I have an ancient god wood space

Chapter 41
"Son... son... I feel that my lungs seem to be much more comfortable..."

Luo Zhengyan didn't put down the ugly pear with the third tooth, and he was also surprised at the effect of this ugly pear.

There is also that kind of indescribable expectation, as if I can't stop, I just hope to feel the water splashing in my mouth.

Make people want to stop.

For a long time, the circling and oppressive obstruction in my lungs seemed to open the channel in an instant. Although it was not completely opened, it was 99% better than before.

Simply breathtaking.

My own body knows that when people get old, their body functions decline, but now they feel that this body is rejuvenated and rejuvenated.

Is it just because of eating such an ugly pear with two teeth?

"Do you really feel better?"

Luo Jingwei was astonished. His father knew well about his health. He was hospitalized five years ago because of lung cancer. Fortunately, he was diagnosed early. In addition, his father was in good health and survived chemotherapy.

Although there have been no major problems in the past few years, the damage caused by lung cancer and surgery is irreversible, so the root cause of the disease is coughing.

Coughing every day and night, I tried a lot of prescriptions and folk remedies but nothing worked, the two of us got used to it.

I really didn't expect that my father could say such a thing without eating such an ugly pear.

really effective?Or psychological comfort?
I'm really not sure.

"Me too...cough cough...cough cough...cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"cough……"

Before finishing a sentence, Luo Zhengyan immediately began to cough non-stop. Luo Jingwei hurried over and patted his back. Seeing his father's face flushed red with naked eyes, worry spread in his heart.

"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Dad, I'll pour syrup for you, you..."

"Cough cough..."

"cough!"

Luo Jingwei was about to get up, but was suddenly frightened by the scene in front of him. Luo Zhengyan coughed up a large black blood floc, and seemed to be about to pass out——

"dad!"

"dad!"

"dad!"

……

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On December 12, Ma Yue went to see his own purple rice field, which was ready for harvesting, and the Kubota harvester officially came in handy.

Four people were invited to help, they were the ones who planted trees in the village before, but it was much more tiring to farm millet, so the wages increased to two hundred.

From harvesting to drying and bagging, it takes a lot of work to provide one-stop service.

At this time, Huang Xiujin's house had gathered a dozen or so people, all of whom were neighbors, all of them looked unhappy, as if something serious had happened.

Suddenly the door opened, Yang Kaizhi hurried in, Huang Xiujin opened his mouth to ask.

"How? Is it true?"

Suddenly drooling, Yang Kaizhi took a breath and said.

"Really, it's more real than real gold!"

"A dozen acres have been harvested!"

"what!"

The expressions on the faces of more than a dozen people were shocked, how could it be so fast?

My family planted it not long after Ma Yue, but the grain seeds at this time had just germinated and were not as tall as a finger, so how could Ma Yue be able to harvest them!

Huang Xiujin sat with a sad face, thinking about catching a ride, but what happened if the ride didn't take him along?
"Second sister Huang, what's going on?"

There are villagers muttering on the side.

At the beginning, I saw Huang Erjie and her family start to plant, so I got it. Now, Ma Yue's can be realized, and my own is still a seedling.

What's the point of this?
Don't you mean they are all the same seedlings?

How to plant it now is different!

"Could it be that he was tricked by the seed seller?"

Zhou Zhangxing was also heartbroken, his wife was indeed at ease in handling affairs, but now the matter in front of him seemed to make people feel uneasy again.

"Fart, that guy dares to cheat me, let's see if I don't cheat him to death!"

Huang Xiujin spat hard, his face was full of anger, and he felt that Boss Zhang couldn't have tricked him, but why is the one he planted at home different from Ma Yue?

Which part is the problem?
Yang Kaizhi on the side was actually muttering in his heart, he had been staring at Ma Yue's purple rice field, but he saw that others looked different every day, but his own looked different every ten days.

Apart from watching Ma Yue pouring water every day, I didn't seem to do anything else. Why did other people's purple rice grow faster and better than me!

Doesn't make sense?

I thought maybe my family was a few days late, and I would catch up later, but what happened in the end?

Catch up with a fart, and this winter is getting colder and colder, and there will be a fart harvest when there is another snow!
In the end why I really do not want to understand.

"What shall we do now?"

Everyone was anxious, thinking that if the hoe went down, not to mention a golden doll, it would definitely dig out a silver doll, but in reality?

Not even a dirt doll can be dug out.

The peas, vegetables, cauliflower and celery that were planted before can at least see the harvest, but now they are planted with purple rice, and the bamboo baskets are used to fetch water.

No one is feeling well.

"You ask me who I will ask!"

Yang Kaizhi retorted, there was already a lot of fire, and they are still adding chaos here!
"Hey, I said, didn't you say you got rich before?"

"That's right, we did it at your request. You are not responsible for doing this!"

"Fortunately, we trust you!"

"..."

Yang Kaizhi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and opened his mouth——

"I didn't tell you to believe me!"

"you……"

The crowd was anxious, seeing that a fight was about to start, Huang Xiujin stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Okay, okay, okay, what's the noise, stop arguing here!"

"Can the millet grow if you quarrel?"

"Use your brain, why can Ma Yue grow but ours can't!"

Hearing Huang Xiujin's words, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. This is the reason why other people's can grow but their own can't!
It's all the same fields, the same seeds, doesn't make sense?
Is there something tricky in it?
"By the way, is this seed really all right?"

When Zhou Zhangxing spoke, it was not a question, but a final confirmation.

Yang Kaizhi waved his hand.

"Don't worry, there must be no problem with the seeds. I checked this. It is true that the two pockets left by Boss Zhang are the same batch that Ma Yue bought before."

"What's the problem then?"

The villagers on the side were muttering in their hearts, besides the seed problem, where else could it be?

"I think, did Ma Yue do something wrong?"

Zhou Zhangxing turned his mind, Huang Xiujin also recalled it, and suddenly remembered.

"Thinking about it is the truth."

"Think about it, why does Ma Yue, a kid from the city, suddenly come back to farm? Maybe there is some secret recipe?"

"Could it be that there is something tricky in his field, and has something been added?"

Yang Kaizhi frowned and muttered, feeling that this might be the only answer.

As soon as the words came out, everyone couldn't help but look at each other. For a moment, they felt that they had grasped the truth of the matter!
(End of this chapter)