Reclaiming wasteland and farming: I rely on space to be rich in the world

Chapter 155 Villager Bai Wei has passed away! ! !
"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, the Supreme Lord will appear soon..."

Huang Daxian's method is simple and fast.

After shouting a slogan, she used her mahogany sword, Heigouxue, and left after a short operation.

Bai Wei watched this scene through the door and window, wishing she could slap herself.

wrong.

She has smoked.

"Bai Debao, you brainwash me."

Really.

It's crazy for her to believe this.

Bai Wei thought about it, and wanted to go out for a stroll more and more, whether it was to see the mountains or the fields, in short, she should stop staying at home.

"Fang Hai!"

"I want to go out for a walk."

Fang Hai nodded, went out to wash off the blood that Huang Daxian had made, then went into the room and picked her up.

"Fang Hai, what are you doing?"

Fang Hai weighed her weight, "Take you outside to have a look."

"?"

Bai Wei expressed doubts about life: "Are you going to take me with you?"

It's not narcissism, I really feel that Fang Hai means it.

"Ok!"

"what?!"

Bai Wei looked at Fang Hai and turned pale with shock.

Uncertainly asked: "What did you just mean...?"

"Holding you to see."

"..."

Bai Wei didn't expect that Fang Hai would do what he said.

He carried her directly out of the village without meeting anyone on the way.

At this point, it was late August.

The bracts in the corn field have just been picked up, and the rice is ripe.

People are going to thresh millet, and there is a sound of thumping all over the mountains and plains.One after another, unfortunately, there is no one of my own.

Fang Hai hugged her and stood in his own medicine garden, hugging her tightly, without the slightest shaking of his arms.

"Fang Hai, what have you been eating for all these years you have been out? Are you not tired of hugging me for so long?"

Fang Hai glanced at her: "Not tired."

"……Not tired?"

Well, they are as powerful as a cow, so we don't compare with them.

Bai Wei pointed to a lawn on the ground: "But I want to sit on the ground."

Fang Hai didn't speak, and sat with his legs crossed while holding her, like a Bodhisattva sitting on a lotus.

In his hands, she was held like a child.

For a moment, Bai Wei didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed, her face turned red.

She wanted to twist, but there was a sharp pain in her waist.

"hiss……"

Bai Wei frowned, screaming.It took a while to recover: "Fang Hai, you, it's not good for you to hug me like this, it will make your legs tender."

Fang Hai lowered his head, "Do you care about me?"

"...No, it's not."

She didn't.

Bai Wei lowered her head, heard the sound of threshing millet several times, and couldn't help but look over.

After watching for a while, she looked up, and saw someone's chin raised slightly, his eyes staring straight ahead...

"You also yearn for that kind of life?"

Ye Zi spread like wildfire, Fang Hai couldn't help lowering his head.Unexpectedly, his eyes met.

He nodded slightly, and his thoughts drifted into the distance: "When I was young, my parents... Old Fangtou and Jiaojiao's mother were very kind to me. No matter if I went fishing in the river or didn't go to school, as long as others scolded me, Jiaojiao's mother was very kind to me. Her mother was the first to rush up and scold him. Later, Jiaojiao was born. Now I know that everything she did was because she gave birth to an old square-headed child, and she felt that her back was straight, so she didn't need me anymore."

For some reason, Bai Wei felt her thumb hurt along the veins.Anxiety.

"Fang Hai, you have me and Yuanyuan in the future, don't think about these things."

"Ah."

Bai Wei felt relieved when she saw Fang Hai's yearning eyes flashing.

Time passed by, and the sound of threshing millet in my ear was like a strange song, melodious and hypnotic.

Fang Hai looked at her sleeping face and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Chicken legs... big chicken legs..."

Hearing this, Fang Hai's heart skipped a beat.

These days, the medicated diet should be changed.

At this moment, an old lady in the distance shouted: "Hey, Ah Hai, you came to the medicine garden and hugged your daughter-in-law, this is too clingy."

Fang Hai nodded with a smile, his eyes seemed to be the brightest stars in the night.

After a while, another uncle passed by: "Ah Hai, you...you are blowing your hair."

Fang Hai couldn't understand the timidity in the opponent's eyes, and thought that the sunlight was too bright, which made the opponent panic.

However, none of this has anything to do with him.

Listening to Bai Weimeng talking about food, he not only recalled this time, but also what he ate.

The more I thought about it, the more I discovered the problem. It turned out that I hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

No wonder my wife kept talking about it in her dreams.

He wants to surprise his wife.

Fang Hai carried the sleeping Bai Wei through the ridges of the fields, all the way home.

Unexpectedly, after they left, people in the field looked at his back and couldn't recover.

"oops."

Suddenly, an old lady who was cutting rice in the field covered her hands: "It's not good, it's not good, I cut my hand."

Blood dripped down the fingers on the ground.

The person next to him immediately cut off the cloth on his body, and quickly bandaged the old lady.

Just after bandaging here, another person in the field exclaimed: "Ah..."

"Whoever puts the sickle on the ground, I will step on the knife."

Just like the aunt just now, the person next to him cut a piece of cloth and bandaged the injured person.

At this moment, in another field, a young man suddenly fell and plunged into the soil.

Seeing this, the people next to him immediately pulled him up.

However, seeing people being injured again and again, someone suddenly shouted: "It's not good."

"There are ghosts!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was terrified.

One by one, they put down the things in their hands and walked over: "Huang Daxian, what do you mean by that?"

Huang Daxian bit his lip, and retreated step by step: "I went to Fang Hai's house just now, you know, I definitely didn't go for any ordinary things, but he invited me to do something."

"Practice?" The uncle who talked to Fang Hai just now said, "What are you doing?"

"Yes, what ritual is their family going to do?"

Huang Daxian looked at the big guy, and said for a while: "I don't know who said before that his wife is gone. Tell me, is it true?"

As soon as the words came out, the aunt who talked to Fang Hai just now retorted immediately: "What nonsense, how could he really die when he was sick and sitting at home. Besides, you saw it just now, he carried his wife to the field Did you take a look at their medicine garden?"

Uncle: "But he hugged people for a long time, did you see them talking? Did you see him get up? Did you see him move around?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was convinced: "Bai Wei passed away!!!"

Now, everyone is not calm.

Hastily packed up the things in the field, carrying things one by one, carrying things, and hurried back to the village in a panic.

Not long after, they knocked on the door of Baiwei's house with a bowl of rice from their homes: "Ah Hai... come here and open the door for us."

Fang Hai, who was killing chickens in the kitchen, put down the knife in his hand, and before he could wash his hands, he ran out to open the door in a hurry amidst the sound of frustration at the door.

When everyone saw the blood in his hand, they turned their heads in unison and looked at each other.

His eyes seemed to say: Look, after holding her for a long time, blood is all over her hands.

(End of this chapter)