What's going on?

In the hearts of Ruan Chengde's father and son, this question was raised at the same time.

Yesterday the wheat was not like this.

Why did the wheat come back to life as if it had eaten an elixir overnight?

Not only did he come back to life, but he even grew better than before he was flooded by the rain!

Nguyen Thanh Duc can swear that he has never grown such perfect wheat after so many years of planting.

He crouched down, trembling hands, and carefully plucked a few grains from an ear of wheat.

They are round and plump.

Put it in your mouth and chew it, it is chewy, the wheat fragrance is thick, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.

It was the best-growing wheat he had ever seen in his life.

"W-what's going on?" He stared at the large golden wheat waves in front of him, muttering to himself in a lost mind.

Ruan Zhigao was excited, and knelt directly in the wheat field, holding the heavy ears of wheat in both hands, and tears were about to come out.

Ruan Zhiyuan walked around the wheat field and made sure that in the surrounding wheat fields, only his own wheat had become like this, and other people's wheat was still the same as yesterday.

He looked at the onlookers around him and asked loudly, "Uncle Wu, what's going on?" Why did my wheat become like this? ”

Uncle Wu is the one who cut the wheat in advance, causing the wheat to become moldy and rotten at home.

He squatted on the ground and smoked a dry cigarette, his face full of envy: "I still want to ask you, as soon as I come in the morning, I will see your wheat." This looks so good! Boss Ruan, tell us quickly, how did you do it? ”

The surrounding farmers were also envious, and their eyes were red.

"Yes, Boss Ruan, what's going on with your wheat? The folks in the township also taught us. ”

"Yesterday I remember that you poured a large piece of wheat, what happened today?"

Ruan Chengde shook his head blankly: "I really don't know." I'm older than you know. ”

Someone pouted: "Boss Ruan, they are all villagers, you can't hide your private life and die without saving it." More than half of my family's wheat has been flooded, and I am about to drink the northwest wind in the second half of the year! ”

"That's it...... If you don't tell us about this way......"

The red-eyed villagers all chimed in.

Ruan Zhiyuan scolded: "Who is hiding their secrets? Yesterday my dad cried for the wheat, didn't you see? If my dad knew why, would he still be like this? ”

"And what do you say is going on?"

"It's a good person in our family who has a good reward!" Ruan Zhiyuan snorted, "Yesterday, my daughter-in-law led her sister to the land temple to offer incense, maybe it was the manifestation of the land god!" ”

The manifestation of the god of the land?

The crowd looked at each other and laughed.

Even the city god doesn't work, what about returning the land god?

The reason for making it up should also be decent.

No one believed that it had anything to do with the god of the land.

On the contrary, they all felt that the Ruan family was hiding their secrets.

Nguyen Chengde was so immersed in shock and joy that he had no time to pay attention to them.

When the news came home, Kim and his two daughters-in-law were overjoyed.

This is God's favor.

"Amitabha, God has eyes, God has eyes!" Kim clasped his hands together and prayed repeatedly, "There is finally hope for the second half of the year." ”

Hui Niang pursed her lips and smiled: "I also went to see it just now, really, our wheat grows better than before." It's strange to say, isn't it really blessed by the gods? ”

Chen Shufeng's heart moved when he said this.

She looked at Hui Niang: "Did you go to the Land Temple with Nan Nan yesterday to burn incense?" ”