The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

In the sweet potato field.

The moonlight shone down in large swaths, like frosting, making the entire sweet potato field light up.

Two small figures were writhing in the sweet potato field like quails in the watermelon field.

"Eh? Damn it, there isn't one here either? Look somewhere else!"

"Brother, I want to sleep!" The smaller boy hugged a few small sweet potatoes, nodded his head as if sleeping, and said to the older boy.

"I won't let you follow, but you insist on following. Now you have to go to sleep again. Bear with it for now. I'll poop a few more and cook sweet potatoes for you to eat tomorrow!" The boy with his butt stuck out was digging a hole without looking back. road.

Maybe it’s because I’ve never been in the fields, or maybe I’m not very skilled at digging sweet potatoes. I dug several holes but couldn’t find any bigger sweet potatoes.

What kind of lazy sweet potato is this?

"That's not how sweet potatoes are dug. Just follow the vines, find their roots and dig them out!" An old voice sounded in the older boy's ears.

The frightened boy trembled, raised his head tremblingly, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In the middle of the night, a strange voice suddenly appeared, who wouldn't be afraid of it!

The boy looked at Leng Qingsong in front of him with some dissatisfaction and said: "Uncle, you are scary, scary to death! You stayed up in the middle of the night and why are you here to borrow sweet potatoes?"

Leng Qingsong looked at the boy in front of him lovingly, smiled and did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled up the sweet potato vine, and said patiently: "Follow this vine, you will find that the sweet potato is at the root of the vine. s position."

Following Leng Qingsong's instructions, the boy dug hesitantly for a while. Suddenly his eyes lit up and a fist-sized sweet potato was dug out by the boy.

"Awesome uncle, you are worthy of living such a long life and eating more salt than I eat rice. You know this!" The boy took out the sweet potatoes with admiration and praised Leng Qingsong.

Leng Qingsong smiled and didn't care, took the sweet potato from the boy's hand, and slowly walked towards the boy's younger brother.

It was his brother who personally taught him how to dig sweet potatoes, and now he has taught his brother's reincarnation with his own hands.

This sense of fate made Leng Qingsong feel sore in his nose.

He handed the sweet potato in his hand to the follower in front of him who was still dozing off with a runny nose.

As if he had found some rare treasure, the little guy took the sweet potato, unzipped his pants, and stuffed it into his crotch.

Leng Qingsong looked at the little guy with black lines on his head and said, "That's food, how did you put it there?"

"Otherwise, I can't take it. Besides, let them eat this piece, and my brother and I will eat the rest!" the little guy said proudly.

Leng Qingsong couldn't help but feel helpless at the little guy's wit.

Leng Qingsong was somewhat jealous of this follower who followed his brother's reincarnation.

It was obvious that his brother's follower was himself, but now he was replaced by another person.

This somewhat made the Holy Saint of Heaven and Earth feel a little jealous of the little guy in front of him.

Slowly sitting down next to the little guy, Leng Qingsong looked at the boy who was still struggling in the sweet potato field, turned to the little guy next to him and said, "Your brother is a good brother!"

"Of course, my brother is the best brother in the world!" The little boy snorted and said proudly.

"Then do you want to protect your brother?" Leng Qingsong continued to ask.

"When I grow up, I will buy a big house and a big car for my brother. My brother said that when I get rich, I will not forget him!" the little guy said matter-of-factly.

Listening to the little guy Tong Yan Wuji's words, a voice sounded in Leng Qingsong's mind:

"You're really rich now, so forget about me!"

Leng Qingsong laughed with tears in his eyes and said, "Then when you grow up, you must not forget him!"

"How could I forget my brother! You are such a strange person!" The little guy said to Leng Qingsong with some dissatisfaction.

"Because I once had an older brother, but I was accustomed to relying on him, and he was also accustomed to being relied on by me. In the end, he disappeared in front of me because of me." Leng Qingsong looked at the struggling figure in the sweet potato field, faintly He spoke.

"Then you are quite unfilial!" The little guy looked at the old man in front of him with contempt and replied.

"Yes, so when I knew it, it was already too late. Even if I was omnipotent, I still couldn't save it." Leng Qingsong's voice deepened, with a hint of trembling in his calm voice.

Even the little guy could see something was wrong with Leng Qingsong. Although he was young, he also knew how to sympathize with people. He chose the ugliest and smallest sweet potato and handed it to Leng Qingsong's arms. He said softly: "Don't do it either. It’s so sad, haven’t you become a beggar now?”

Leng Qingsong took the sweet potato handed over by the little guy with some dumbfounding. He always felt that the kid was scolding him.

Putting the sweet potato into his arms, Leng Qingsong suddenly remembered something. He looked at the little guy with some worry and asked, "I don't know your name yet?"

"My name is Ou Ye, Ye Ye! My brother got it for me!" The little guy puffed up his chest and said proudly.

"Ouye? What a good name!" Leng Qingsong murmured several times.

But as if he suddenly remembered something, Leng Qingsong asked nervously: "Is your surname Ouye?"

"Uncle, Ou Ye is my name. Of course my surname is Ou! Do you understand names?" Ou Ye rolled his eyes and said.

"Your surname is Ou? That's good, that's good, that's great! Heaven and earth bless, heaven and earth bless!" Leng Qingsong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and murmured to himself while lying in the sweet potato field.

My brother finally has a name in this life!

Name, name!

It was obviously such an easy thing, but my brother had gone through a whole life.

Leng Qingsong subconsciously put the sweet potato in his mouth into his mouth. It smelled of earthy earth, and the sweetness of the sweet potato was mixed with the dryness of starch.

"Shall I teach you my skills? Ou Ye!" Leng Qingsong said suddenly.

Ou Ye, who was about to fall asleep, was stunned for a moment, looked at Leng Qingsong's unkempt appearance with suspicion, and said with some disgust: "I don't want to beg for food!"

"Why are you begging for food?" Leng Qingsong sat up and picked up a wheat straw from the ground. He held his breath and concentrated, and the wheat straw was like an unsheathed sword.

Leng Qingsong gently raised his hand and waved the wheat straw, and a pale white sword energy rose from the wheat straw, with a sound of breaking through the air, and cut a ten centimeter-long hole in the ground under Ou Ye's feet.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ou Ye couldn't help but his eyes lit up. If he could learn this skill, the rapeseed flowers with a radius of ten miles would never leave any heads!

Anyone who is a man, even a boy who is five years old, has a dream of being in the world!

"I want to learn, teach me quickly!" Ouye clapped his hands happily and said with his nose pressed.

Leng Qingsong, who stood there like a swordsman, chuckled and said:

"I can teach you, but I want you to promise me that if you become prosperous in the future, you must not forget your brother!"