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

Seeing the energetic young men going off to prepare, Li Ang forced back his tears while looking up at the sky.

He walked up to his son and asked, "Qian'er, are you willing to go to Liangzhou Prefecture with Dad?"

"Dad, I will definitely go with you, but I want to go with Brother Yunfei." Li Ziqian said with blinking eyes.

He is one year younger than Mo Yunfei, but he is taller than Mo Yunfei because he is as thin as a stick, which makes him look particularly tall.

He grew tall because he ate well when he was young. It was only in the last five years when he was exiled with his father that he suffered a lot and almost lost his life.

"Young Master Mo, Qian'er is sorry to trouble you." Li Ang walked in front of Mo Yunfei and said, holding his son's hand.

"Don't worry, Uncle Li. We will take Ziqian with us and will make sure he arrives safely." Mo Yunfei promised, patting his chest.

"Okay, Qian'er, you must take care of yourself." Li Ang looked at his thin son with complicated emotions.

Intellectually, the deaths of his wife and daughter were caused by the inaction of the Liangzhou prefect.

But emotionally, he always felt that his wife and daughter could not survive because of his incompetence.

Every midnight he would sit up in shock, wishing he could strangle himself and follow his wife and daughter, but looking at his thin son, he gritted his teeth and held on.

How to have a smooth journey in life is worth everyone's deep consideration.

Whether life is bitter or not depends on a person's living conditions, and the tone is often set from middle age.

He was framed when he was full of energy and thought that as long as the family was together, they could endure any hardship.

But God felt that he was not miserable enough, because when he was in middle age, his luck had passed away and it was too late!

Li Ang looked forward with cold eyes at the former prefect who was lying unconscious on the ground, thinking that only by cutting him into pieces could he vent his hatred.

At the same time, he also secretly swore in his heart that he must be a good official serving the people and ensure that they have enough food and clothing.

"Village Chief, Zhao Ming and I don't have Qinggong skills, so let's go ahead on horseback, okay?"

"Well, Yu Wen, you move these people to the rake that Yu Xuan has made, and you ride on horseback to pull them to Liangzhou City."

As soon as Mo Lengzhou finished speaking, the teenagers ran up to him and asked, "Village Chief, are we leaving now?"

"Let's leave now. Don't we need to go home and get some clean clothes?" Yan Tianyou asked back with contempt.

"What clothes do we need? The clothes we wear are different from those worn by people in the city. Wearing them will embarrass my eldest brother."

"Hey, Xiao Yunfei, how do you know that people in the city dress differently?"

"Look, what they wear is different from what we wear." Mo Yunfei said, pointing at the unconscious person on the ground.

"Hehe, it really is different. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed! But we don't have money to buy clothes!"

"What's there to be afraid of if you don't have money? You can take potatoes to the city to exchange for clothes. You can use potatoes to exchange for anything you like." Lu Zhitao said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law is so awesome, brother Yuxuan, please help us make some rakes quickly. We need to transport potatoes to Liangzhou City to change clothes."

"We need to dig more potatoes and go to Liangzhou City to exchange for a larger courtyard for the village chief and his wife to live in."

"Village Chief, let's go to Liangzhou City and exchange for a larger courtyard. We'll prepare a good house for you and your wife to move in."

"Yes, yes, I'll go over and help too. Brother Gongxi, wait for us for a while. We'll go dig potatoes now."

The boys worked quickly and soon dug out a large pile of potatoes, which they put into baskets and placed on the rake.

"Take care, village chief. We will be waiting for you and your wife in Liangzhou City." Li Ang mounted his horse and rode with Zhao Ming.

Zuo Yuwen carried the unconscious people onto the rake, and Gongxi Leqing rode on horseback, dragging the unconscious people forward.

The former prefect left the BMW to Mo Lengzhou's Lu Zhitao, and they had to stay to comfort the villagers and refugees at the foot of the mountain.

The young men of Mojia Village flew using light skills, and there were still a few horses pulling potatoes, which Mo Yunfei and other young men took turns riding and pulling.

While everyone was reluctant to leave, Lu Zhitao used his special powers to quickly ripen a large area of potatoes at the foot of the mountain.

Although everyone was afraid, when they saw the round potatoes, their worries were forgotten.

"The potatoes are ripe again. God has appeared on the first day of the new year. Let's go and dig potatoes." A man knelt on the ground and bowed excitedly to the sky.

The others immediately followed suit, kneeling on the ground, clasping their hands together and bowing towards the sky.

After the worship, everyone took the initiative to get busy. They planted potatoes, watered them, and then dug up the potatoes and piled them together.

Then he waited for Xiao Ji to bring people back to take them away, and he led 5,000 troops to go to a farther place to rescue the refugees.

We often have to come back to get potatoes to help refugees in other places, and these refugees who have already settled down naturally have no objection.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the green crops, as if coating them with a layer of golden gauze.

The air was filled with a strong scent of loess, mixed with the fragrance of grass and soil wafting from the distant fields.

Mo Lengzhou held Lu Zhitao in his arms and sat on a tall horse, which was walking slowly on the village path.

The four hooves stepped on the dry land, making a slight rustling sound, and the breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness.

Mo Lengzhou's arm naturally wrapped around her waist, and the warmth of his palm was transmitted to her through the thick fabric.

His heartbeat quickened at the not-so-intimate contact, and his mind flashed back to their more intimate skin-to-skin contact.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes unconsciously falling on her face. The afterglow of the sun made her facial features look even softer.

Those eyes, as clear as lake water, were now sparkling with excitement and anticipation. "Husband, what do you think of the scenery here?"

"Very good, especially the place with my wife is even more beautiful. No matter what the scenery is, being with you is the most beautiful scenery."

Mo Lengzhou's voice was low and magnetic, as if he was quietly releasing the emotions hidden deep in his heart.

"Haha, why did you steal my line? You've said all the good things, so what should I say?"

Lu Zhitao said with a smile, a hint of playful coquettishness in her tone, her voice was like the sound of a morning bell, clear and pleasant.

It easily touched the softest part deep in Mo Lengzhou's heart, causing a surge of warmth in his heart and making him unconsciously increase the strength of his arms.

"Why are you hugging me so tightly? Do you want to strangle me to death and find another wife?" Lu Zhitao asked with feigned dissatisfaction.

She had never acted like this before, so after she finished speaking, her cheeks immediately turned red.

With a sweet smile on her face, she turned her head and her eyes met his.

"I'm sorry, my wife. I was too excited just now." Mo Lengzhou originally admitted his mistake seriously.

Seeing her blushing cheeks, he was slightly startled. It turned out that she was joking with him and acting coquettishly with him.

He grinned and said lovingly, "I just like to hug my wife tightly like this."