After dressing as a villain, I am addicted to farming

"I'm afraid it's not because I didn't ask, but because I didn't answer the question." Qu Zhao's face darkened, and he knocked the teacup heavily on the table.

The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant, and Qu Zhong managed to coax the happy Luo Shi to cast a dissatisfied glance at Qu Zhao: "It's just this time, you've got a straight face, no wonder the two children don't get close to you."

Qu Zhong paused for a moment, probably Luo Shi was the only one sitting in this hall who didn't know that Qu Chenyuan was not the blood of the Qu family.

"Grandmother, Zhong'er is so hungry. Since the elder brother and the third younger brother won't come back, let's eat."

Seeing Qu Zhao's expression was a little embarrassed, Qu Zhong quickly acted like a baby, and even rubbed his stomach mournfully.

Rolling Qu Zhong's eyes, Luo Shi shouted viciously; "serve the food."

"Grandmother, you taste this, taste this."

In the original world, there were four old people on Qu Zhong, and they were all intellectuals with high knowledge and temper. In order to learn how to get the care of the elders, they went to many forums to ask for advice.

Now that he is doing these shameless things, he feels that he can easily catch them.

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After dinner, Qu Zhong was able to get away and go back to his yard after being baptized by a mother's love.

Tired of putting together his clothes, he lay down on the bed, and Qu Zhong thought of his home in the original world.

Both parents are high-tech talents with good remuneration and high benefits, but correspondingly they are away from home for most of the year, and their retired grandparents have also returned to college.

Since elementary school, every day when he returned home, he would go to the unit cafeteria to have a meal alone, and then he would do homework and sleep alone.

What he remembers most is that in the three years of high school, he only saw his father three times and his mother four times.

Could it be that the system gave me this opportunity not only for me to change the fate of others, but also for me to experience the love of my parents.

With a self-deprecating laugh, Qu Zhong got up and went to the table in the outer room.

Compared to reading on the hard armchair in the study, the reclining chair outside is the most comfortable.

While flipping through the book, Qu Zhong sighed with emotion.

It seems that the first traverser emperor of the Apocalypse Dynasty was not very good at farming.

Although crops such as sweet potatoes and corn were brought in, according to the records in this book, other than sweet potatoes, the yield was not very high.

As for where these crops came from, the book just vaguely mentions it, and only credits the emperor.

Covering his head with a book, Qu Zhong cocked his legs and lightly lit with the sound of "Sweet Potato, Sweet Potato".

Suddenly, Qu Zhong stopped shaking, picked up the book and slapped himself on the cheek a few times.

Zhou Jianguo's crops must have been taken out of the space, and Liu Xinyan's space also has many good things.

He still remembered that when Liu Xinyan discovered the space, she said that it was full of useless seeds, fertilizers and books.

This small space has limited capacity, in order to make room for gold, silver and medicinal materials, Liu Xinyan insisted on finding a desolate ruined temple by herself and discarded these things.

I rely on--

"Big win...you get out of here quickly." Standing barefoot on the green brick floor, Qu Zhong almost pulled out his hair without regret.

Da Ying stumbled into the door and came in, seeing that Qu Zhong was still standing on the ground, "Why did the young master call me?"

Just now he was planning to go back to his room to rest, but when he heard the young master's scream, he thought something was wrong.

"Get ready for the carriage, hurry up, sir, I want to go out."

How could he have forgotten that tonight it was the heroine who lost something in the space and met the injured Qu Chenyuan on the way.

But tonight, there was a heavy rain, and the things that were put in the temple were taken away by beggars, and the rest were washed away by the heavy rain and the ruined temple was buried under the ruins.

Boom-boom--

Seemingly fulfilling Qu Zhong's memory, the dark sky thundered a few times.

"Master." Da Ying stood at the same spot at a loss, with no intention of going out at all.

"Forget it, young master, I'll go find the groom myself." Qu Zhong kicked away Da Ying who was blocking him, and now Qu Zhong is too lazy to talk to this person whose IQ is not above the line.

"Master, Master, Da Ying will go with you."

With a slap on the thigh, Da Ying also ran wildly, catching up with Qu Zhong.

Seeing how anxious the young master is, it is likely that he has dated some girl he likes, and he just forgot about it for a while, but now he has to rush there even for Thunder.

Da Ying patted his clever head, and even thought about how to report to his wife when he came back tomorrow morning.

Under the rumbling thunder, Gale followed suit.

Qu Zhong squatted on the shaft, constantly urging Da Ying to hurry up.

at last.

Before the downpour started, the two arrived at the only ruined temple within a radius of ten miles.

Holding only a lantern, Qu Zhong tucked his clothes into his belt, and groped his way into the ruined temple.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to find it, but unexpectedly, the two entered the ruined temple, and there were a lot of things densely packed under the Buddha statue.

And there were two little beggars squatting beside them, looking at the two people who came in with a look of panic.

Scary--this girl throws things so casually.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people." Holding the oil lamp, Qu Zhong slowly approached the two of them.

"Yes, we are not bad people." Da Ying did not raise the lamp, but silently followed Qu Zhong into the ruined temple.

"Ah. Ah. Ghost!" Two screams resounded through the ruined temple.

Qu Zhong turned his head and rolled his eyes, this thing is so dark that it almost blends into the night, and now when he opens his mouth, people will think it is a ghost talking.

