Hongling Mountains.

Fu Family.

The war is approaching.

Fu Zhihong ordered the clans to move into the seven-color pagoda as quickly as possible, with monks giving priority to it. Now only three thousand clans without spiritual roots are left living outside the pagoda.

It's the golden autumn of October.

The paddy fields surrounding the colorful pagoda are yellow and orange rice.

At this time.

The sun has set.

However, in the paddy fields in the west of the city, there were two large and seven small figures busy in the fields. Behind them were rice piled up like hills. The two adults who were leading the way, Jasmine placed the cut rice ears behind her and supported her waist with her hands. Her belly was already bulging high, and it was a big effort to straighten her. Finally, she twisted her neck and said to a girl closest to her:

"Jasmine, when you go home, you feed the pig food first, and then bring the pancakes and torches you baked last night. Tomorrow at noon, it will be our turn to enter the tower. We have to cut the paddy field from our third aunt's house all night tonight."

Take down these two acres of rice.

Their family of nine can fill their stomachs after entering the tower.

"Okay, mother."

Jasmine doesn't raise her head.

I quickly cut a few more handfuls of rice before getting up.

The pear blossoms next to her paused at the speed of cutting rice, and did not get up. She looked down at Jasmine who was walking farther and farther away. Envy flashed in her eyes. When she returned home, although she was working, she always had to straighten her waist and had enough to eat as soon as possible. She ate a pancake and a bowl of porridge in the morning, and her belly had already started to sing an empty plan.

"Hey, I don't know what my mother thinks."

Pear blossoms mutter.

At night, she overheard her mother and father's conversation. She had accumulated a reserve grain in the granary for half a year, but the meal only made people eat three-thirds of the full meal. She had a light work on weekdays and could withstand it, but they had already gone to the fields to harvest rice for three consecutive days, which was difficult for adult men to eat, let alone their seven sisters.

But.

My mother was born in one month.

They didn't say a word and followed them to get up early and work in the dark. How could they still complain?

"Oh!"

Lihua scanned her mother's big belly above her eyes.

Sighed deeply.

My mother and dad tried their best to give birth to a younger brother and sister with spiritual roots. However, their ancestors have never had spiritual roots cultivators in the previous three generations. Even if they work hard, their hope is very slim.

"I hope my mother and dad will have a wish come true this time."

Lihua imagined it in her mind.

At this moment, the sickle in her hand was injected with spiritual power.

She just waved it lightly.

The rice in the fields can be brushed down in one go.

So.

Their family can go back for breakfast and have a good night's sleep:

"So hungry!"

Pear blossom ranks third among the seven sisters. She is like an invisible person on weekdays, but when she arrives at the dinner table, no one is as fast as her. When she can eat openly during the Chinese New Year and the holidays, she eats more than her father.

"So hungry!"

"Gululu!"

Lihua tightened the waist rope and tightened, but she was still hungry.

Suddenly.

In the rice field ahead of her.

There is a green vine, which has a red fruit, the size of a thumb, exudes an attractive fragrance.

"Gudong!"

Lihua couldn't help swallowing.

Her hand unconsciously stretched out, and then shrank back like lightning:

"No!"

Since childhood.

She was warned.
Chapter completed!