After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Dabao comes looking for opportunities every day. When he sees that the time is not right, he immediately runs away.

He also said that he would bury the seventh aunt before, and now he would say to see if the seventh aunt wakes up.

The whole family doesn't understand him, only Dahong understands him and supports him.

On this day, he rode Dahong and secretly ran out of the yard to Xiaojiajia.

Apart from Dahong who believed in him, only Xiaozai believed in him.

When he came to the door of Xiao Zai's courtyard, he opened the door and looked in, calling in a voice he thought was very small: "Xiao Zai, are you at home?"

"Not here." Xiao Zai's voice sounded behind him, "I'm behind you."

Dahong quickly turned around and Dabao saw Xiaozai.

Xiao Zai was holding a rope in his hand, and at the other end of the rope was a bamboo hoop, which was put around Xiao Huihui's neck.

Dabao looked at Xiao Huihui at this time and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth: "Xiao Zai, is this Xiao Huihui?"

Xiao Zai raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly: "Yes, this is Little Huihui. Little Huihui has grown up. When he gets older, he can sit for me."

Dabao slid off Dahong's body and looked at little Huihui, who was at least ten kilograms heavier than half a month ago. His eyes almost fell out of surprise: "What did you feed it? It has grown so big?"

Xiao looked at Xiao Huihui with a happy face: "It's the same as before, but it has grown up."

Dabao looked at Xiao Huihui, then at Da Hong, and then suddenly realized: "I understand, Da Hong and Xiao Huihui must have had fun, and then Xiao Huihui grew up with Da Hong?"

Xiao Zai wanted to deny this statement, but he didn't want to argue with children younger than himself: "Maybe. How have you been these past few days, have you been beaten?"

Dabao knew what he was talking about and shook his head repeatedly: "No. If I don't say anything about burying my seventh aunt now, I won't get beaten."

It is really difficult for my family not to believe in me.

When Xiao Zai came home that day, his parents asked him if he had gotten into trouble. After hesitation, he told the truth.

Then he also received a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots, and was strictly forbidden by his father not to go out during this period.

If he dares to disobey, he will send little Huihui to another home to be raised.

Xiao Zai Na was willing to give Xiao Huihui away, so he agreed to what his father said.

He was obedient and well-behaved for two or three days. Finally, his father saw that he was obedient and let him go out.

At that time, Xiaozai wanted to ask Dabao about the burial of Aunt Xiaoqi.

But when he thought about fried meat with bamboo shoots, he didn't have the courage to run to Xiang's house, lest he be sent back again and have to eat a good meal again.

After a few days of anxiety, he discovered that Xiao Huihui had gained weight and grown taller, and his lost heart was instantly filled.

Every day I open my eyes to see Xiao Huihui, and close my eyes to see Xiao Huihui. I am so happy that I don’t know where to go.

As little Huihui grew fatter and fatter, he could no longer hold it.

His father made a bamboo hoop out of bamboo, put it around Xiao Huihui's neck, and tied the bamboo hoop with a rope.

In this way, when the child goes out, he can hold the rope and walk around.

Seeing the envious eyes of his friends in the village, Xiaozai was extremely proud.

Now he also has a pet as big as Dahong. He is on par with Dabao and makes the friends in the village drool with envy.

When Xiao Huihui gets older, he can ride Xiao Huihui like Dabao rides Dahong.

Xiaozai thought about something and asked him again: "Do you still dream about your seventh aunt telling you that you should bury her?"

Dabao shook his head: "No."

After thinking carefully, Xiao Zai said: "Maybe the fact that your seventh aunt asked you to bury her is just what you thought during the day, and it is not true."

Dabao didn't say anything. He thought it was true, but he was too young and he couldn't tell why.

Dahong and Xiao Huihui on the side have already gathered together.

Dahong: Now that you have grown up, you should be called Dahuihui.

Da Hui Hui: Dabao hasn’t taken any action yet?

Dahong: He wanted to, but unfortunately he never had the chance. He was beaten several times and he was scared of being beaten.

Dahuihui: What should we do?

Dahong: Yes, what should I do? I’m so worried.

The two little ones talked to each other, the chicken talked to the rabbit, and the scene was very warm.

Dabao and Xiaozai also had a warm chat, but they haven't found a solution yet.

What a tragedy.

"Grain must be collected tomorrow."

A familiar voice reached Dabao's ears, and he pricked up his ears to listen.

"A severe drought may come within the next few days."

It was his great-grandfather's voice.

Just as Dabao thought this, he saw his great-grandfather and his sixth uncle walking out of the corner.

Mr. Xiang chewed on his cigarette bag with a sad look on his face: "Save the nectar and water. The crops in the fields are growing a little slow."

"But there's nothing we can do about it. We have to collect food when the time comes."

"If we don't harvest, a severe drought will come and everything will be lost."

All of them knew how powerful the drought was.

Xiang Xinjin, with one hand behind his back, saw Dabao at a glance.

He did not go over and answered what his grandfather said: "At least the nectar is in our hands. Fortunately, a severe drought is coming. If we plant less, we can use less nectar."

Mr. Xiang nodded helplessly: "That's the only way."

The nectar water is in their hands and the villagers cannot use it indiscriminately.

Also because of controlling the amount of manna water, the crops this time did not grow as expected.

If it is normal and it is not as he wishes, just let the crops continue to grow.

But a severe drought may come during this period.

If a severe drought comes, all crops will be destroyed by the sun.

But also because a severe drought is coming, the land exposed to the sun cannot grow food, which can save more dew water.

After all, the land in the cellar is less than the land on the earth, and less nectar is used.

As long as the food in the cellar grows as usual and does not arouse anyone's suspicion, there will be no panic.

There is no panic, everything is under control.

I just don’t know, can Xiaoqi wake up after the drought is over?

Xiang Xinjin looked at Dabao who was pushing Dahong to hide, and called him: "Dabao."

Dabao stood still as if his acupuncture points were being tapped. He closed his eyes and muttered something.

Xiang Xinjin leaned over to listen and heard Dabao chanting: "You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me..."

This little kid has so many ideas.

Xiang Xinjin did not stay, turned around and left, and said to Mr. Xiang: "I will go and inform everyone now to harvest the crops tomorrow."

Mr. Xiang also saw Dabao, but he had no intention of caring about this little great-grandson now.

He was worried about Xiao Qi, worried about food, and had to manage the Alliance Village. He couldn't care about the little brats playing around.

Fortunately, Xiao Liu and Xiao Zhao were there to help him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to turn around alone.

He was now the leader, and even if he wanted to take off his burden, he couldn't.

Because everyone recognized the Xiang family.

If he really wants to let go of his burden, Xiang Xiaoliu, a member of the Xiang family, must shoulder the burden.

Otherwise, success is also an alliance village, and failure is also an alliance village.

The Xiang family might end up being swallowed whole by this group of people.

I can't even save Xiao Qi.

All power in Alliance Village and Xiangjia Village must be in the hands of the Xiang family so that everyone can stay safe and protect Xiaoqi from being taken away by others.

So now even if the nectar is not enough, he still has to take care of everyone.

Fortunately, they were good at distributing food per head.

He put all the remaining grain in the Xiang family granary.

Even if a severe drought and a severe cold come, and it is impossible to produce large quantities of food during these two periods, the food he has hidden will be enough to feed more than 50,000 people for half a year.

But what about half a year later?