Looking at the locusts flying in the sky, I secretly calculated the time in my heart. Around noon, the locusts on the mountain would eat up the entire mountain.
Cheng Hanyan swung the sickle in his hand even harder, with a sense of urgency in his heart and his head on a string.
From time to time, my eyes would look towards the top of the mountain.
"Xiuwen, Mingxuan, please use your hands faster. The locusts have already reached the top of the mountain. In two hours at most, the locusts will come."
Cheng Hanyan put his hands in front of his forehead to block the refracted sunlight. He was horrified as he watched more and more densely packed dots flying in the air.
Song Yutong followed Cheng Hanyan's line of sight and saw the black spots flying on the top of the mountain. However, her eyesight was not as good as Cheng Hanyan's, and she could only vaguely feel the locusts approaching.
She turned her head to look at the remaining half of the vegetables, continued to bend down and moved her hands much faster.
Naituanzi is also very powerful at this time, and the movements of his hands are not slow at all. At first glance, he looks like a veteran in housework.
The speed of collecting vegetables is already comparable to that of Song Yutong. After all, he only cooks food at home and does not do anything in the fields. Even if the speed is increased, he is still a little unskilled.
Some roots should have been left to continue growing to facilitate secondary seedlings, but due to Song Yutong's unskilled technique, none of them were left.
At this time, the most important thing is to get the vegetables back, regardless of whether the roots will be damaged.
When the locusts appeared halfway up the mountain, Song Yutong and Cheng Hanyan were responsible for lifting the vegetable frames back, while Naituanzi and Cheng Xiuwen continued to harvest the remaining vegetables.
When the locusts had arrived at the foot of the mountain, Cheng Hanyan, Cheng Xiuwen and Naituanzi had already picked up baskets full of vegetables and ran towards their homes desperately.
Song Yutong stayed at home. There were many vegetables planted on the land in front of the kitchen, and she was harvesting them with a sickle.
Taking advantage of the time when these three people were not at home, Song Yutong collected half of all the vegetables into the space to avoid them from spoiling if left at home for a long time and attracting locusts.
When Cheng Hanyan came back with two little radish heads, Song Yutong had already put some vegetables into the cellar.
Cheng Hanyan saw it and rushed over to help. When she picked up the basket, she obviously felt that the basket was much lighter.
His eyes fell on Song Yutong. Song Yutong's scalp was numb and his heart was frightened. He couldn't help but wonder if Cheng Hanyan had discovered something.
After all, the basket was so much lighter, he would definitely notice it.
"What, what's wrong?" Song Yutong couldn't bear to be looked at by him like this, so she stretched out her hand to touch her face in embarrassment.
Cheng Hanyan shook his head, looked at her and smiled: "It's okay."
After saying that, he picked up a basket of vegetables and put them in the cellar.
Cheng Xiuwen saw this and came over: "Brother, let me help you."
Song Yutong saw that Cheng Xiuwen was about to come over to help, and her hands were about to touch a basket full of vegetables, and her heart couldn't stop beating.
Before Cheng Xiuwen could touch the basket of vegetables, Cheng Hanyan suddenly stopped him and his reaction was even greater than hers.
"Go back and rest quickly. Children are not allowed to come here if they want to do whatever they want."
Cheng Xiuwen looked at the stern Cheng Hanyan, and a slight warmth arose in his heart. His brother really felt sorry for him.
"Okay, I'll get you some water."
Cheng Xiuwen came to this conclusion and became even more excited. He turned around and went to get a bowl to get water.
He didn't notice that after he left, his eldest brother breathed a sigh of relief and moved the last basket of vegetables to the cellar.
Song Yutong also walked in and looked at Cheng Hanyan who was working hard in the cellar to arrange dishes. A pair of eyes fell on him, and she did not miss Cheng Hanyan's reaction just now.
He is protecting her!
"Why are you down? The air is not good, I can handle it." Cheng Hanyan said while working, and showed a gentle smile when he looked at her.
Song Yutong's heart beat very fast, and she felt faintly moved.
She suddenly ran over and hugged Cheng Hanyan from behind, not caring whether there was mud and sweat from the fields on his body.
"Cheng Hanyan, do you know?"
Song Yutong's questions were confused, but Cheng Hanyan could immediately understand what she was asking.
She was obviously very afraid that Cheng Hanyan would discover that she was not the real Song Yutong and that she was not from this era. She was afraid that Cheng Hanyan would regard her as a monster and have someone set her on fire.
But when she knew that he had already noticed it and chose to hide it herself, the string in her heart suddenly couldn't be stretched any longer.
"What do you know? Do you know that you are a fairy who is here to repay a favor? Didn't you say so yourself?"
Cheng Hanyan smiled, turned around and held Song Yutong in his arms, every movement revealing a sense of cherishment.
Obviously, he knew everything, but he didn't want her to say anything.
"The little fairy's spell must be hidden. You can't use it so casually. If others find out, I won't be able to protect you."
Cheng Hanyan seemed to be talking to a child or coaxing his wife. These words may not sound like much to outsiders, but to Song Yutong's ears, the meaning was so obvious.
Song Yutong didn't speak, but nodded heavily, which was regarded as an agreement with Cheng Hanyan.
"We will survive this drought, right?" Cheng Hanyan held Song Yutong's shoulders and smiled with some comfort.
Song Yutong nodded heavily again.
Cheng Hanyan: "I knew you were the Weaver Girl sent by God to save us."
When Song Yutong heard this, she burst into tears and laughed: "You really want to be a cowherd. You are daydreaming. Whatever you want to eat, I will cook it."
"You can do whatever you want when you're hungry." Cheng Hanyan kissed Song Yutong on the face before letting him go.
When Song Yutong climbed up from the cellar, her cheeks were red. Cheng Xiuwen and Naituanzi saw her coming up from the cellar, and they were winking at each other, not knowing what they were doing.
"What are you two doing? Come here and help me." Song Yutong rolled up her sleeves as she spoke, and made a scrambled leek egg, a stir-fried vegetable, and a chicken stewed with mushrooms using the vegetables she just picked today.
The thick aroma wafted far away, and other hungry villagers outside the village could faintly smell the aroma of the food. Following the smell, they came to the entrance of Chengjia Village.
During lunch, Song Yutong thought that with so many dishes at home, it was impossible to finish them all.
In addition, she already has a lot of vegetables stored in her system space. With this bumper harvest, she can sell some of the extra vegetables to the shopkeeper in the restaurant.
The shopkeeper sells it to some villagers so that others can eat fresh seasonal vegetables.
But under this premise, the grain and vegetables in her hands are enough for his family to eat until the drought ends.
Song Yutong was about to tell Cheng Hanyan about her plans when Cheng Hanyan took the initiative to speak.