Warmth just happened to bring some tea and snacks to the day workers in the field with Big Gray and Little Black.

She heard everyone's shouting from a distance, and her brows furrowed: There is no excuse for the crime you want to add!

She knew that the ancients were superstitious, and she believed very much that if this thing was not done well, if there was an extra snowflake this winter, or an extra drop of rain next year, these ignorant ancients would be lazy in their homes!

Is it really not planted?

Of course not, there is no cooperation in her life dictionary, only to face difficulties!

She believed that there was a solution to all problems.

Warmth didn't step forward, she was also thinking of a way.

Seeing that Nuan Nuan was standing in the field and not moving, Xiao Hei thought that the destination had arrived, and it flew down from the sky.

Warm saw that Xiao Hei suddenly thought of a way.

Since they are superstitious, then she attacks the shield of the son with the spear of the son!

Warmth beckoned to Xiao Hei.

Little Black immediately landed on her palm.

Warmly whispered a few words to Xiao Hei.

After listening to this, Xiao Hei tilted his head slightly, thought for a while, and then nodded after he seemed to understand what it meant, and he gave warmth to the copper kettle in his mouth.

After receiving the warmth, it soared into the sky, soared into the sky, circled in the sky for a moment, and then flew towards the mountain.

Only then did he raise his feet and walk in the direction where Wen Jiarui was.

Big Gray hung a food box around his neck, and followed behind Wen Wen unhurriedly.

The wolf eyes that glowed with a ghostly light were thoughtful because they listened to the warm words.

Everyone was still clamoring for Wen Jiarui not to continue planting, and those few short-term workers urged Wen Jiarui to settle his wages, and they didn't dare to plant anymore.

It's okay if you don't know, but now that you already know, how dare you continue!

They even thought about going home and taking some sacrifices to worship the father-in-law of the land, begging the father-in-law of the land not to be blamed.

Wen Jiarui thought of a way in his heart, if he insisted on planting, it would not be impossible, but the people in the village would really let the chickens out and eat all the wheat seeds in the field!

He believed that this wheat would be able to survive the winter.

Wen Jiarui said: "I have read in books that this wheat can indeed survive the winter. The legend was just a coincidence, and the man just happened to meet the heavens. I'm going to do it here! If God really blames me, I'll bear it! ”

Old Man Wen was about to be angry: "Shut up!" You take on a fart! ”

Zhu sneered: "Fourth, do you bear it all by yourself?" What do you bear? Do you have mountains of gold and silver or mines? I thought you were someone who had read the books of the sages, and you should know what filial piety is! What is righteousness! Where are you putting your father and mother in this way? Where will the whole village be placed? Where will the people of the entire county be placed? You're pushing us into a hell from which we will never recover! ”

"Yes, if God blames and the whole county suffers, can you afford to pay for it?"

"Can you afford it? What do you pay for? ”

"What do you take to pay, you say!"

......

One by one, the villagers pressed him to question him one by one.

was forced to be asked by everyone, Wen Jiarui's face turned cold: "This land has been planted, and those who should be offended have been offended, if there is really a natural disaster, I will apologize with death!" I'll pay with my life! Didn't that legend say that the county decree killed that person, and the natural disaster disappeared? If there really is a natural disaster, I will immediately atone for my sins with death, and it will not harm everyone, okay! ”

At this moment, Nuan Wen came over, and she said loudly: "That's right, this winter wheat is what I said I want to plant, if it is really because of the wheat planted, natural disasters continue, I will also apologize for death!" I pay with my life! ”

Wen Jiarui saw Sister Nuan coming over, his face changed, it was enough for him to apologize for his sin with death! Sister Nuan'er is sorry for her death!

Wen Jiarui can gamble with his own life, but his daughter's life, that is absolutely not good!

The villagers were stunned by the two of them to apologize for their deaths, and no one said anything for a while.

Everyone has to plant when they die!

Old Man Wen almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "Compensation for you big-headed ghost!" No planting is allowed in this land! It's just starting to plant now, it doesn't matter, stop now, don't plant again! ”

I'm mad at him! Fourth, this madman! Death to apologize! Is his life his!

His life was given to him by Lao Tzu!

How dare you joke with your own life!

The village chief also said to Wen Jiarui: "Jiarui, just started planting, it doesn't matter, you can quickly take back the wheat in the field now." Where is the use of death to apologize for such a serious crime! ”

Warmth knows they're for their good, but this wheat can really be grown! She won't budge because of a myth that doesn't exist.

She still shook her head: "Uncle Village Chief, this land is not what we want to plant, it is the Bodhisattva who asked us to plant it!" So we have to plant! ”

The village chief was surprised when he heard this: "The Bodhisattva asked you to plant it?" What's going on? ”

Zhu Shi sneered again when he heard this, and said in a strange manner: "The Bodhisattva let you plant it? How did the Bodhisattva let you plant it? Tell me about it! I'm telling you, don't joke about bodhisattvas, that's retribution! ”

Warm and faint glanced at her: "Retribution will only fall on those insidious villains." ”

The warm words fell, and a flock of migratory birds flew over the blue sky overhead, and then a lump of bird droppings fell on Zhu's head.

Zhu Shi felt something fall on her head, she wiped it with her hand, looked at it, and then found that it was bird droppings, and her stomach churned.

Wen Wen couldn't help but smile: "Tsk, look at the retribution is coming!" And it's the Present World! ”

Some people couldn't help laughing: This Zhu family is too unlucky!

Zhu was so angry that a mouthful of old blood almost didn't spit out with the food residues in her stomach, and she didn't care about arguing with the warmth, she quickly turned around and ran home to wash her hair.

It's disgusting!

The village chief ignored such trivial matters, their village is close to the mountains, and every late autumn, many migratory birds from the north will fly back to the mountains here for the winter.

Villagers harvest in the fields, and sometimes there are villagers who often win the "jackpot".

This is not unusual, just a coincidence.

In fact, he also felt that the legendary man who planted wheat was just unlucky to encounter a natural disaster, and everything was just a coincidence.

"Sister Nuan, why do you say that this wheat was planted by the Bodhisattva?"

Everyone looked at Wen Wen and waited for her to explain.

"A while ago, I had a dream, in which there was a beautiful Guanyin Niangniang who was dressed in white and looked very beautiful, and her head would shine, and said to me in a dream, let me plant a season of wheat after the autumn harvest to benefit the villagers, so that my body will be better, and I will be healthy and healthy in the future.

I said that because of my illness, my family has no fields, how can I plant them? She taught me how to sell fried snails to make money. The next day, I told my father about it, and then our family really earned money to buy land by selling fried snails. Planting winter wheat was taught by the Bodhisattva to do it, and I have promised it, so we must plant it! ”

The village chief was very surprised: "It turns out that the recipe for stir-fried snails was actually taught to you by the Bodhisattva?" ”

"Of course, otherwise how would our family have thought of selling fried snails!"

"Who knows if you deliberately made up a dream to fool us?" Aunt Yongfu couldn't help but question.