After amnesia, she became a real daughter of a wealthy family

Chapter 357 Chapter 357

"You won't stop me?" Ophelia wondered.

Claude has always been more stable than her, and he is more considerate than her. Every time she thinks about doing something impulsively, he will advise her.

But this time it was different.

It's strange that he didn't stop her.

"Why should I stop you at this time? This kind of thing has already happened on the island, and I still stop you? Don't be more careful, I'm afraid the next person will be victimized."

After listening to Claude's explanation, Ophelia suddenly felt lingering fear.

The land resources on Relic Dust Island are limited, and there are many hills in the western peninsula, so it is impossible to farm like the islanders in the eastern peninsula. Most of the daily diet is fish and shrimp caught in the sea.

Some time ago, a group of fishing boats went out to sea and did not return after a long time. When the people on the island realized that they were looking for it, they found it.

It didn't walk back vertically, but drifted back to the coast sideways.

For this matter, the western peninsula has stepped up its vigilance, and fishing boats must be escorted by people, lest someone will be in another accident.

"Indeed, I'm going to apply to go to the Eastern Peninsula now." She turned and left.

She didn't want to be stopped by Claude when she walked halfway, "No rush, we'll go tomorrow morning."

This girl has a quick temper and can't turn a corner. It's dark now, even if she submitted the application now, no one answered it.

"Okay, I'll go back and get ready."

Claude looked at the back of the person going away, feeling helpless towards her.

The Ophelia he knew had this temperament, it was really...

The next day.

Song Mo carried the hoe on his back, and followed Aunt Lian to the vegetable field.

She used to be a squat at home, and although she exercised later, she was a little out of stamina after working all morning.

"It's so difficult..." Song Mo sat by the edge of the field.

If you don't farm, you don't know the suffering of the farmers.

When water came this morning, she was really exhausted and paralyzed.

"Don't be lazy, there are still two plots of land." Aunt Lian came over with a bucket of water, "It looks like you haven't worked before, hurry up, if you are so slow, the land would have been desolate."

"How many years have you been doing this?" Song Mo muttered.

Which beginner is not clumsy when he hasn't learned it, how can he compare to a skilled worker who has been working for so many years?

"It's not too long, it's longer than your ancestors anyway." Aunt Lian simply sat down with her to rest, "Seeing the crops grow year by year, it's like children like you are growing up little by little."

From wheat millet to rice, she has planted all the crops she is familiar with, watering, fertilizing and fighting pests, and she knows every process clearly.

In the land where she originally lived, it was said that food is the most important thing for the people, and she was really right.

Song Mo calculated, "You must be thousands of years old..."

"Little girl is very quick-witted." Aunt Lian nodded her head with a smile, "Don't be lazy when you've had enough rest, go to work."

Hua Ci's workshop.

This place was even more chaotic than Zhuo Ruolian imagined, not because the tools on the table were out of order, but because there were too many sawdust piled up on the table, almost drowning people.

"It's too late, sit down." Huaci turned her back to her, and pointed to the seat beside her.

She started at seven o'clock, and this man was already sitting here at six o'clock.

"What should I do?"

"Hold it carefully." Huaci handed her a piece of clay, "Don't move it, don't get fingerprints on it."

He waited for someone to hold it firmly before he stretched out his left hand to carefully forge the shape.

The parts are small, and it took half a day to make them.

"Are you left-handed?" Zhuo Ruolian was puzzled.

This person does most of the work with his left hand, and even eats with his left hand to hold chopsticks.

"It wasn't before, but after some things happened, my right hand was disabled." He replied.

"Feel sorry."

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't do too precise movements." Hua Ci pointed to her hair, "Help me tie it."

He has medium-length hair, the ends of which have touched his collarbone, which blocks the light when he bows his head.

"Okay." Zhuo Ruolian walked behind him and pulled up his hair.

Feels good, not rough.

"Erya likes the smell on your body very much." Huaci said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhuo Ruolian was puzzled.

Isn't Huayan a doll?Can still smell...

She originally thought it was outrageous that Huayan could move and hear sounds, but she didn't expect to be able to smell.

"She can smell it, the smell on her wrist is relatively weak, and the smell on her neck is a bit stronger." Hua Ci continued.

"How did she smell it?"

"She's on your right."

Zhuo Ruolian swept to her right side, it was empty, the puppet was not standing beside her.

"You can't see her, but when you look, she waves to you."

The more Huaci explained, the weirder the scene became.

Under the rising sun, it makes people feel chilly all over.

"Scared?" Hua Ci's brisk voice sounded.

"explain."

"Some things in this world are visible and some are invisible. I can see those invisible things." Hua Ci looked up at her.

The beautiful face of premature death is one of the things that ordinary people can't see.She did not escape into reincarnation, but stayed with her twin brother.

"You could read her as a ghost or something."

"so……"

"Hua Yan quite likes girls like you." He smiled.

"So you're trying to scare me on purpose, right?" Zhuo Ruolian blushed.

"That's right—"

5 minute later.

Huaci covered her swollen right cheek and continued to work.

The little girl is not teased, and the beating is quite heavy.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly.

Song Mo and Aunt Lian sat together for lunch under the shade of an old tree beside the field.

It's not a delicate food, and the color is not even very attractive. The simple and convenient dry multigrain cake is rolled with some vegetables and a small amount of dry meat, and even the seasoning is only dry salt.

However, it is as ordinary as multi-grain burritos, but Song Mo feels delicious after eating them.

She had worked all morning, and her stomach was empty before noon, and some food was already very good.

The view under the tree is not bad, you can easily see the scattered crystals on the mountain, the sun is bright at noon, and the silver crystals reflect the light like a mirror.

"These crystals are so dazzling..." Song Mo looked in Xishan's direction.

"It's been like this since the last century," Aunt Lian took a big sip of water from the water bottle, "If it weren't for the source crystals that are harmful to ordinary people everywhere, we wouldn't choose to move here."

Normal human beings are easily poisoned in such an environment of source crystals, so ordinary people outside would not choose to settle here, and with the protection of a large number of source crystals on the island, this island has become a paradise.

The immortals were drawn to this island and settled here.

"Then how about those of us who went to the island to avoid external disputes?" Song Mo was curious.

"There is no unreasonable fate in this world. You will be brought to this island, which is also your destiny. It's not 'it has nothing to do with me' as you think."

Aunt Lian raised her head, and the bright sunlight shone on her face. Under the golden light, that young face carried a sense of holiness.

　//It's broken, it has become a farming text (not yet)
　　//Push the first song with a sense of story

　　//Camelia-Amano Tsukiko
　　
　
(End of this chapter)