"What's going on?" Lan Qingruo's heart was obviously a little broken at this time, because what she saw in front of her really subverted her perception for so many years.

Three short, stocky, northeastern-voiced voles are relentlessly gnawing on the budding rice stalks in the soil. Suddenly, she thought of the conversation between the villagers when they came to the fields not long ago. The village is protected by the Great Immortals, so don't panic when you see anything, let alone scream, just walk back.

The old vole spirit seemed to have noticed her, and the beard that grew on her cheeks trembled for a while, and her dark and round eyes glanced at her, and saw that she was stunned and a little disgusted, and ignored her. just lazily confessing to his children and grandchildren. "Little ones, after eating, let's go, don't stand here, there are still people waiting to collect the land. ”

"Squeak, squeak, receive. Big brother, hurry up! Don't delay other people's farm work, or you will starve to death next year. As soon as the little rat brother who had finished detoxification heard what his parents said, he immediately became anxious.

The vole, which is the eldest brother, glanced up at the little brother of the mouse, turned around and dug his fart, and continued to eat his own. The little mouse brother didn't give up, and ran around the boss in circles, which made it a little annoying. "Do you want to die? Shake your little broken leg, spin around in front of me, and hurry to stay aside. Lao Tzu will arrange a little more, will this land not be able to guarantee a bumper harvest next year?"

Lan Qing felt that what this vole said could be understood, but it was connected. I don't understand, right?

A few voles sneered at the buds, and it didn't take long for the three voles to finish eating, and they didn't know what they did when they ran to the bud rice field. After a long time, they came out and ran towards Lan Qingruo in a column.

Lan Qingruo froze in place, not daring to move. It's a vole! It's cute, but it's a talking vole! It scares her to death. At this time, she didn't care about the explanation of any villagers, she wanted to run away. But when I turned around, I don't know if it was because I had stood for a long time, I tripped after running a few steps, and there were withered weeds sticking to my mouth.

"Hahaha, big brother, you see this person is so stupid, he will fall when he walks. One of the voles looked at her wolf and laughed sharply. As a result, he was kicked by the eldest brother, "Go aside, you must be too ugly to scare people." ”

Lan Qingruo shuddered firmly, what kind of world did he cross over, isn't this the farming style, why did he instantly turn into a fantasy stalk. Can anyone tell her what is going on with this litter of goblins?

"Little girl, you're new here. I haven't seen you in the village before, what kind of person?" the grandfather's big fat vole squatted not far from Lan Qingruo.

That gesture, that feeling...... If the other party wasn't a vole, Lan Qingruo would have thought that this was the old farmer in the village chatting with her. Whose vole can be so kind?

"Okay, look at your daughter, you're stupid and can't speak, let's go. Thank you for your hospitality today. The big fat vole shook his fur and glanced at Lan Qingruo. swept away the two uncompetitive children behind him, and kicked them over. "Look at what, hurry, go home. ”

The three voles lined up in a line, shaking their short legs and disappearing.

Looking at the messy bud rice field, I want to talk about how Lan Qingruo feels now......

What kind of world is this?!What kind of world?! Where did she cross over! How did the vole spirit of her grandfather who can talk about homely things happen to her? The three views of life have been completely destroyed! Destroyed!!

I returned to the village in a trance, returned to the fat aunt's house in a dejected state, opened the door and closed the door. Slipped into the thin quilt and covered his head. Those are all hallucinations, in fact, she didn't see anything, she was dreaming, it must be like this, she must be worried about the fat aunt's bud rice field, so she will fantasize about such a thing as a vole spirit.

When the fat aunt came back in the afternoon, Lan Qingruo got up from the bed. People are still a little dizzy, and the fat aunt thought that Lan Qingruo was sick, so she put down the things in her hand and was about to touch Lan Qingruo's forehead. "Girl, what's wrong with you, sick?"

"I'm fine, but I just had a nightmare that I saw a vole talking to me and gnawing up the buds in the back mountain. Lan Qingruo held the fat aunt's hand and refused to let go. It's a nightmare, isn't it?

