When Mr. Xiang and the elders of the wealthy family heard what Mr. Xiang said, they understood it immediately and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

Xiang Lao looked serious: "Although the locusts are coming, they can't defeat us, and we can't be passive. We should take advantage of this moment to step up the cultivation of seedlings and plant rice, and speed up the time."

The rich man's expression was also solemn: "Li Zheng is right. If there is no food in the ground, then we must grow food. We cannot admit defeat."

Mr. Xiang took a deep look at the two of them, and then looked at the sad villagers: "If you have time to suffer, why not take action and go home to raise seedlings."

"The adults will harvest and plow the ground tomorrow, and the children will help me catch locusts. Let me do everything."

"Otherwise, we won't even have the bark for you to eat in the winter."

"Did you hear me?"

The villagers, who looked sad and thought they were going to chew tree bark in the winter, burst out laughing when they heard this and ran as fast as if their soles were covered in lard.

They still have time, and they should use this time wisely. They should grow more food, instead of whining and pitying themselves here.

Mr. Xiang glanced at Xiao Qi without leaving a trace, feeling very happy in his heart. He was willing to carry more of this pot, so come on, he has no problem.

The rich man walked away with his hands behind his back and his mouth raised high, saying that he would do whatever the Little Seventh Fairy said, and he would not only listen but also do it.

Mr. Xiang walked to Xiang Ci: "Let's go home."

Xiang Ci touched his nose awkwardly: "Oh."

She obediently followed her grandfather home.

Xiang Wan and Xiang Ling looked at me and I looked at you, their eyebrows darkened.

Just now, grandpa's look seemed to be saying, don't tell me in front of so many people next time, just tell me.

You must have read that correctly, right?

Along the way, Xiang Ci saw many children, all holding nets and catching locusts for their chickens to eat.

She patted the bamboo tube on her waist. She also grabbed a bamboo tube and gave it to the hens at home so that they could lay more eggs.

Of course, the hens who drink the spiritual spring water can lay at least two eggs a day, and sometimes they can lay three to four eggs a day.

Every time Le's grandma touched the eggs, the corner of her mouth would fly to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

When I got home, the eldest brother and the second brother were not back yet.

Mr. Xiang arranged work for everyone, and then went to the village to take a look.

The three Xiang Renzhou brothers started raising seedlings, Yan made dinner, and Cui and Shi sat in the main room and continued to sort the vegetables.

The vegetables that can be stored are sorted and stored in the cellar, and the vegetables that cannot be stored are sorted and made into pickles and dried vegetables.

Xiang Ci took Xiang Ling and Xiang Wan to tidy up the backyard, and then replanted the dug ginseng seedlings and some herbs.

When the sun was about to set, Xiang Xinrong arrived home. While drinking water, he sighed: "You haven't seen that, those people are really annoying."

"Some people believe what I say, and some people don't believe it, and they insist on asking me questions."

"I just said that I don't know anything. I just informed you based on what the elders in the village said. You can believe it or not."

"Those people were annoyed. They dragged me and asked me if there were no locusts and they cut the rice again. Would I be responsible for the loss?"

Xiang Xinrong wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, looked at the worried eyes of his family, smiled and continued: "I don't dare to say such big things, and ran away, and they actually chased me. I almost ran away with my shoes.”

"The people who believed in me still harvested the rice... When I came back, I saw the gray field. It was really sad."

Thinking of the thrills along the way, it can be said to be the most exciting thing that Xiang Xinrong has ever experienced.

The family listened to what he said, worried and happy.

Mr. Xiang patted him on the shoulder: "Well done."

Xiang Xinrong received Grandpa's affirmation and his face turned red when he smiled: "Isn't eldest brother back yet?"

Xiang Ci, who was listening to the story with his cheek tied, shook his head repeatedly: "No."

Cui's face was full of anxiety, but she wanted everyone to relax: "I think he must have encountered the same problem as you. I don't know if he lost his shoes."

Shi thought about what she had said to Xiang Xinsong and felt filled with guilt. If she hadn't asked her husband to go to her parents' house to report the news, he might have come back by now.

She lowered her head and twisted her fingers, with red eyes and said weakly: "The child's father must have been busy harvesting rice for my family, and that's why he hasn't come back yet."

Xiang Ci looked towards her and saw that Shi was aggrieved and blamed herself, so she hurriedly said: "It's okay, brother will definitely come back."

Mrs. Cui saw her daughter-in-law's eyes reddened and knew that her tone had frightened her, so she quickly comforted her: "My uncle helped his in-laws harvest rice. This is what he should do. Maybe your parents saw him working hard and kept him overnight. It's okay. .”

Although he said it was okay, he was still worried in his heart. The child didn't like spending the night outside.

No matter how late it is, he will come home noisily. Even if he goes to his grandma's house, he will come home noisily.

Now when he goes to his father-in-law's house, he doesn't have the nerve to stay overnight without his wife by his side.

Hearing what her mother-in-law said, Ms. Shi felt even more ashamed. Her husband was already very tired after traveling such a long distance, so she shouldn't have let him go to her home.

When he went to Shijiacun, he would definitely not be able to return immediately. He would definitely have to help his parents harvest rice.

I don’t know how much rice my parents stole?

There should be something to eat, right?

Mrs. Shi was thinking wildly, and the more she thought about it, the more worried she became, but she didn't dare to say anything, for fear of offending her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.

The family waited until three o'clock in the morning, but Xiang Xinsong had not returned yet, so Mr. Xiang stopped waiting.

He was strolling in the courtyard with his hands behind his back and headed towards the main room: "Don't wait, let's eat first. He must be very tired from helping his in-laws harvest rice. His in-laws feel sorry for him and won't let him walk at night. It's possible."

The comforting words could not appease everyone, but since the old man said so, everyone stopped waiting and headed towards the main room.

Xiang Ci, who had eaten two steamed buns secretly, walked faster than anyone else. She was hungry.

The rule at home is that everyone in the family should be present before food starts, not whoever is at home eats first.

So she secretly ate two steamed buns in the kitchen to cushion her stomach, and waited for her eldest brother with her family.

She originally wanted to check on her eldest brother, but she ate too much today. If she used her precognition ability again, she would scare her family with the food, so she didn't use it again.

Thinking about it, since the second brother is back, the eldest brother should be fine.

Xiang Ci held the special bowl prepared for her by Mrs. Cui, carefully picked up the vegetables and put them into her mouth. She turned her eyes secretly to see the expressions of her family members.

Everyone was not in a good mood before the eldest brother came back. The atmosphere was a bit depressing.

Forget it, she should just look at her big brother now, and then eat while watching, so as not to make herself faint from hunger, which is a success.

Xiang Ci swallowed the scrambled eggs with tomatoes in his mouth, and when he was about to concentrate on using his precognition ability, a faint voice suddenly sounded: "Dad, Mom, I think she is the broom star."

This sentence frightened Xiang Ci and almost choked him. He looked at the third uncle who spoke in astonishment.

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