C6

Qi Mu looked at the taro and sighed. "Spring, sweet potato."

Amorphophallus konjac is a seed planted in spring. After germination, the seed will grow slowly, and in July or August, the seed will begin to grow. In September or October, the seed will mature, and then, the seed can be harvested.

In fact, in modern times, we don't usually use the sweet potato as a seed. We usually use the sweet potato as a seed. The reason is: the sweet potato is too big. First, it is a waste and second, its life force isn't that strong, so we can't be as good as the sweet potato.

Now, since it was ancient times and the planting season wasn't good enough, the sweet potato should be used as the seed of the taro. Once a new taro was planted, some taro would be left behind and the rest would be used as food.

Luckily, Qi Mu had instinctively dug roots out of his body. Otherwise, the idea of growing taro might not have come true.

Following that, she lowered her head and carefully searched the ground. She wanted to see if there were still more.

If there were a few more, they could cook one and let the family have a taste of the new food. If they changed the taste, they would be able to eat until they were full. If that were the case, wouldn't they be very happy?

With a smile, Qi Mu carefully put the little taro with roots and soil into the basket on his back.

If there is anything else, plant it in the field, cultivate it well, and strive for a good harvest this autumn!

Qi Mu put down the basket, leaned against a big tree, and left by himself. With Taro as the center, he bent over and began to search carefully.

The sky was no longer bright, and the sun was gradually setting.

His kung fu was lacking, Qi Mu was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back. Finally, he found four or five taro stalks. Although it was little, he was still happy inside.

Simple satisfaction, long and light and sweet.

After putting everything away, Qi Mu was thirsty and hungry.

Looking at this beautiful scene, Qi Mu encouraged himself:

"This time, I have returned with a great harvest. Good luck, Qi Mu. As long as this treasury exists, as long as you're willing to work hard, your days will definitely get better."

By the time they reached the foot of the mountain, the trees were no longer as lush as they were in the mountains. There were no leaves or branches covering their heads. Instead, there was more light coming from the trees.

The foot of the mountain was the territory of the shrubs. They were all types of shrubs, and they were all short and short. The branches of the shrubs were more dense and lush.

With a single glance, he could see that the mountain lacked the faint oppressive feeling. Dressed in a sacred golden robe, the lush greenery was rather pleasing to the eyes.

In the shrubbery, it was a good place to pick up and chop firewood. Qi Mu put down his basket and leaned against the tree. He gave the scenery a quick look, and his heart became tranquil and peaceful.

After a while, she swiftly bent down to pick up the firewood.

Actually, the firewood in the house was still sufficient, so she did so to cover up the contents of the basket.

According to the original owner's memories, she knew that the things that she had painstakingly brought back were not welcome in the village. In fact, it had even frightened them.

The only thing that was still better was the yellow quail. The taste was bitter. He had eaten it before at home, and the taste was the same as the one cooked by his cheap mother...

The original owner really couldn't forget. His memory was so deep that it was hard to swallow. No wonder he could live well even on the side of a small road.

Before he met her, of course.

As for whether anyone else had eaten, she wasn't sure. The original owner of the body seemed to be a man of few words and of small range of movement.

After picking up the firewood, he covered up the top layer of the basket on his back. Qi Mu's way back was the closest one, and it was also the easiest one because there were so many people walking around!

But? When they were about to enter the village, they met some familiar people.

Qi Mu watched from afar and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was no longer as focused as before on his journey.

It was her first time seeing a stranger, or rather, a stranger who was not part of the original owner's family.

He was slightly nervous in his heart.

"Mu lass, cut firewood on the mountain."

The two were still ten steps away from each other when Auntie Lin spoke warmly.

Finally, he added:

"Eh? Didn't your father usually go up the mountain to chop it down? "Why did it have to be you this time!"

Qi Mu also smiled at Auntie Lin. In a split-second, he thought of an excuse and prepared to reply. Unexpectedly, Auntie Lin had already prepared an excuse for him.

"Recently planted in spring, sowing seeds! In the fields, our Niu Zhuang household is not busy, but you're a little adult. You came to light firewood, that's right! "

Auntie Lin muttered to herself. The farmer's wife had a loud voice and a high voice, which made Qi Mu feel that it made a lot of sense.

"Yes, Aunt Lin!" I'm here to light firewood for my family. "

"Mu lass, since you're carrying so much, you must be carrying so much firewood. Let me get some for you!"

Auntie Lin spoke quickly and did things even faster. She took large strides towards Qi Mu with good intentions in mind.

"Anyway, our two families are on the same side. I'll take it to your house later!" You should be more relaxed too! "

When Qi Mu heard this, he retreated a small step without leaving a trace and said with a calm voice:

"There's no need, Auntie. I have the strength to carry him back. Auntie, you should hurry up and chop firewood. The sky is about to turn dark!"

"It's alright. Little Mu, you don't need to be courteous to Aunt!"

"There's really no need, Aunt! You've worked a whole day of farming, and are much more tired than me. If you let Auntie really talk about it, my heart won't be able to get by either! "

When Auntie Lin heard this, she laughed even more heartily. In just a few words, she had already arrived in front of Qi Mu. She reached out her hand to touch the basket on Qi Mu's back. It wasn't polite at all!

Qi Mu wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Retreating in front of him was wrong, but it was even more wrong for Auntie Lin to help!

There was one less person who knew, one less troublesome matter! Qi Mu was diligent from a young age, but he didn't like the trouble that people caused.

"Auntie, if you really take it for me and my auntie finds out, then when it comes to grandpa, I …"

Qi Mu performed his technique with his head lowered. His attitude changed from the smiling Yan Yan Yan, to his reddened eyes and shoulders. He looked very pitiful.

Auntie Lin had already grabbed a handful of firewood, but immediately put it down upon hearing this. She turned around and gently patted Qi Mu's shoulder as she gently said:

"That great aunt of yours, damn it! Poor little girl Mu. Alright, just quickly write it back down. Auntie won't take it! "

The first part of the sentence was filled with displeasure. The latter half of the sentence was filled with concern.

Qi Mu's heart warmed as his eyes turned red. After bidding farewell to Auntie Lin, he quickly headed home.

After walking for a while, Qi Mu stood quietly in front of the door. His figure was thin as he looked at the door in a daze.

The half-human basket and her little figure stretched out in the last light of the setting sun, lonely and forlorn.

Home, some things are not just ending, they're just beginning.

A new war.

Suddenly, Qi Mu resisted in his heart and was unable to take a step forward.