Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 97
The tone was aggrieved and pitiful, and Laoshi's heart was almost broken.

Lao Shi hugged Fu Bao tightly, and kissed desperately: "Bao, grandma's sweetheart... don't be afraid, don't be afraid, grandma is here, grandma will always be with you..."

At this moment, it seems that only the grandparents and grandchildren exist in the sky.

"Crash..."

There was thunder and lightning, and it rained heavily.

"Fubao...Fubao...where are you?"

It was dim, and the anxious shouts of the old man Shui and the villagers came from the rain curtain where he couldn't see his fingers when he opened his eyes.

Fu Bao raised his head slowly, with tears in his big eyes.

In the haze, dozens of light spots are intertwined into brilliance, like stars in the dark night, connected into one piece.

Bright and warm.

Touching Lao Shi's warm skin, Fu Bao's heart gradually calmed down.

Tears, withdrawn instantly.

The world gradually brightened.

As the sky clears up, the space between heaven and earth gradually blooms its original scenery.

"There! I found it, I found it, and that's great."

The villagers cheered loudly.

Messy footsteps, splashing mud, and joyful smiles.

At this moment, Fu Bao's heart became clearer than ever before.

How could so many simple, loving and kind smiling faces be fake?

How could so many flesh and blood bodies be fake?

So what if you wear it in a book?
What about living in a book?
Now, she is a real person!She is the dearest Fubao!

Even if everything is false, she will do her best to make it all true.

"Milk……"

Fu Bao, who wanted to understand, called Lao Shi coquettishly, rubbed his fluffy head in Lao Shi's arms, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

"Oh, my God, the locusts are gone." I don't know who said it in surprise.

"The locusts are gone? Really?" All the villagers frantically ran towards the field.

Into the eyes, the green rice leaves, with the fragrance after the rain, are like a young girl stretching her enchanting figure in the breeze.

A gust of wind passed, and they folded their soft waists in the same direction, humble and humble.

Standing in front of them with Fu Bao in his arms, Lao Shi held his head high.

A sense of pride arises spontaneously.

The villagers didn't know but she understood that these rice leaves were expressing their gratitude to her blessing.

"Really, the locusts are gone, God has eyes, God really has eyes."

The villagers hugged the rice leaves and kept kissing the leaves, weeping with joy.

Crops are the life of farmers!
This year, the weather was good and the crops were growing very well. When everyone was preparing for a bumper harvest with joy, the locusts came.

The overwhelming locusts chewed up the rice leaves of an acre of land in just one night. Without the rice leaves, how could they grow rice? Without the rice, where would they get food.

The villagers were so distressed that they didn't even sleep, and they caught bugs day and night.But how can the speed of people compare with the growth speed of locusts?

Just when the villagers were so anxious that they didn't know what to do, such a sudden storm came unexpectedly.

The storm not only wiped away the locusts, but also washed away the locust eggs that had fallen on the rice leaves.

Now it's all right, the harvest is preserved!

All the villagers smiled and were overjoyed.

Xu Yaomei watched this scene in astonishment.

A look of confusion.

There is no such passage in the book, and not even a locust infestation occurs.

But now it actually happened by her side, and then did the plot change because of her arrival?

Xu Yaomei stared at the rice field for a long time, and suddenly, she plopped and knelt on the ground, shouting: "Thank you, God, thank you, God, for hearing my begging, thank you."

After finishing speaking, she kowtowed to the sky again.

(End of this chapter)