Lost Continent

There is an old saying here, it is said that a woman will exude a certain smell at a certain time, which is the easiest time to conceive, so in order not to waste, men will keep their energy and endure until then, and strive for one hit .

But I don't know when it started, more and more people do what they want, and there are not many people who still abide by that statement.

This change coincided with Lin Yi, and after winter, pregnant women in the village popped up like bamboo shoots.

Watching Hai's mother drink the medicine and check her pulse to make sure she's fine, Lin Yi glanced over. Hai and Harley were carved out of the same mold, and Cuckoo and the patriarch also resembled seven or eight, but...

"How can you be sure that the child is yours?" The customs here are too tough.

Harley glanced contemptuously, as if looking at a fool, "It's whoever looks like him."

"..."

Lin Yi was so stimulated by this sharp answer that he almost knelt down. He tried hard to find his own voice, "What if I look like my mother?"

Harley seemed to be asking this question, and he frowned thickly, as if he never thought it would be possible.

"I'm going back." Lin Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore, he was afraid that if he didn't leave, IQ and reason would run away from home hand in hand.

After all, he was not born in this era, and he will always unconsciously take the third view of the present with at least ten thousand years later.

But the Three Views have been refreshed again and again, and he no longer even knows himself.

The next day, everyone in the village gathered in the open space. Lin Yi thought it was a big deal, and took Fu Feng out. Before he got close, he heard Drew's serious voice, and he was giving science popularization to the people in a serious manner.

Including Harley's family, the families who were pregnant with their children stood at the forefront and were the focus of education.

The dark-faced Lin Yi decisively pulled Fu Feng back, "The efficiency is really high." He heard the sound of something breaking early in the morning.

Finding that the beginning of Drew's every sentence is "Witch said...", Lin Yi glanced at the people around him, calm as if nothing happened, really admired.

Fu Feng tilted his head and called out, "Lin."

Lin Yi, whose mind is full of popular science knowledge, "Huh?"

Touching his waist with his palm, Fu Feng asked in a low voice, "I can't figure out one thing."

Curious and the other party couldn't figure it out, Lin Yi stopped, "What?"

"Why do you say no every time." There was a hint of a smile in Fu Feng's eyes, his lips pressed against Lin Yi's ear, and he let out a magnetic voice, slightly hoarse, "But it's very tightly wrapped."

Lin Yi got angry and bit Fu Feng's chin.

Pressing down on the angry young man, the smile in Fu Feng's eyes grew stronger and appeared on his face, "A rabbit bites, it doesn't hurt."

A vein popped up on his forehead, Lin Yi raised his leg and kicked Fu Feng, but the straw sandals on his feet flew out.

"..." The expression on Lin Yi's face was just one word, embarrassing.

Fu Feng tightened his chin, as if holding back something, turned around and picked up the straw sandals, squatted down in front of Lin Yi, patted off the dirt on his feet, and put them on for him.

"Hey, stop making trouble."

Lin Yi let out a very soft voice from his nose, "En."

Because rice is a new food brought in from the forest area, he decides the day of harvesting the rice. He accompanied Fu Feng to look at the complicated and chaotic cracks on the shell of the turtle for several days. Drew.

The village was busy, women took brooms to clear a large open space, old people and children removed the stones on the ground, nailed down several wooden stakes and tied them with rattan ropes.

A grand ceremony was held on the day of rice harvesting to pray for a good harvest.

Fufeng was about to go to the field, Drew took the lead, and everyone stood up to stop it.

"Please witch go back!"

It wasn't the first time I saw it, Lin Yi was still quite surprised, if these people knew that their great and noble witch cooked for him and washed the dishes every day, they would probably make a fuss.

Fu Feng's flat brows frowned, Lin Yi sensitively noticed that the aura around him had dropped a lot.

But Drew is a stubborn person, and even his clan members have a similar temperament, they are obviously afraid but they don't flinch.

"I want to eat eggs." Lin Yi said in a voice that only he and Fu Feng could hear, "I'll go home after harvesting the rice, and I won't run around."

Eggs are hard to find, and the ones raised in captivity are not born every day, so it takes a lot of time to conclude that the other party will satisfy his request. As soon as Lin finished speaking, he bowed his head and continued to rub the scythe.

Fu Feng pursed his lips lightly, glanced at the people around him, pulled Lin Yi into the woods and kissed him for a while before turning and leaving.

After sending Fu Feng back to find the eggs, Lin Yi let out a sigh of relief. When he came back, he suffered all kinds of strange eyes from everyone, and found that the atmosphere was still a bit depressed. Lin Yi smiled, "He's not angry."

Hay, who pushed away from the crowd and ran to the front, screamed, "Lin, why is your mouth swollen?"

Everyone winked at Lin, looking in sync.

Lin pursed his lips subconsciously, and was still hesitating on how to answer when he heard Harley's loud voice on the opposite side, "Hay! What are you yelling?"

Hay picked his ears, and before Harley hit him, he had already pulled Lin Yi's hand to avoid, "Let's go."

The big guy set off with a sharpened stone sickle, water, and wild fruits. The big golden ears of rice in the field were heavy, and the rice was pressed down very low.

"Ayu, you take the lead here."

