The villagers shook their heads one by one, and some lowered their heads and muttered something.
"Hu Qiu!"
Wei Che spat out these two words coldly, his eyes sweeping across the destroyed fields like a searchlight.
Su Huaiyue clenched his fists, anger burning in his heart.
"No, we can't be bullied like this!"
Her voice was firm and powerful, stirring up the anger within the villagers.
Someone among the villagers whispered, "Was this done by his Hu family? They are so cruel!"
"This is simply too much!"
Another young villager said indignantly.
Wei Che's gaze lingered on the angry faces of the villagers. He knew that what was needed now was a voice that could lead the villagers.
"Don't worry, we will never let this go."
Su Huaiyue said, with her usual firmness and sense of responsibility in her tone.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
Su Huaiyue turned around and faced the still angry villagers.
Her face appeared calm and resolute, her two picturesque eyebrows slightly furrowed, but could not hide the soothing light in her eyes.
"We still don't have evidence to prove that the Hu family was responsible. What we need to do now is to save these seedlings."
Her voice was clear and firm, like the sound of a stream, and her eyes contained an expression that was both encouraging and resolute.
Su Huaiyue was not dressed simply like an ordinary village woman. Today, her long hair, slightly tied up, fluttered gently in the breeze, and a light blue long skirt made her figure particularly bright.
The sunlight filtered through the scattered leaves, casting mottled shadows on her shoulders.
She lowered her head to check the uprooted seedlings, her slender fingers lightly touching the fragile roots, a trace of heartache on her face.
There are vast fields all around, and the smell of earth fills the air.
There are a few lazy white clouds floating in the sky, and the sunlight shines on the seedlings, reflecting a faint green light, just like the pulse of the earth beating gently.
She looked up at the villagers and continued, "We can pick out the seedlings whose roots are still intact and replant them. Then, come to me for water to re-irrigate and see if that helps."
She pulled out a small bottle from her bosom, the liquid in the bottle sparkling in the sunlight.
Wei Che, who was standing aside, had a straight figure, standing proudly like a pine or cypress.
Despite experiencing such an emergency, he remained calm as always.
His gaze lingered on Su Huaiyue for a moment, and then he glanced at the surrounding villagers, as if using this invisible power to comfort everyone.
"Just do as Su Huaiyue said."
His voice was low and firm, like midnight thunder in the mountains, carrying an unquestionable power.
The sun shone gently on the villagers, and everyone took action under the guidance of Su Huaiyue and Wei Che.
The adults bent down one by one and carefully selected suitable seedlings, while the young and strong ones carried them and prepared to water them.
Although their movements seem complicated, they are actually well organized.
Despite the worries in their hearts, everyone was focused and serious, with a firm belief in coexisting with nature on their faces.
After finishing their work, they stopped, looked up at each other, and finally saw the light of hope in each other's eyes.
Looking up, Su Huaiyue saw the old village chief wiping the sweat from his forehead with his rough hands at the edge of the field. He said to the young man beside him: "At times like this, we villagers should help each other."
The young man nodded heavily and continued to work with his head down.
In the afternoon, a miracle happened.
The withered seedlings suddenly regained their vitality, and the emerald green color returned to the fields.
"Oh my god, he's really alive!"
A villager couldn't help but exclaim, his voice filled with disbelief and joy.
A smile appeared on the corner of Su Huaiyue's mouth. She was secretly grateful for the magical effect of the spiritual spring water, but what moved her more was the villagers' persistence in not abandoning or giving up.
She turned around and looked at Wei Che, their eyes met in the air, and they understood each other.
Although a large amount of crops were trampled and could not be restored, everyone was not discouraged.
Under the leadership of Su Huaiyue, they continued to re-sow the seeds.
Drops of sweat fell into the soil, but no one retreated.
As night falls, there are still many busy figures in the fields.
"Thank you for your hard work, let's stop here for today."
Su Huaiyue wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand and spoke to the villagers.
Her voice was filled with gratitude.
Although the villagers were tired, they all had satisfied smiles on their faces.
"Thank you, Miss Su. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know what to do."
An older woman said gratefully.
"We are all one family, and we should help each other."
Su Huaiyue smiled slightly, and felt more confident about the future of the village.
Night falls over the village, and a gentle breeze brings a sense of tranquility.
Su Huaiyue sat on a small stool in the yard, holding a dim oil lamp in her hand, staring at the soybean-sized wick.
After a whole day of hard work, she felt a long-lost sense of security.
Although I was a little tired both physically and mentally, I felt a little more comforted when I saw some vitality returning to the fields.
"Su Huaiyue, why don't you rest at this late hour?"
Wei Che walked in from outside the yard, saw the light in her hand at a glance, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"It's okay. This light reminds me of the old days. Sometimes I feel that as long as there is a little light in the day, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it."
Su Huaiyue said softly, she cast a gentle look at Wei Che.
"I've already made arrangements for tomorrow."
Wei Che walked over to her, sat down against the fence, and looked into the distance together.
Her voice was soft but firm. "I've divided the young men in the village into several teams. We plan to build simple huts by the fields, with three people in each team. Once we've agreed, we can take turns patrolling the fields to ensure safety."
Wei Che nodded, and felt a little more admiration for Su Huaiyue.
She is thorough and considers all aspects of a problem carefully.
Soon after, as the plan was put into action, the villagers built simple huts beside the fields, and the young people formed teams to patrol the fields vigorously, and the fields were bustling with activity.
And in the fields at night, the twinkling lights shine with warm light, like infinite hope for the future.
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