it's my turn to take care of you today." Yueya said calmly.
The village chief was surprised: "Ah? But why didn't you take it with you?"
Yueya smiled slightly: "This child has always had his own idea and went to play with his friends."
The village chief was a little confused. He hadn't had a newborn baby for a long time. After thinking about it, he couldn't think of any friend of the same age suitable for the little girl.
...
At the same time, on the other side of the village, in front of the house with "Seeds" written on it, Liu Sheng squatted on the threshold and sat side by side with Grandma Cheng.
The two were speechless. The breeze rolled up snowflakes and gently fell on the rough gravel road. The wild vegetable stems on both sides were gradually flooded by the snow, leaving only vast white.
The seed mother-in-law looked down at the seeds in the basket, sighed indescribably, and gently picked up the floral quilt beside her, covering it gently as if she was covering the little doll with a quilt.
Liu Sheng suddenly asked, "Are mother-in-law unhappy?"
The Seed Grandma was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "The little baby can speak, the mother-in-law is happy."
She stretched out her trembling hand and touched Liu Sheng's head.
"It's a pity that my mother-in-law has no sugar..." said the seed mother-in-law, "If the wheat does not sprout, the mother-in-law can't make sugar."
Liu Sheng smiled and took out the embroidered cloth bag made by Dan Jin for her, and took out something and put it in the hands of the seed mother-in-law.
The seed mother-in-law blinked and looked down—
I saw a piece of malt sugar wrapped in paper lying on my wrinkled palm.
Obsessive-compulsive disorder has been committed, and it will be changed once... Next chapter wait QAQ