"He, you take the lead and start over there."

"Remember, cut at an angle! Be careful not to cut your hands!"

Halley Station ordered up and down the field ridge and assigned them to everyone to work.

The field is full of "scrambling" sounds, and the woman is responsible for tying the cut rice into strands with straw ropes, and the old people and children hold them and throw them on the field ridge.

Bamboo woven baskets were filled with rice one by one, and they were picked up with wooden sticks and brought back to the village. They were all strong and strong men, with easy steps, without panting when going back and forth.

The sun rose, and it didn't take long for everyone to sweat profusely. After all, it was the first time, and they were unskilled. Some people had small cuts on their hands, and Lin Yi also had several cuts on his hands. He put his fingers in his mouth to suck the blood. Looking back, the rice in the field was in a mess, only his and Beibei's were neatly arranged.

"Bebe, don't you want to rest?"

Beibei didn't look up, waved the stone scythe, and put the cut rice in the field, "No need."

Lin Yi licked his dry lips, unable to lose to a woman, he muffled his head and waved his arms and began to cut wildly, Beibei not to be outdone, followed closely behind.

Ayu on the other side gasped, "Are you crazy?"

The people around were dumbfounded, "Okay...so fast."

Lin Yi and Bei Bei were the fastest, leaving the others far behind, both sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Lin Yi slowly straightened up, "I... I have two hands more than you."

Beibei's face was very ugly, and she was cold and scummed. She silently cut two handfuls on the other row.

"Tie." Lin gasped for breath, his back hurt badly, he waved his hand, "I won't come."

Over there, Hai made a bet with Cuckoo. The two bent down and picked up a large handful of rice and ran up the field ridge.

Lin Yi kicked twice as he passed by, "Get up, there are bugs in the field."

Hay rolled to Linyi's feet and hugged his legs, "I'm sorry!"

"Then lie down." Lin Yi said with a smile, "Your friends are here to see."

Cuckoo had the best face, he jumped up and patted the dirt on his body, pretending that he didn't know Ha Yi who was still rolling in the field.

"The field is dirty, get up." Twisting Hay up and throwing it aside, Lin Yi dragged his cramped legs forward.

Summer is one field, autumn will be two, next year will be divided into several, more and more, every family will have a field in the future, Lin Yi is in a good mood because of what he thinks.

He sat on the ridge of the field and sang. He first yelled a dolphin sound to open his voice, and then came the classic "Nine Sisters".

"You are like a painting in spring"

"In the painting are red peach blossoms in Tianshan Mountain"

……

Everyone raised their heads in unison, looking for the sound to look at the young man on the field ridge, laughing and repeating when they heard the sound behind.

Lin Yi sang loudly, with a bright smile on his face, "Jiumei Jiumei's lovely sister"

Tianli is a neat echo, "lovely sister"

Strange and fresh tune, very pleasant to hear, the big guy is boiling under the sun, looking around, a group of nine younger sisters appeared in the field.

"Lin, come one more!"

"Come one! Come one!"

Lin Yi picked up the jar and took a sip of water, stuffed a wild fruit into his mouth, leaned under the tree and put his hands behind his head, squinted his eyes, hummed a tune and began to sing.

"I hear your voice."

"a special feeling."

……

"I love you, love you like a mouse loves rice"

"No matter how many winds and rains, I will still be with you"

.........

The man in the woods listened very intently, his gentle gaze never leaving the figure for a moment.

The applause was very loud, and many little girls secretly looked over and whispered secretly, all very sad, they didn't dare to rob people with Wu, and they couldn't.

Cuckoo ran in front of Lin Yi and quickly wiped the sweat off his face, but all the mud on his hands got up, just like a little cat, Lin Yi shrugged his shoulders a few times.

"Lin, teach me how to sing the mouse."

"Shoulders are sore." After Lin Yi finished speaking, there were hands on his shoulders, and the pinching force made him grin his teeth in pain.

"lighter!"

"Is that so?" The smile on Cuckoo's face was brighter than the wild cauliflower on the ridge, and he asked flatteringly, "Are your legs sore, give me a pinch."

Lin Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, rubbed his goosebumps vigorously, taught Cuckoo twice and let him go aside to understand.

The two old love songs spread quickly, and the young men and women in the field began to sing duet. In their hearts, Lin Yi's image was extremely tall and shining at this moment, and they could only worship from a distance.

After a busy morning, his whole body seemed to be falling apart. Lin, who was so exhausted, went back and took a shower, ate two eggs and fell asleep on the bed. He felt in a daze that a hand was massaging his waist. He moved He moved his body and subconsciously leaned over.

"Go down a little... just over there..."

Put the warm palm flat, apply slight force and use the palm to grind it in circles. After pressing it for a while, stretch out five fingers and knead carefully. Fu Feng listened to the comfortable groan of the person in his arms, and lowered his head to kiss him. one time.

"Who is the ninth sister?"

The voice next to his ear came clearly, Lin Yi yawned, his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes, he touched Fu Feng's arm and hugged it in his arms, "...it's just made up."

After an unknown amount of time, the familiar voice sounded again, still calmly.

"Lin, mice love grass, not rice."

Dr. Lin: Turn the table, can we still play together? !