"Hehe, hehe, this is my follower." With dry laughs, Qu Zhong quickly stepped forward and raised the oil lamp to his face.

Feeling that the two people in front of him breathed a sigh of relief, Qu Zhong said, "This is something my friend put here. I'll get it back. Don't panic."

After speaking, he dug in his bosom and found that he didn't have a purse on him, so he turned his head to look at Da Ying again.

"Lend the money bag to use." He said and stretched out his hand to Daying.

Clutching his chest, he took a few steps back, and Da Ying acted as if he had no silver 300 taels here; "I didn't bring it, I put it in my room."

"you.."

"No need, young master, this is your thing, you just take it." The taller child among the two beggars wiped his face with his sleeve, and led the younger child to the haystack behind the Buddha statue .

Even with the unlit lights of the horse lantern, he could still see the thin and ugly bodies of the two of them.

Boom—boom—two more thunderclaps, and a flash of lightning that illuminated the missing roof of the ruined temple.

Thinking deeply, Qu Zhong shook his head, and gave Da Ying a vicious look: "Move quickly."

"Ah!" When he first came to this desolate place, Da Ying was already inexplicable enough, and now he had to move these unknown sacks.

After kicking hard and winning big, Qu Zhong almost yelled: "It's going to rain, move quickly."

After finishing speaking, he put the lantern on the ground casually, bent down and picked up a sack.

I'll go, it's so heavy, it's not a seed but a stone.

Seeing that the young master really started to make a move, Da Ying had no choice but to curl his lips, and chased him out with a sack in one hand.

"Damn..." Seeing that Da Ying lifted it lightly, the key is still two bags, Qu Zhong once again felt disgusted with his weak body.

It turned out that these seeds were not heavy, but that I was weak.

Boom—boom—the wind was getting stronger, and it was starting to rain.

And the little beggar who was huddled in the corner saw that the two of them might not be able to finish moving even if they tried their best. The taller child comforted the younger one with a few words, and then stepped forward to help without saying a word.

From the corner of the eye, the small figure carried the sack on his shoulder with all his might, and gritted his teeth and sent it to the carriage.

Qu Zhong felt that his small body would collapse at any time, so he followed the two of them one after another and sent all the sacks on the ground to the carriage.

Da Ying wiped the sweat from his forehead, seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, he began to feel anxious.

This is a mountain road, and it will pass through a large section of woods. If it rains too much, it may collapse at any time.

"Master, let's go."

Jumping into the carriage first, Da Ying reined in the reins and stared at Qu Zhong who was still hesitating.

In his eyes, the small figure had already run into the ruined temple without even saying a word.

Clenching his fists tightly, Qu Zhong gritted his teeth and turned back to the ruined temple.

"Come with me."

Just three words, picked up the shivering little beggar curled up in the straw pile, Qu Zhong ran towards the carriage without looking back.

With such a heavy rain today, the two children might not have a place to hide from the rain if they stay in the temple, and the temple will collapse tomorrow morning, so he can't let the two children stay here.

"Smile." The taller beggar anxiously chased Qu Zhong out of the ruined temple. He didn't hear what Qu Zhong said clearly, but he had a feeling that they didn't have to spend the night in the ruined temple tonight.

Jumping into the carriage, he finally pulled the child who was chasing him, and the three of them finally got into the carriage.

"Drive..." Da Ying raised his whip, and the carriage started to move.

call---

Sitting down in the carriage with peace of mind, Qu Zhong finally had a chance to take a good look at the two little beggars.

"What's your name." After handing the little one to the older one, Qu Zhong shook his drenched cuffs.

"Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

After hugging the younger child, the older child looked at Qu Zhong warily.

"Master..." boom boom--

There was a loud noise outside the carriage, and Qu Zhong raised the curtain to look in the direction of the ruined temple.

Sure enough, the loud noise came from the collapsed temple.

"Look for yourself, why did I bring you out." Although the child's hair was already dirty and colorless, Qu Zhong rubbed it with a smile.

The child's eyes were bright and energetic, and he was still vigilant, and he was not at all dazed by the sudden charity.

Obviously also frightened by the facts in front of him, the older child hugged the little one in his arms and cried out with red eyes.

"Okay, it's okay, aren't you still fine now?" With no experience in coaxing children, Qu Zhong could only dryly pat the child on the back twice.

The child in his arms who had been silent all this time suddenly burst into tears, crying until he was out of breath.

This....

Forget it, let them cry enough.

Sighing, Qu Zhong collapsed tiredly in the carriage, fortunately he was smart, otherwise all these things would have been destroyed.

Satisfied, he patted the sacks piled up in the carriage, and now he really wanted to laugh three times to the sky.

"My name is Zhuo Er, and this is my sister Xiaoxiao."

Perhaps it was because of the fear in his heart that broke out, Zhuo Er gradually stopped crying, and rubbed his eyes to answer Qu Zhong's question.

"Oh... huh?"

Still immersed in his own world, Qu Zhong regained his senses when he heard the meowing sound.

"Then how old are you?"

Looking at the height of the children, the big ones are only one meter long, and the small ones can be ignored.

"I am eight and my sister is four."

Patting the smile that gradually stopped crying, Zhuo Er looked at Qu Zhong resolutely.