The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, pulled the corners of her mouth at Ji Caiyan.

Didn't laugh out loud.

It only increases the desolation.

She silently took the bowl in Ji Caiyan's hand, did not talk to Ji Caiyan again, and did not go to see her sister.

Her body will eventually be reoccupied by that host, Jiang Zhaodi.

If my sister trusts me again, it will be easy for my sister to be hurt by the host Jiang Zhaodi.

It's better not to give hope.

Thinking of this, the original owner Jiang Zhaodi was a little remorseful.

I shouldn't have given Ji Caiyan water just now.

What if she lets her guard down on herself?

Ji Caiyan will be as miserable as himself and be robbed of his body.

Thinking of this, the original owner Jiang Zhaodi walked faster, away from home and away from Ji Caiyan.

Alone and silently catching locusts in a corner.

The locusts they caught were killed and secretly thrown in their own sacks.

Keep it out of sight of your family.

Because the system can control her behavior and speech, she can't talk to anyone about her grievances.

She tried to commit suicide by jumping into the campfire, but at the critical moment, her body became stiff and involuntarily moved away from danger.

It's all the devil who called the system.

The original owner, Jiang Zhaodi, saw that the locusts were decreasing, and some people began to be idle, so he ran home without looking back.

She tried to imitate the behavior of her host, Jiang Zhaodi, whom her family hated.

It's time to go back to bed and wait for someone to wake up to eat.

As long as she doesn't let her family have a good impression of her body, she is willing to do it.

"What are you thinking?"

Song Wenqing looked at Ji Caiyan with a touch of pity in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Zhaodi's back.

I couldn't help but ask.

The prophecy has come true, Jiang Zhaodi can't stay.

But they can't be killed.

The words left by the old man of Tianji were fulfilled one by one.

Song Wenqing's heart became more and more uneasy.

"It's nothing, I just feel that sometimes, people also have times when they can't do anything about it."

Ji Caiyan could imagine the helplessness of the original owner, Jiang Zhaodi.

Judging from her behavior and the evaluation of her by the people in the village in the past, the original owner Jiang Zhaodi is a kind person.

Song Wenqing paused and did not speak.

It's just that his eyes have been falling on Ji Caiyan's body.

Yes, there are times when you can't do anything about it.

Another hour passed.

The bonfire was gradually extinguished.

The crackling sound was only sporadical.

The buzzing sound was no longer audible.

The villagers did not have the joy of defeating the locusts, and they all looked at the crops in the fields with sad faces.

The crops were saved and not eaten by the locusts.

But it was also gnawed a lot.

Production will definitely be reduced.

It's impossible to live a prosperous year.

Fortunately, you will not starve to death.

"Thanks to your family this time."

Li Zheng walked in front of Ji Caiyan without knowing anything, and looked at Ji Caiyan with a grateful face.

If it weren't for Ji Shuchen's advance notice, he reminded everyone that he had cut a lot of firewood, and I am afraid that there would be no grass left in the field.

"It's all the result of everyone's own efforts."

Ji Caiyan picked up a lot of locusts from the ground and wrapped them in the cloth he brought.

Li Zheng still had a lot of things to do, so he stuffed a white flour cake into Ji Caiyan's hand and left in a hurry.

The white flour cake was made for him by his daughter-in-law, and he was reluctant to eat it.

The locusts in the field are basically gone, and only a few people are left to set up a few bonfires to attract the locusts, and there will not be much of a problem.

There are still many locusts in the village, and he still has to take everyone to continue to catch them.

Ji Caiyan and Song Wenqing walked to a high place and glanced around, making sure that there were no locusts covering the sky.

Then we walked towards the village.

Fat Tiger and Little Zhu Zhu were not on Ji Caiyan's shoulders.

One of them is on the east side of the village and the other is on the west side of the village, intimidating the locusts in the village.

Reduce losses in crops outside the village.

Ji Caiyan and Song Wenqing stepped on the locusts on the ground and entered the house.

The sun was already in the west, Ji Caiyan didn't eat lunch, and her stomach gurgled.

She casually stuffed the white flour cake that Li Zheng gave her into her mouth, and the fragrance of wheat spread.

It also has a characteristic sour taste.

It is a cake made by oneself, and there is no good taste of fermentation.

"Dad, what are you eating today?"

Ji Caiyan saw Ji Shuchen busy in the open-air kitchen at a glance.

As soon as Ji Shuchen turned his head, he saw Ji Caiyan and Song Wenqing walking together.

Both hands were on the verge of touching.

Song Wenqing's eyes are the same as being blind, he has been looking at his daughter, his eyes are straight, and he will not turn around.

Either blind or blind.

"Yo, today Champion Lang has a mouthful!"

"Eat all the locusts today!"

Ji Shuchen rolled up his sleeves, and his big knuckled hands stirred twice in the wooden barrel.

A lot of live locusts were fished out.

Scoop out half a spoonful of lard from the jar and place it in a pan to heat the oil.

Zizi-

The locusts were drained by Ji Shuchen and thrown directly into the iron pot.

A smell of protein mixed with lard permeated the entire courtyard.

Ji Caiyan smelled it, like the taste of Chan Cicada after stir-frying, a little fragrant.

"Tsk, look, the juice in this stomach is coming out, and I don't know where the grass is eaten!"

"Yo Yo Yo, these little short legs are quite active in the oil pot, kicking around!"

Ji Shuchen's white robe was stained with the yellow and green juice of locusts.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still has a wing attached to his head~

Ji Caiyan: ......

She does not exclude everyone from eating locusts in order to fill their stomachs.

It's just that this locust was described by her father, and it's really ...... No appetite.

"Sir, ordinary people's families are afraid that they will not fry locusts in lard."

Song Wenqing bowed and spoke respectfully.

"Well, Champion Lang is right."

"Later, I'll make a stewed locust soup for you and Xiao Yan alone, and you can taste it."

Ji Shuchen nodded seriously, and then really caught some locusts in the wooden barrel again and put them in the pot where the soup was cooked.

Before putting it in, his hands deliberately crushed the locusts.

The yellow-green juice flowed out and dripped into the casserole.

The locusts with missing arms and legs were specially displayed by Ji Shuchen.

Add water, add the amount of two people.

He and his daughter-in-law did not drink.

Cheap girls and champions!

"Mother! Daddy gave you the casserole stew grasshopper for soup! ”

Ji Caiyan shouted at the top of his voice.

By the way, all the locusts that he carried home were thrown into Ji Shuchen's arms.

The smell of locusts on Ji Shuchen's body became even stronger.

"Shuchen? What are you doing? ”

Bai Zhixuan's gentle voice came, accompanied by her gentle smile.

looked at Ji Shuchen's fishy body with a smile, as well as the legs of various locusts on his hands.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"I'm kidding!"

"Zhixuan, you go back to the house first, it's too buried here, and we'll start eating right away."

"I'll make your favorite noodle soup later."

Ji Shuchen immediately became serious, and by the way, he looked at Ji Caiyan dotingly,

"Silly boy, look at the dirty on your body, wash it quickly, Dad is distressed when he sees it!"

Ji Caiyan: ...... Hey.

I got goosebumps.

Rolled his eyes at his father, and went into the house with his beautiful mother.

Song Wenqing didn't know when, so he sat by the stove and burned the pot for Ji Shuchen.

The whistle blew.

Ji Shuchen and Song Wenqing raised their heads at the same time.

"Shang Li has appeared!"

Ji Shuchen was frying locusts.

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