It felt like the sun had set in the blink of an eye.
Li Mengyue returned to the village and looked up at the sky.
I saw a sky full of stars, like shining diamonds, scattered casually in the deep night sky.
The moon hanging high in the sky is more like a silver mirror, casting a soft and mysterious light.
It is the interplay of stars and the moon that gives the night a layer of silver gauze.
There was no need to light torches, as the whole place was bright, just like daylight, and it did not affect the villagers' harvest at all.
"There's a noise coming from Lotus Village. It looks like they're also harvesting overnight."
"So is Taohua Village in the south."
“And Stone Village.”
It seems that the villages close to Xinghua Village are all harvesting overnight, for fear that if the locusts come, all the crops will be eaten by the locusts before they are fully harvested.
When Li An's family split up, they only got three acres of dry land, all of which were planted with soybeans by old man Li.
At this time, when everyone in the village was busy harvesting rice, only their family was idle. Yu, Hao and Xuan had not returned from college.
"Yueyue, you're back. Mom made some mung bean porridge. It's not hot, so it's perfect to drink now to calm your temper."
When Mrs. Li saw her daughter coming home, she quickly poured a bowl of soup and handed it to Li Mengyue.
Li Mengyue was busy all day. Although she traveled by teleportation, she had to go to many places.
He hadn't finished his meal yet, but he didn't refuse and started drinking the mung bean porridge.
After Li Mengyue finished drinking, Li asked in a low voice: "Yueyue, will there really be a locust plague?"
"Mom, you'll know at dawn."
Li Mengyue did not directly answer Li's words, but she also indirectly said that it was true.
"Where's Dad?"
"I went to the old house to help harvest the rice."
If Mrs. Li hadn't said it, Li Mengyue would have almost forgotten the people in the old house.
Thinking of Old Mrs. Li, Li Mengyue had nothing to do and suddenly wanted to go and take a look at the land in the old house.
Sure enough, when she was still some distance away, Li Mengyue heard the powerful voice of Old Lady Li.
"The rice is still so green, why bother harvesting it? If we wait another ten days or half a month, we will definitely harvest more grain than we have now."
"It's all because of that little bitch Li Mengyue. She said there was a locust plague, but there's no such thing. She's harvesting rice so early, isn't she just trying to starve me to death?"
"Old man, tell me something. Isn't it all the fault of that little bitch Li Mengyue? If it weren't for her, why would the village start harvesting today?"
Li An felt angry when he heard Old Lady Li talking about her daughter.
"Shut up, Mengyue is my daughter, I don't allow anyone to say anything about her."
At this moment, I have the urge to smash Old Lady Li's face.
But he had to consider his father. Another thing was that, after all, Old Mrs. Li was his stepmother in name and his elder.
No matter how many faults Old Lady Li had, he couldn't do anything, otherwise he would be accused of being unfilial, which would affect his sons' studies and his daughter's marriage.
Seeing Old Lady Li scolding his daughter, Li An wanted to fight back but had to endure it.
But the more Li An did this, the more fierce Mrs. Li became and the happier she scolded.
From a distance, I saw Old Man Li holding a pipe in his hand, smoking slowly, and he was indifferent to the abuse from Old Lady Li.
Uncle Li Hai stood there at a loss, sickle in hand, his eyes occasionally glancing at the rice in the field.
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