The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

Yan Tianyou is a simple and honest boy with a simple personality. If he has questions in his mind, he must get them clear.

But he had been afraid of the village chief since he was a child, so he secretly looked at Zuo Yuyi, his heart full of curiosity.

Mo Lengzhou knew what Yan Tianyou wanted to ask. Under normal circumstances, he would never explain, but now he was in a good mood.

"You guys work hard. Madam is afraid of the dark, so I'll stay at home with her." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Lu Zhitao with a doting face.

"........."

Lu Zhitao looked at the smiling man and said nothing. If she was afraid of the dark, then there would be no one in the world who was not afraid of the dark!

After Mo Lengzhou and his wife walked away, Yan Tianyou immediately approached Zuo Yuyi and said, "Brother Yuyi, Madam is afraid of the dark. Wouldn't it be better to light a lamp?"

Zuo Yuyi, who has a son and a daughter, always has a special concern for a silly boy like Yan Tianyou.

He recalled how he was when he was young, and it seemed that he was once a silly boy who loved someone passionately but did not dare to express his feelings.

"Tianyou, do you miss the young master?" Zuo Yuyi asked softly.

"Of course I want the young master, but what does that have to do with my lady being afraid of the dark?"

"It's a big deal. The village chief and his wife have to sleep together more often to have a young master." Zuo Yuyi's voice was like a whisper in the wind.

With a hint of temptation, he knew that what the teenagers needed was not the current answers, but the process of growth.

"Yu Yi is so mean. I won't talk to you anymore. I want to fetch water to help the refugees."

"Hahaha..." Seeing the young man running away with a blushing face, Zuo Yuyi looked at his back and laughed.

He turned his head to look in the direction of his home. Warm yellow light shone through the window, exuding a homely atmosphere.

Over the next few days, most of the youth in the village were engaged in carrying water out of the village, while some were digging wells.

Lu Zhitao selected a few young people to look for water together. She said that this was not a well for drinking water, so there was no need to be so meticulous, just dig a deep hole.

With the help of Lu Zhitao's special ability, several young people dug out water in just one day.

Then the village women used the water from the puddle to irrigate the crops. Lu Zhitao took the opportunity to use her supernatural powers to ripen the crops. She was very busy all day.

Mo Lengzhou was very busy all day discussing with the elders how to recruit soldiers and how to enter the capital in the future.

But no matter how busy the couple is, they will not separate after dinner, and Mo Lengzhou is becoming more and more attached to his wife.

There was no shortage of food in the village, and everyone was more eager to help the refugees. More and more refugees from outside the village rushed to the village after hearing the news.

Xiao Ji sent Lieutenant General Li and his son back to the capital to report the battle results, while he personally led 5,000 carefully selected soldiers to help transport water.

Gongxi Leqing took a few young men to settle the refugees, while Zuo Yuyi took the well-fed refugees to plow the soil and plant crops.

Xiao Ji was responsible for maintaining the safety of the refugees. Everyone worked together and was very busy.

The sun shines through the clouds, casting strong rays of light, trying to burn this place full of suffering to a crisp.

With water and food, no matter how scorching the sun is, it cannot dampen the refugees' enthusiasm.

Their faces were filled with tense yet determined expressions, as if the tacit understanding between them was silently conveying strength in the face of unknown challenges.

"This is a temporary camp for you. Those who come first should try their best to make those who come later feel a sense of belonging."

Mo Lengzhou's voice, spread by his internal force, echoed in the air, with a reassuring calmness.

It could be heard clearly dozens of miles away, and groups of refugees, their faces tired but full of hope, listened quietly.

Their eyes revealed desire and hope for the future, and then they consciously quickened their movements.

At the same time, Zuo Yuyi personally arranged for the refugees to be busy in the fields.

Lu Zhitao stood beside Mo Lengzhou, her palms were already stained with mud, and there was a lush green land around her.

The sunlight shone on her shoulders, highlighting her resolute expression. "Pour this water on the potatoes, and they will grow soon."

She looked around and saw some refugees who had just eaten, following her with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Their bellies are full with simple food, and they are working hard with their hands to turn the soil, trying to sow the seeds of hope for the future.

"Oh my God! It's really grown up!" the man watering the plants shouted with tears in his eyes.

In fact, he was also responsible for watering yesterday, but he didn't see any changes in the potato seedlings. Just now, when the Fairy Lady said it, he really saw it.

"They really grew up. I saw the potatoes grow with my own eyes." Another woman in her thirties also shouted.

Next to the woman, Mo Yunfei was gently instructing a little girl on how to plant potatoes.

The girl's fingers were covered in dirt and her eyes sparkled with curiosity about the potatoes.

She pushed away a piece of dry soil with force, as if it was not just a piece of land, but also the desire and persistence for survival in her heart.

The sunlight shone on the tips of her hair, and the golden light made her smile even brighter.

On the other side, a young man was trying his best to dig a ditch.

He didn't care that sweat ran down his cheeks and soaked the front of his shirt.

Gongxi Leqing caught a glimpse of the beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, and his heart trembled slightly. "We must work together to make this land full of vitality!"

His voice echoed across the fields, inspiring everyone's fighting spirit and igniting his passion.

Encouraged by the people of Mojia Village, the refugees joined in turning the soil and planting potatoes.

Their laughter and conversations intertwined to form a vivid and warm picture.

It seems to be telling everyone that despite facing adversity, life will still shine brightly.

"Tao'er, New Year's Day is the day after tomorrow. Shall we go back and make rice cakes?" Mo Lengzhou walked up to Lu Zhitao and asked.

"Okay, I haven't seen rice cakes made yet!" Lu Zhitao said with a smile. She had finished her work for the day.

The potatoes grew up in a second, haha, and she would make them all mature the day after tomorrow.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I will go back with you to make rice cakes." Mo Yunfei heard Mo Lengzhou's words with his sharp ears.

"Well, let's go back together!"

When Lu Zhitao and the others returned to the village, Uncle Mo and his son, along with several young men, were already making preparations.

She went forward to take a look and saw more than a dozen stone mortars neatly placed together.

Next to each stone mortar, there is a strong man standing to pound the mortar.

Aunt Mo, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, along with their three granddaughters, put the late rice that had been steamed into cakes into a stone mortar and pound it.

A woman turned over the hot rice cake, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

"Zi Yan, be careful and don't hurt the baby in your belly." Aunt Mo reminded her daughter-in-law while working.

"Mom, don't worry, I know the seriousness of the matter." Li Ziyan said gently.

"Mom, my dad has been watching you. Is he worried about you?" Li Ziyan's second daughter asked with her head raised.