monk family

Chapter 915
Jasmine's father, who was harvesting rice in the field, was a little worried about Pear Blossom at first, but he didn't feel relieved until he saw Pear Blossom's figure bouncing away. Papa Jasmine, who was cutting rice, staggered and fell down on the muddy ground.

"Daddy!"

Peach blossoms are the closest.

Worried in my heart, I forgot to put down the sickle, stepped on the water, took a closer look, and found that my father was pale, his eyes were dull, his heart beat, and he cried out with a "wow":

"Mom, come here quickly, Daddy seems to be dying!"

Jasmine's father is the only male in the family, and he is also the pillar of the family. Taohua's crying is full of helplessness and sadness, which is obviously different from the usual sisters fighting. Jasmine's mother's heart beats, her right hand rests on her stomach, and a powerful Her willpower supported her, and she even reached Papa Jasmine one step earlier than the other girls:

"His father!"

Mo Li Niang probed under the nose of her man, and found that he was still breathing and his heart was beating loudly. She turned around and patted Peach Blossom heavily: "Your father is fine, what are you talking about, hurry up and cut the rice, or the sausage will be gone in a while." Your share!"

Jasminiang saw that Sunflower and the others were also surrounding her, and hurriedly waved her away:

"Your father is fine, they are gathered together, the air is blocked, they are all going to cut the rice, we have to finish cutting the three mu of land tonight, go quickly."

Everyone dispersed.

Niang Moli secretly took out a veil from her bosom, opened the veils layer by layer, and fed a few grains of crushed brown sugar to her man. After a while, Father Jasmine regained his senses, and his pale face also climbed up. Blushing, Jasminiang breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully wrapped the brown sugar, feeling a little sour in her heart. The reason why her husband fainted was obviously due to his hard work and lack of nutrition, all because of poverty!
"Father, why don't you go back and rest too. For the remaining rice, I'll bring a few small ones and cut as much as I can. There is half a year's grain reserve in the granary. Even if it's a big war, let's save some food. You can barely make it through more than half a year, but if your body suffers a severe deficit, even if you want to make up for it in the future, you won’t be able to make up for it.”

"Mother, I'm fine."

Jasmine's father felt a little strange.

He fights hunger very much on weekdays, how could he suddenly be unable to do so.

I am puzzled.

He glanced around the paddy field. At this moment, the moon has climbed over the treetops, and the mangrove forest in the distance is full of eerie shadows. It seems that he can vaguely hear the sound of spells in the forest, and even see a figure dancing. Jasmine's father was taken aback by the strange dancing posture. He clenched the sickle tightly in his hand. All the monks of the Fu family entered the pagoda three days ago. How could anyone practice magic in the forest? Moreover, it seems that the other party's cultivation is not What is the right way.

Reminiscent of the strangeness before Lihua.

Papa Jasmine's body trembled.

He changed hands and held Jasmine Niang tightly:

"Mother, let's go, take a few children home!"

The Jasmine family is the third direct descendant of the Fu family. His great-great-grandfather was the third. He guarded the Lingtian in Guyaju for more than 100 years. He returned to the family when he was over 80 years old. His children did not live long, and when it was slowly passed down to his generation, he was the only one left. For three consecutive generations, they did not produce a spiritual root monk.

but.

This more than 100 years.

The eleventh aunt took extra care of them.

No matter what.

The three generations of great-grandfather, grandfather, and his father were all gamblers, and no matter how much resources the eleventh aunt gave, they were defeated by them.

(End of this chapter)