Cultivation through the farm gate

The next day, Murong Yue went home alone, and as expected, she saw Mo Qingcheng walking out of the house again.

Seeing that she was still nodding to her as usual, Mo Qingcheng walked towards his house.

"Stop." Murong Yue shouted.

Mo Qingcheng stopped and turned to look at her.

Before she could speak, Murong Yue walked over quickly, grabbed his arm, and walked into the alley beside her.

Mo Qingcheng was pulled away by her inexplicably, but she didn't resist and let her pull her.

After reaching the alley, Murong Yue shook off his hand, and asked in a bad tone: "Mo Qingcheng, what exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Qingcheng blinked, and said innocently: "What am I doing?"

Murong Yue pointed at him and said angrily, "You..."

Withdrawing his fingers, he closed his eyes and told himself, don't be angry, don't be angry.

"What are you doing at my house? Don't tell me, you're just here to drop by." Murong Yue glanced at him with disbelieving eyes.

Mo Qingcheng said with an innocent face: "I said that I did drop by, do you believe me?"

Murong Yue gave him one, do you think I'm a fool?eyes.

"I warn you, no matter what your purpose is, you'd better not let me know, otherwise..." Murong Yue clenched her fists at him, full of warnings.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled.

Murong Yue glanced at him, ignored him, and directly walked around Mo Qing City and returned home.

Mo Qingcheng watched her disappear into the house, and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Master." He didn't come back to his senses until Mo Yu came out to look for him.

"Let's go!" After Mo Qingcheng finished speaking, he raised his foot and walked into the next door.

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October.

"The snow came a little late this year!"

Jiang Hong looked at the sky and sighed.

In previous years, as soon as Lidong passed in October, the first snow began to fall.

But this year, half a month has passed, and the snow has not yet fallen.

"Grandpa, wouldn't it snow later?" Murong Qi asked.

In his memory, whenever it snows, it is the coldest time.

I didn't wear thick clothes before, and the biting cold feeling seemed to be engraved in my bones.

So he doesn't like when it's snowing, the surroundings are completely white, and there are no wild vegetables. At that time, he will be cold and hungry.

Jiang Hong frowned and said, "As the saying goes, there must be drought in Wanxue in the coming year!"

Murong Hao said: "Grandpa, it's useless for us to worry about natural disasters and man-made disasters, besides, there have been no droughts for many years, one snowfall can't be used to determine that there will be a drought next year, right?"

"That's right! Grandpa, even if there is a drought, won't the court deal with it? It's not up to us people like Chaoxin." Murong Yue on the side also agreed with Murong Hao's words.

It's not how hard Murong Yue is, but this natural disaster, since ancient times, has not been artificially counteracted.

Even in modern times, although this drought cannot cause people to die of thirst, the crops in some places will not be harvested. What's more, this is ancient times and there is no high-tech, so I don't know how many people will die.

Murong Yue actually didn't want to see such a scene, but she is just a small white-collar worker in modern times, how can she have any way to resist natural disasters?

"Hey! You are still young, so you don't know the horror of this drought. When I was your age, I encountered it. At that time, wherever I went, there were scenes of corpses strewn all over the field, ghosts crying and wolves howling. Fortunately, your great-grandfather They brought us here and escaped here, and only Qingquan Village had water in a radius of tens of miles, which allowed our family to survive."

"Then why didn't great-grandfather live in Qingquan Village?" Murong Yue asked.

Jiang Hong sighed: "The people who came here at that time, not only our family, but also many people, fought for being able to live here, but later the imperial court intervened, and according to the method of drawing lots, whoever could be drawn could stay Otherwise, the court will re-arrange the residence."

"So great-grandfather didn't get the lottery left."

"Well, this was the most regrettable thing your great-grandfather ever did, so I married your mother here later, alas! But little Ling'er suffered a lot."

Speaking of Jiang Mu, Jiang Hong's eyes turned red.

Murong Yue looked at her elderly grandfather, feeling guilty for this matter after so many years, she felt very uncomfortable.

She stretched out her hand to hold his hand and said, "Grandpa doesn't need to blame himself, I don't think Mother will regret marrying my father, because in memory, father was really good to her."

"Besides, if it wasn't for your perfection, there wouldn't be us three brothers and sisters! Could it be that grandpa doesn't want us?" Murong Yue said coquettishly at the end.

Murong Qi made a fuss and said, "That's right! Grandpa, don't you want Xiao Qi to exist?"

Jiang Hong pulled Murong Qi into his arms, and said to the three brothers and sisters: "How can I! I have such a well-behaved and sensible nephew, how can I regret it?"

Murong Qi pinched the beard on his chin and said, "Then grandpa, don't be sad."

"Okay, grandpa is not sad."

"Old man, what are you doing again?"

Jiang came in with a plate of pastries.

"Old woman, what can I do? I didn't do anything."

Saying that, he put down Murong Qi, got up and walked towards Mrs. Jiang.

The three brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled.

"Grandma, I want to eat." Murong Qi happily ran towards Mrs. Jiang.