Jiang Lin shouted and ran towards the wordless house.

I was in such a hurry that I almost tripped over the threshold and stumbled several steps to stabilize myself.

"Second brother, what's wrong? Take your time. Jiang Zhimian said.

Conveniently, he handed the tea that Chi Mohan next to him had cooled himself to Jiang Lin, "Drink saliva." ”

The fire burned all the way, and Jiang Lin's throat and eyes were indeed dry and smoking.

I took the teacup and drank the water in one gulp, and my throat was much cooler.

Only then did he continue, "Third sister, let's hurry up and go to the planting base, those scalded grasses have been pulled out!" ”

"What?"

Hearing that the scald grass he had carefully planted was pulled out, Jiang Zhimian couldn't sit still for an instant.

Hurry up and follow Jiang Lin out.

She ran to the planting base outside the town.

He had only taken a few steps forward when he heard the sound of horses' hooves from far and near behind him.

Before she could react, there was a wide hand around her waist, which was neat, scooped her into her arms, and sat firmly on the horse's back.

The tip of her nose smelled a familiar crisp breath, and she didn't have to turn her head to know who was holding her in her arms.

"Let's ride over, faster." Chi Mohan lifted his thin lips slightly and whispered in her ear.

Then the reins were raised, and the horse neighed and ran faster.

Soon, the two arrived at the planting base.

Without Chi Mohan's support, Jiang Zhimian had already turned over and dismounted, and walked directly to the edge of the field.

Everyone in the Jiang family was there, and they all drooped their heads, looking at the mess all over the ground, and their mood was very heavy.

"What's going on?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

Zhu Ruyi opened his mouth, and tears couldn't help but fall, "Your uncle said that they came to water the scalded grass just now, and it became like this, and it was clear that when they left yesterday afternoon, they were still good, Mianmian, what can I do!" ”

The grass that was planted burned well was ruined like this.

It is tantamount to the farmer waiting to harvest the corn, but before it is ripe, a flood encounters it, and the corn is drowned.

Jiang Zhimian's brows suddenly tightened.

She looked down at the large expanse of scalded grass.

The stems and leaves, which had grown very fat, were cut off indiscriminately and fell to the ground, and the cut surface was stained with mud, which looked terrible.

If I'm not mistaken, someone should have come over with a machete last night and cut it all the way to make it like this.

"What are you doing one by one, hurry up and help, plant these scalded grasses back, so that new ones can grow, and when you come and see them later, you won't be so sad."

In my ears, the voice of Mrs. Jiang suddenly came.

Jiang Zhimian turned his head and saw Mrs. Jiang carrying a small shovel to this side, her little feet were not running fast, and her body was a little bumpy.

It's kind of funny, but she can't laugh.

Because she saw that Mrs. Jiang was very serious, she squatted on the edge of the field and began to plant scald grass, and her hands were still pricked.

To meet such a grandmother, she really doesn't lose by crossing through such a time.

"Milk ......" Jiang Zhimian suppressed his expression, slowly walked up to Mrs. Jiang, and stopped her, "Let's stop planting, you get up quickly." ”

"Mianmian?" Old Madam Jiang was suddenly nervous, "When did you come over, didn't Brother Lin just go to look for you not long ago?" ”

It stands to reason that it's still on the way here.

Jiang Zhimian pointed to the side, "Chi Mohan sent me over on horseback." ”

Hearing this, Old Lady Jiang's angry eyes glared at Chi Mohan.

It's amazing to be able to ride a horse!

Can't you walk with her baby?

It's okay now, Mianmian must be sad to see such a tragic situation.

Mrs. Jiang's eyes were full of distress, and she hugged Jiang Zhimian in turn, "Mianmian, don't be sad, I'll help you replant these scalded grasses, and after a while, new ones will grow, exactly the same as the original!" ”

As he spoke, he planned to squat down and get busy.

Jiang Zhimian hurriedly stopped her, "Milk, the most important thing now is not to plant scald grass, but to find that person." ”

Otherwise, if you plant it a hundred times, it will be ruined.

"Where are we going to find it?" Mrs. Jiang's eyes were confused, and many Sichuan characters wrinkled on her forehead.

Jiang Zhimian was silent.

She needed to think about it.

After pondering for a while, he said, "Let's pick up these scald grass that fell on the ground first, it just so happens that the aloe vera mask sent out in the last lottery has a good response, so take these back to the small workshop." ”

Everyone nodded in agreement and began to help pick up the scalded grass on the ground.

In the end, there is strength in numbers.

It only took an hour for all the scalded grass on the ground to be cleaned up.

At this time, looking at the situation in the field, it is more intuitive.

"It's supposed to be a girl." Jiang Zhimian said softly.

The old lady Jiang next to her was very surprised, "Can you see this?" ”

"Well, guess, you look at the innermost ones, they didn't cut much, because the girls didn't have enough strength, and when they got to that position, they didn't have any strength, so they ended hastily." Jiang Zhimian said.

Of course, it could also be a thin boy.

Until a definite clue is found, everything is just conjecture.

Mrs. Jiang took a sip of phlegm, "If I catch this dog, I will definitely peel him off, unload him in eight pieces, and then bury him in this soil, and have the right to fertilize the scalded grass!" ”

"Wife, how can you think that?" Old man Jiang was shocked.

Jiang Zhimian nodded in agreement, "Yes, grandpa, you quickly persuade the milk, this kind of thinking is very dangerous!" ”

Old man Jiang's expression became more serious, and he admonished his wife bitterly.

"Have you forgotten the mass graves in the mountains before and after? There are so many dead people buried, although the corpse water raises the sweet potato as big as the face, but it can't be eaten at all, if this is cut and used to fertilize the scald grass, can it still be used to make scald grass? ”

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, she felt that it made sense.

"Then you say, what should I do?"

"If you want to follow me, if you go back and catch that person, take him to the official, and then let him stay in the dungeon for half his life!"

"That's too cheap, you should cut off your head directly!"

"Let's stuff some more money, and ask the official to fix him!"

……

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Jiang Zhimian couldn't help but blacken.

The thoughts of my own grandparents are too dangerous!

"If I catch him, the first thing I will do is to take him to replant the scald grass for me, and then report to the official, and the rest will be handed over to the government." Jiang Zhimian said.

As he spoke, he looked at Chi Mohan next to him, "Chi Mohan, you go back first, help me find a few ox carts to come over, and move these scalded grasses back to Jiangjia Village." ”

Chi Mo bowed his head, but he was not in a hurry to leave.

Instead, he raised his hand and pointed to the grove on the side, "Go there and take a look, maybe you can find some clues." ”