Tuoba Yan was stunned and looked at the panicked Ah Jiu.

She put the water bag back on like a baby, almost crying, her dirty little face was red to the root of her neck:

"Do you know how precious this water is? Yes, seeing how you are dressed and you come from a wealthy family, it is natural that there is no shortage of these things."

"Good sister, I was wrong. Don't be angry. From now on, Xiao Yanyan will listen to you. Look, you look so good even when you are angry."

Ah Jiu raised his head and looked at this tall and thin man who was over 1.8 meters tall. He was bending down with an aggrieved look on his face and clasping his hands pitifully to beg for forgiveness.

I really couldn’t get angry: “You have to listen to me.”

"It's a deal, you saved my life. Isn't it only right to obey my good sister's orders?"

Xiao Yanyan smiled like pear blossoms in spring.

"Then don't be too happy too early. I can agree to take you to Nanming City, but my family may not agree. After all, the rations are not much."

Ah Jiu simply hung the water bag on his waist to prevent this naughty little brother who looked like an adult from stealing it, and sat down on the stone to continue cooking.

"Ration, it's so trivial."

Tuoba Yan braced his waist, full of confidence, and the expression on his face with messy bun and dried blood could not be seen clearly.

"What a joke?"

Ah Jiu Mo must have heard wrong. Nowadays, it is only half a year before the red land is barren of any grass. And there is this water. If the spiritual spring does not produce water, then all the urine he urinates will have to be collected and recycled.

"I know how to farm." Tuoba Yan said, patting his chest.

"Ah?" Ah Jiu was simply confused. He pointed in a circle in the distance. A fart could raise the dust on the ground to a height of more than two meters:

"Farming? What do you think you can grow in such a dry place?"

Ah Jiu definitely didn't believe it. He squatted down and continued cooking. He poured out the water from his mother's water bag and covered it with a wooden lid:

"I'm going to take a nap, and you watch the fire. Remember, don't eat secretly. I'll wait until my family comes back to share. If you dare to eat alone, I'll drive you away immediately."

Ah Jiu must have some momentum to achieve the warning effect.

"Young man, take the order." Xiao Yanyan made a gesture of surrender, sat down and muttered to herself:

"It would be great if we could find the old team."

Ah Jiu secretly opened her eyes and took a look at him, and found that he was quite well behaved. She immediately planned to enter the Lingquan space to check the situation.

My eyelids drooped, Huh? Why is there a piece of green grass growing on the basket of this cart?

Ah Jiu suddenly lost all sleepiness and got out of the bullock cart and squatted there to watch.

It seems that this is not grass, but wheat seedlings, growing in the gaps between the rivets of the wooden wheels.

They have grown to over a dozen tall.

Is there water on this wheel? Otherwise, this plant would not grow without water.

"Go away. Still want to lie to me? Come here, search for me, and take away all the valuables and food for me."

What happened at noon suddenly flashed into Ah Jiu's mind.

The young man surnamed Zheng asked someone to take the grain away. Maybe it was a grain that was accidentally spilled.

Later, when grandma was snatching the water bag while rescuing little Yanyan, she spilled a little.

Thinking of this, Ah Jiu looked carefully, but there was a color difference between wet and dried in the gap.

Is it possible that the spiritual spring helps plants grow? Otherwise, how could they grow so long in just one afternoon?

Ah Jiu excitedly took out his empty water bag.

Although I drank all of it, I could still control a few drops.

Staring straight at the water droplets slowly falling to the roots of the wheat seedlings, Ah Jiu dragged her chin and squatted on the wheel of the cart, staring unblinkingly.

The sky is already filled with flaming clouds.

The wheat seedlings are like growing in the wind, growing a little taller every time they shake.

By the time the wheat ears were pulled out, even though they were not yet ripe, Ah Jiu was already so excited that she couldn't breathe. Her big eyes were as big as copper bells, and the cinnabar mole under her left eyelid was glowing red.

If it could be so magical, wouldn't it mean that we wouldn't starve to death?

"Ajiu, look how capable your father is, he beat two giant gophers."

Cai Lihua was still halfway up the mountain and was already shouting.

Ah Jiu seemed not to hear, staring at the wheat ears. The green seeds began to fill up little by little under his eyes, plump, turn yellow, and the wheat ears drooped.

Ah Jiu was so pleasantly surprised that he quickly picked it off, rubbed it in his hands, blew off the outer layer of chaff, and inspected each particle.

"Hmm? Granddaughter? Show me what you have in your hand."
Chapter completed!