The fat aunt has a face like a full moon, round. The limbs are short, not tall, and the legs are thin and the waist is thick. When she was young, she was not a beauty, but now she is in her thirties and is even more old, living on the three acres of thin fields left by her dead husband. Because of his rude and fierce personality, there are few idle people in the village, and his life is stable. I saw that the fat aunt's brows tightened and then loosened, and she slapped her thigh excitedly, which made Lan Qingruo feel pain, "I thought something was wrong, it turned out that I met a great immortal." Tell my aunt what the great immortal said?"

Lan Qingruo's expression was still a little ignorant, but his heart was almost cracked.

Is there something wrong? She was just telling the fat aunt that she had met a monster! She had met a monster! Is it really good to be so calm and excited? That vole is a great fairy in the village. In the past, she had also heard about what foxes and weasels were raised, and what was raised to raise great immortals. But is it really good to raise a vole as a big immortal?

"But the bud rice was gnawed by the great immortals. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. The fat aunt said indifferently: "If any household in our village is gnawed by the great immortals, there will be a bumper harvest in the coming year." There is still a piece of land in the west, and if you take it from Ming'er, you can't go hungry. By the way, Aunt Fang Cai took the eight-treasure rice you boiled and sold it, you don't even know how good the business is! Auntie has earned a lot of money this time to catch up with a year's harvest......"

The fat aunt kept muttering in an excited tone, and Lan Qingruo was completely unaware of the state, and looked at her stupidly with her mouth open and closed, this world is too crazy.

After a while, until the fat aunt pushed her, she asked quietly with a happy face, "Auntie thinks it's good, what does the girl think?"

How's that, what's going on? It should be a matter of eight treasure rice, right? Since the fat aunt thinks it's good, it should be okay. "The fat aunt thinks it's good. ”

"That's a good dare, I will quickly agree to others, and if you save this village, there will be no such shop!" the fat aunt went out happily.

Lan Qingruo saw that the fat aunt was not affected by the vole spirit at all, and the heart that had been hanging was half over. In this era of rampant travel and rebirth to dominate the world, there is absolutely only a place that you can't think of and can't wear. Qinglou, mass graves, and even dung pits, I was still congratulating myself on my good luck. Although she fell into this small mountain village, the people in the village are simple, and there is an aunt who is willing to take her in, but now the situation in the bud rice field, how to explain to the fat aunt.

When the fat aunt came back from outside the house in the evening, Lan Qingruo had already cooked the food and put it in the house, and was just about to beckon the fat aunt to sit down for dinner, but she saw the fat aunt take out a red cloth from her arms and carefully hand it to her. "Girl, open it up and take a look. ”

"What is this?" Lan Qingruo opened the red cloth and saw a pair of flawed jade bracelets tied to a red thread, which felt a special meaning. couldn't help but look at the fat aunt suspiciously.

"The girl is very happy, this is sent by Wang Xiucai in the town to let her mother-in-law send it, which is considered a Wending ceremony. The fat aunt was half reluctant and half happy, but there was still a hint of unwillingness. "When Mrs. Song told me about this, I was worried that the girl would not agree, so I wanted to push it for you. But the man should get married, the woman should get married, I think about this is also the reason, this Wang Xiu is a scholar, only eighteen this year, although the family is poorer, it is difficult to guarantee that he will become an official one day. If the girl hadn't encountered war, she would have been the daughter of a rich and noble family, how could the aunt be willing to let you marry these farmers in the village, and face the loess with her back to the sky for the rest of your life. ”

In the fat aunt's heart, this girl is good anywhere. Not only does he look like a fairy, but he is also smart and sensible. The scholar seems to be a gentleman, and he reads books on weekdays, or writes letters to people to live, but there is always a hope.

Lan Qingruo figured it out now, it turned out that Aunt Fang Cai asked her what she thought, and she asked this. I nodded so stupidly, and gave away my blind marriage and dumb marriage. As soon as I wanted to explain, I heard the fat aunt say in a sour tone: "How many people in this woman's life are not bitter, they all survive like this, and after they have survived, they should be bitter and happy at the end." Since the girl has just responded, she probably understands this reason, you call me an aunt, this is your mother's house, and the aunt will prepare everything for you, and she will never let you have the slightest grievance. ”

Although they haven't been together for a long time, she can see that her aunt really loves her as her own daughter, and if she refuses, she is forced into her stomach. "Auntie, I want to meet that Xiucai. ”