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

Seeing the Huo family bullying their future daughter-in-law, Aunt Mo was furious, but she stopped when her future daughter-in-law called her "Mom".

"For Yan'er's sake, I'll let you go." Aunt Mo's voice was loud, but with a rare tolerance.

This simple call was like an invisible force, gently brushing away all the anger in Aunt Mo's heart.

"Stop arguing and sit down to eat. You still have the mind to fight? Is the rice not fragrant enough?"

Lu Zhitao's clear voice rang out. Seeing that Li Ziyan was soft-hearted towards the Huo family, she sneered in her heart but did not point it out.

Huo Wanyu wanted to continue cursing with her hair disheveled, but when the air was filled with the mouth-watering aroma of rice, she didn't want to say anything.

The villagers sat around a simple wooden table, which was filled with hot white rice fresh from the pot.

The rice grains are plump and crystal clear, like delicate pearls, emitting a soft luster.

As waves of hot steam rose, the rich aroma of rice diffused in the air, instantly capturing everyone's heart.

The children's eyes sparkled on the white rice, and their faces were filled with expectant smiles.

The elders gently stroked the warm rice with their fingertips and were reluctant to put it into their mouths for a long time.

The young people sat quietly beside the table, waiting for the elders to start eating, with satisfied expressions on their faces.

There was an indescribable excitement in the eyes of the village women. Looking at the big bowl of white rice in front of them, they began to look forward to their future life.

As the first mouthful of rice entered their mouths, everyone seemed to be shocked by the delicate texture and rich flavor.

The rice aroma spreads in the mouth, smooth and soft, as if every grain of rice contains the thickness of the earth and the warmth of the sun.

The villagers swallowed the rice in their mouths, looked at the village chief and his wife sitting on the main seat, and then looked at each other tacitly.

A knowing smile appeared on everyone's face, as if the happiness at this moment was brought to them by Lu Zhitao.

Song Zhuxin saw everyone's actions and expressions, and snorted in anger in her heart!

These ungrateful people, don’t they know that this rice is from her space?

Fortunately, Zuo Kexin and her daughter were sitting next to her, and several village women also gathered together to flatter her.

It made her feel much better, and besides, she had no intention of arguing with most of the stupid villagers at that moment.

She likes to plan for the future and is not used to being passive all the time, so when she first traveled through time, she quickly accepted reality.

She came to this ancient time, not only wanting to live freely, but also wanting to save these women who were harmed by the feudal dregs.

Although she inexplicably married a disabled woman, she was not entirely disadvantaged.

She has space, spiritual springs, and stored food. She can abuse anyone she wants, so her life is relatively comfortable.

She thought she would always be happy, but unexpectedly, Lu Zhitao, who was under her feet, flew over and shit on her head, which made her very depressed.

Song Zhuxin glared at Lu Zhitao fiercely, wishing she could drink her blood and eat her flesh.

But Lu Zhitao didn't even look at her, nor did she have the mind to think so much. She was concentrating on eating and finished two bowls of rice before she stopped.

Li Ziyan was eating the fragrant rice, and her eyes involuntarily fell on the tall man beside her.

He had dark skin, regular facial features, and a warm glint in his eyes as he looked at her.

He was not at all as vulgar as she had imagined, nor as vicious as a country bumpkin.

He wanted to put some of the rice in his bowl into Li Ziyan's bowl, but Li Ziyan stopped him, "You eat it, this bowl of mine is enough."

Hearing this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and his lips moved gently, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, so he just buried his head in eating.

Looking up again, she saw her new mother-in-law patiently feeding her little daughter. At this moment, Li Ziyan's heart was filled with complex emotions.

When Mrs. Huo saw the tall and mighty man beside Mrs. Huo, she felt indignant, but she had no right to blame him.

Looking at the small bowl of white rice in front of her youngest daughter, she felt mixed emotions. If she had not remarried, her daughter would not have been able to get out of the pigpen.

She looked at her daughter several times, wanting her to give the white rice to her son, but her daughter didn't even look at her.

At this time, she didn't dare to call her daughter out loud, for she was afraid that Lu Zhitao would drive her out of the dining room.

After dinner, everyone went back to sleep in groups of three or five, and Zuo Kexin and her daughter arranged accommodation for the Huo family.

Song Zhuxin and Huo Ziyuan shared a room, Mrs. Huo and her daughter shared a room, and Mrs. Huo and her son shared a room.

After a long drought, it is not cold during the day in winter because of the sun, but it is still cold at night. Fortunately, there are many quilts in the village.

Li Ziyan was married for the second time, so she slept with Aunt Mo's son Mo Daren.

The three daughters were arranged in one room, and Aunt Mo also gave them a new quilt, which made the three little girls very happy.

Lu Zhitao was full and wanted to go see the well to help digest her food. Mo Lengzhou stayed by her side the whole time.

As they passed by a potato field, Lu Zhitao quietly used her special powers to make the potatoes grow.

The next day, it was just dawn.

The villagers of Mojia Village were preparing for a new day of work when an old shout pierced the tranquility of the early morning.

"Good news, good news, I have good news for you all."

The villagers' attention was instantly drawn and they all ran towards the sound.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Ning clan elder who was grinning from ear to ear, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"The potatoes we planted yesterday have grown three inches tall!" His trembling voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement.

This shout awakened the vitality of the entire village, and the old Ning clan member pointed his wrinkled hand towards the fields in the distance.

The green potato seedlings look particularly vibrant in the morning light, and the tender leaves sway gently in the breeze, as if waving to everyone happily.

When the villagers saw this scene, they all smiled brightly, and the wrinkles on the faces of several elders were even smoothed out.

Their hands gripped the hoes tightly, as if they wanted to plunge into the fields immediately and grow with these little potatoes.

"Oh my god, potatoes are really growing out of the ground! I dreamed they grew like this last night."

"This well water is truly miraculous. If we water it ten times a day, will it be ripe in half a month?"

"No way! Will the potatoes be ruined?" someone asked worriedly.

"That's possible! Why don't we call Miss Lu to see if she needs to water the plants more often?"

"I'll go back and call my sister-in-law." Mo Yunfei said as he wanted to run, but Mo Lengzhou grabbed his collar and said coldly.

"You keep working. Those who are digging wells keep digging wells. Those who are plowing the soil keep plowing the soil. Those who are planting potatoes keep planting. I'll go back and call her."

Mo Lengzhou looked at his cousin with cold eyes. If anyone wanted to go back and call her, he should go himself. Does this kid even know the difference between men and women?