Being able to farm: starting from moving to the village and picking up furry

"Then we will go look for it when the time comes. Maybe the one who finds it will have his own luck."

"Wow, it's so magical. Then I will go find Tuantuan and Yuanyuan and the others." Zhufuman widened his eyes, full of curiosity about the unknown.

Knowing where my cousins ​​are, I can't stay there for a moment to wish them well.

In addition, after hearing what Xia Qingyu said, he wanted to fly over immediately to join the team and find the lucky four-leaf clover together.

"Aunt, Grandma Li, I'm leaving first." He stretched out his hand to say goodbye to Grandma Li and the others, and jumped out of the yard happily.

"Hey, little Fuman, go play, but be careful not to fall."

Seeing little Fuman sliding off the stool like a monkey, Old Mrs. Li raised her head and hurriedly gave him some instructions from behind.

She was afraid that he would be too anxious and fall and hit himself. Looking at the impatient little kids, her heart seemed to be in her throat.

"Grandma Li, I get it. Don't worry." The little boy's voice came from afar, comforting the kind old lady.

"Lucky four-leaf clover!" It was the first time that Lin Lan heard of this thing. There seemed to be light in her eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

"If we can find it, maybe..."

Hearing the conversation between Xia Qingyu and Zhu Fuman, Lin Lan and Shen Qingqing were also concentrating on imagining the situation.

The two people put their heads together, and it was unknown what they were discussing. They looked at Xia Qingyu while talking.

Seeing the excitement in the two people's eyes, Xia Qingyu smiled lightly, as if she saw her former self.

"Qingyu, let's go find the lucky four-leaf clover together when the time comes." Lin Lan and Xia Qingyu agreed to go look for it as well.

"Okay." Hearing this, Xia Qingyu did not refuse and agreed with a smile.

People say that the four-leaf clover is also called lucky grass. The probability of finding a four-leaf clover is one in a hundred thousand, which is very rare.

Many people are keen on finding lucky clover, wanting to own it, as if finding it will give them their own unique luck.

Xia Qingyu recalled her childhood memories in the orphanage. At that time, there were four-leaf clovers in the yard. When they were playing in the yard, they curiously asked the director why the clovers only had three leaves.

"This is a four-leaf clover." The dean touched the children's heads and told them that they could give it a try.

"If you're lucky, you might meet a very good father and mother." Because of what the dean said, all the children started looking for them.

At that time, Xia Qingyu was not found, and neither were the other friends.

Later, in another dimension, Xia Qingyu saw a seven-colored magic grass. When he transformed into a human, he knew that she had such an obsession, and immediately took her to another dimension.

"Xia Xia, it doesn't matter if you can't find four-leaf clovers. If you don't have four-leaf clovers, then... I will grow some. Then you won't have to look for any and you can have a large patch of them."

"Haha, that's just an obsession."

Xia Qingyu wanted to laugh at Qiqi's bold words.

"But I'm serious." Qiqi held her hand, looked up and smiled at her, "I'll take you to see it when it's grown."

The memory of Qiqi always emerges inadvertently, making Xia Qingyu feel uncomfortable.

She went out this morning and saw lots of four-leaf clovers growing in the wasteland, which brought back many memories.

When Xia Qingyu heard Tuantuan walk up to her and ask curiously, she told her subconsciously.

Children are naturally curious about the world, so they immediately went out to look for grass.

"Qingyu, have you ever found a four-leaf clover before?" Lin Lan walked to Xia Qingyu and asked quietly.

Looking sideways at the curious Lin Lan, Xia Qingyu answered truthfully: "No, but I have encountered seven-leaf clover before."

Xia Qingyu put the only seven-color magic grass deep in her memory. In a sense, the seven-color magic grass was also seven-leaf clover, but as time passed, they gradually acquired colors and special powers.

"Ah? Seven-colored magic grass? It sounds amazing." Lin Lan didn't know what this thing was, but she felt it was very strange.

Xia Qingyu sighed in her heart, yes, that was a strange race born between heaven and earth, and she was fortunate enough to meet it in her previous life.

"Qingyu, if you find a lucky clover, will your luck really get better? Will you become more and more lucky?"

"This is actually a legend. As to whether it is really as the legend says, everyone will have different opinions." Xia Qingyu said, looking at the green mountains in the distance.

"It's okay. If you haven't found it yet, it means you are lucky now. Other good luck will be left behind, waiting for you to discover it." Looking at Xia Qingyu, Lin Lan said this subconsciously.

Lin Lan patted Xia Qingyu's shoulder and couldn't help laughing, "Haha, right."

"Yes, I will." Looking at Lin Lan, the quiet Xia Qingyu sincerely praised her, "You are good at talking."

"Of course." Hearing others praising her, Lin Lan patted her chest with a look of pride.

As Xia Qingyu poured the beans in his hand into a large bamboo sieve, he heard a sarcastic voice.

"Old lady Li, is this the wife your Yanxi married? It was because of her that Yanxi and Jiamei lost their fate." Zhu's eyelids drooped, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Xia Qingyu was full of calculation.

If it weren't for this person, they could have become relatives with the Li family.

The Li family sold twenty or thirty wild boars this time, so they will more or less make some profit, and it won’t be like now, where all the plans have been ruined.

"What you said is a bit harsh. What do you mean it's because of Qingyu? Can you stop putting the blame on the child?

I'm just confused. If others don't know what you're thinking, then don't you think the person who regretted it himself knows it?"

Old Mrs. Li spoke bluntly, staring at Zhu Shi, and was very displeased with this old woman causing trouble.

"Oh, that sounds nice, but why did we hear someone in Huangzhu Village saying that someone is a jinx?" Zhu stared at Xia Qingyu as if she wanted to stare a hole through him.

"Unlucky star? Are you blind? A lucky doll brought five unconscious people from the Li family back to life. That's a near-death experience. Even the town's old doctor Su couldn't save them."

Old Wang laughed, "You say such a person is a jinx? I'm afraid that's ridiculous. Every family hopes to have such a daughter-in-law. It's a pity that Qingyu is the only child who can only be found by chance."

"Yes."

Wang and others around nodded in unison.

"If it's so magical, then how could something happen on the mountain, haha." Zhu sneered and her sarcastic tone made people speechless.

"You are so old, can't you just look down on others? You are really sick. You say that others are this and that. I'm afraid you are just bored."

Some people almost rolled their eyes at Zhu. They understood that everyone had weird gossips, but they still found people like Zhu weird.

No one would be like her. She comes to help others but doesn't know how to restrain herself. She's like a psychopath.

"Ms. Zhu, don't be like a crazy woman, always trying to stir up trouble, and don't always think of using others as a gun. After all, no one is a fool."