The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Otherwise, he couldn't tell others that their yield per mu was only four or five hundred kilograms.

And more than half of the weight is inedible corn cobs, right?

What if they think it’s too little and don’t take the bait?

Yun Yi frowned when he heard this answer.

It seems that the things the little girl took out are not all that outrageous.

Well, as for the corn thing, he knew without thinking that it must have been made by the little girl.

Although the corn yield is not as good as the above, it is better than the below.

It is already good to be able to produce 1,000 kilograms per mu.

It is indeed worth writing back to report it.

I don’t know what these people are up to by suddenly being so generous.

But after thinking about it, Yun Yi nodded and agreed to all of Sandefa's requests.

At this point, the people of Sangjia Village can be said to have temporarily turned a disaster into a blessing.

I took it out.

Every household has become a life of eating and waiting for death, or rather, a life of eating and waiting for the harvest.

Well, just waiting for the harvest.

What they are waiting for is not the harvest of the divine seeds in the capital, but the harvest in their fields.

Because Sangjia Village was under lockdown, the villagers refused to leave the village.

So they are responsible for taking care of all the crops in the fields, including potatoes and sweet potatoes.

They could only reluctantly hand it over to the 5,000 elite soldiers brought by the four Yuns.

Not only that, those elite soldiers also need to help run errands from time to time and buy supplies for them.

Of course, every time I buy something, it contains food.

On that day, Yun Yi will be given a full banquet as a token of his filial piety.

The villagers' lives are so wonderful.

The only bad thing is that the village occasionally hears someone's impotent rage:

"I told you I won't run, I won't run!

Could you please stop putting drugs in my food?"

Um~don't get me wrong.

Although it is possible that Yun Yi was given extra food every time to try poison, this was definitely not the work of outsiders.

"Hehe~ Please forgive me, sir. You are a martial arts expert. If you were not like this, we would be uneasy~"

"Then could you please mix it evenly before giving it to me?

Look at the white stuff in this bowl. Does it make you feel disgusted and lose your appetite?

Why don't you just pour it into my mouth!"

"Oh?

May I?

Okay, okay, I’ll definitely do it next time.”

......

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In the Sang Mansion, far away on the other side of the capital.

Little Wang didn't know that a huge surprise was about to happen. At this moment, she was still using her obviously inadequate brain to frantically test Zheng Daqian.

"Haha~ Daqian, your injury healed pretty quickly, huh?"

In the front hall of the Sang family, Xiao Wang sat in the main seat, staring intently at Zheng Daqian, who was sitting in the guest seat below, without blinking, as if she was afraid to miss the slightest sign of something wrong on his face.

And Shisi, who had just been severely scolded by his mother, was now sitting obediently beside his mother.

Holding the teacup in both hands, he sipped it in small sips, seemingly in a very delicate manner, but in fact he was silently pretending to be a quail.

It would have been fine if Xiao Wang hadn't mentioned Zheng Daqian's injury. Once she did, Zheng Daqian, the person involved, didn't have time to react.

Da Qianniang, who was standing by, changed her expression first.

The little girl had taken out the ancestral magic medicine and cured her son.

But how could a mother not feel heartbroken and angry when her own child was beaten like that?

Da Qian's mother curled her lips and was about to say something like the little girl was too rough.

As a result, he had just opened his mouth and hadn't uttered a single word when he felt someone tug at his sleeve.

As she glanced sideways in confusion, she saw that her son, who had been fine before, was now twitching wildly as if his eyes were out of control.

Thinking that her son had suddenly fallen ill, Da Qianniang's face turned pale and she howled in fear.

"Son~~

What’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me~~"

It’s broken, it’s broken!

Her poor son~

There must be some aftereffects from the beating from that bad girl!

It must be said that Da Qianniang's shout scared the other three people in the room.

The worst off among them was the unlucky guy Shishi.

He had just taken a sip of tea and hadn't had time to swallow it when he was frightened by Da Qianniang's sudden shout, and the tea came out of both nostrils.

Xiao Wang and Zheng Daqian, who witnessed this absurd scene at the same time, didn't know who to comfort first.

In the end, the two of them tacitly chose to appease each family.

Little Wang just glanced at her little daughter who had sprayed tea all over her face and tilted her head back, looking at her in confusion.

The next moment, she turned her eyes away, pursed her lips, and her nostrils expanded and contracted rapidly, looking as if she was trying hard to endure something.

It was not until she raised her hand and quickly pinched off the half tea leaf hanging from her daughter's nostrils that her expression of patience finally eased.

Only then did he turn his head back, calmly took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the water stains on the little girl's face.

Xiao Wang thought she had covered it up well.

Little did she know that all her expressions and small movements were seen by Shi Shi, who had already come to his senses.

"Mom~ Did you just want to laugh at me?"

The little girl's aggrieved voice reached her ears. Xiao Wang paused for a moment, then continued wiping as if nothing had happened.

Still stubbornly said:

"No~"

It’s not just wanting to, but really wanting to.

The loving mother and filial daughter on this side are so affectionate, and the mother and son whispering on the other side are no less so.

Da Qian's mother, whose face was still pale, was dumbfounded when she saw her son's eyes suddenly return to normal.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch her son's eyes, muttering:

"Son~Are you okay?"

Although Zheng Daqian looked puzzled, he still closed his eyes and let his mother touch his eyeballs, responding with her mouth.

"I'm fine, what could happen to me? But what happened to you just now...hiss~"

Before Zheng Daqian could finish his words, he felt a sudden pain in the soft flesh of his waist, which made him gasp.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Zheng Daqian grinned and pulled down his mother's hand that was twisting his soft flesh from his waist.

While asking questions, he kept lowering his voice, as if he was afraid of being laughed at by others.

"You're fine, little brat. Why are your eyelids twitching?"

When she thought of her own inappropriate behavior just now, Da Qian's mother was so angry that she wanted to reach out and twist her son's waist again.

But this time her older son dodged it nimbly.

Daqian feels wronged~~

Why is it that my mother and I have no rapport?

What do you mean by twitching eyelids? I was clearly winking at her just now!

It is known that the little girl is a bull spirit.

Then, what good can the mother of the Yellow Scalper Demon be? Bah~ Bah~ Bah~ What kind of simple person can the mother of the Yellow Scalper Demon be?

So what Mrs. Sang said just now must have been a test for me to see if I had discovered the secret between her and her daughter.

Seeing his mother's expression suddenly change, he was afraid that she would say something unpleasant and anger the weird mother and daughter, so he winked at her.

Unexpectedly, not only did his mother have no tacit understanding with him, but she also caused such a big mess.