cannon fodder love

Chapter 147 The Dream of Dwelling 9
The father pulled in front, and the two sisters pushed behind.

We wobbled along the way, and when we were about to arrive, suddenly a wheel sank into a big hole. My father pulled it hard, and the two sisters pushed hard, but the car still couldn't get out.

"What should I do?" My father looked around, hoping to find someone to help, but after waiting for a long time, no one passed by.

"Dad, let's try again." An Yanbing said lightly, this time she decided to use spiritual power.

"Okay, you push hard." Father nodded.

This time, the car was dragged out of the pit without any effort. My father stopped the car and looked at the pit, and asked doubtfully, "What's going on? Could it be that my strength has become stronger."

An Yanbing snickered in her heart, this was the result of her secret use of spiritual power.

My father couldn't figure it out, and he didn't bother anymore, he pulled the car and continued walking.

When they arrived at the site, they unloaded all the sheaves. His father looked at An Yanbing and said, "You stay here to guard, and your sister and I will go back and pull." After speaking, he pulled the empty cart and left.

The purpose of watching the field is to prevent others from stealing it. At that time, food was very expensive. If there was no one in the field, someone might be malicious and steal a few bundles of wheat from you.

An Yanbing looked around, there was wheat on every field, and the sun was already very poisonous, making An Yanbing feel uncomfortable under the sun, and she dared not go far.

There was no place to stay cool nearby, so after thinking about it, An Yanbing moved the sheaves of wheat, built a simple pergola for herself, and lay down in it beautifully.

Today, her task is to guard the field. The work is not heavy, but the time is very difficult. One is heat, the other is thirst, and the third is going to the toilet. Now she is only seven years old, even if someone finds out, no one will say anything.

Finally, when it was time for lunch, my sister came to replace her. The lunch was cooked by my sister. The dishes had already been fried, but the noodles had to be served now. Taking this opportunity, An Yanbing rested at home for a while.

After lunch, An Yanbing came to the field again with the water glass she had prepared.

The afternoon was even more difficult, the sun made An Yanbing drowsy, she couldn't help but said: "Zhiyue, let me sleep for a while, you keep an eye on me, my dad is here to call me."

After speaking, she collapsed into the shed and fell asleep, Zhiyue was flying in the air, looking around for her.

This time, An Yanbing used her spiritual power and didn't feel the heat. She slept soundly until Zhiyue called her: "Sister, the car is here."

An Yanbing opened her eyes and saw her father walking towards her with a cart, she stood up hastily.

Father took all the sheaves out of the cart, left without saying anything.

At this time, the number of people on the field gradually increased, and there was a machine on the field. An Yanbing glanced at it, and she recognized it. It was a wheat threshing machine. Funnel out.

The machine was right next door to the Anjia site. An Yanbing became interested and stopped going to sleep. She stood on her site and watched the busy people.

There is a hopper under the machine, one person inserts the wheat sheaves, and the other picks the wheat grains from the hopper with a long sack.

This kind of wheat is not very dry yet, so you can't tie your pockets tightly for the time being, and you need to dry it for a few days before you can bring the dried wheat grains home.

An Yanbing looked at it for a while and lost interest, so she sat on the wheat sheaf to rest.

Only today does she fully understand the hard work of farmers. It takes more than half a year from planting wheat seeds to bagging. During this process, weeding, fertilization and pesticide application are all very difficult.

"Yan Bing, that's all for today. You follow Yan Shu home, and I'll guard the field at night." When the surroundings began to become a little hazy, only a few dim lights were left on the field, and my family's work stopped today. down.

The wheat in the field is divided into three places, two places have been harvested, and one place is waiting for tomorrow.

An Yanbing followed her sister back home, had a quick meal, and her sister fell asleep, looking really exhausted.

An Yanbing didn't do much work today, so she wasn't very tired. She went to bed, and her consciousness entered the space.

Although she has been very busy these few days, she has no hope of cultivating. She tried it out today and felt that her spiritual power has grown a little, and her physical strength seems to have grown.

An Yanbing took a few deep breaths of the aura in the space, feeling energetic and full of strength.

"Congratulations to the host for reaching the second level of physical strength and force. You can activate the second skill. As for the second skill, it depends on the host to develop it." Meng Lu's voice suddenly came from An Yanbing's mind.

"Second skill? Develop it yourself?" An Yanbing was pleasantly surprised and calmed down again.

"What do you mean by self-development?" An Yanbing asked puzzled.

"I can't confirm what this skill is yet. Please wait patiently, the host, the system is shut down." Then there was no more movement.

"Come inexplicably, leave inexplicably, hey." An Yanbing sighed, and continued to practice. No matter what, it is a good thing to be able to activate the second skill.

"Sister, the energy fruit has germinated." Zhiyue's surprised voice suddenly came from the space.

An Yanbing remembered the energy fruit she bought at the game store, and hurried over, only to see a new sprout sprouting from the ground.

"It's just a sprout, not even a sapling. There's nothing to be happy about." An Yanbing said flatly.

"If my sister doesn't need it, leave it all to me." Zhiyue said with a smile.

"Sister, we want too." Xiaoheixiaobai rushed to say.

"I haven't got the result yet, so you want it, isn't it too early?" An Yanbing stopped talking, sat down, and began to practice cross-legged.

"What is my sister's second skill?" Zhiyue looked at her and asked curiously.

"I don't know, hope is a very powerful skill."

"What kind of skill is considered powerful?" Xiao Bai also ran over and asked curiously.

"How about Sun Wukong's 72 changes?" An Yanbing asked with a smile, if she could change like Sun Wukong, then she wouldn't need a substitute to do anything, how wonderful it would be.

"So what if he can transform, he can't even kill monsters." Zhiyue sneered.

"You are talking nonsense, Monkey King is very powerful, he is my idol." Xiao Hei, who has always been quiet, said suddenly.

"So you worship Sun Wukong, so tell me, which monsters did he kill?" Zhiyue asked back.

"Bone Demon, and..." Xiao Hei couldn't speak.

"That's right, there is only the White Bone Demon, and the rest are small demons with low knowledge. As for the big demons, such as the red boy, the black bear spirit, the tiger spirit, etc., he can't beat any of them. In the end, he asked the gods in the sky for help." Zhiyue sneered.

An Yanbing also liked Sun Wukong very much before. When she was alive, she often watched "Journey to the West"

Now when Jing Zhiyue said it, he suddenly felt that Sun Wukong was not very good. Although he could transform and had piercing eyes, when he thought about it seriously, there were not many big monsters who died in his hands.

Let's say he is powerful, he can't even kill a big monster, and he has to ask the gods in the sky for help.Let's say he's not very good, but when he was an official in the heavens and made a big disturbance in the heavenly palace, the gods had nothing to do with him.

After thinking about it, I still felt very contradictory, Youyou said: "I still think Sun Wukong is so powerful that no one can destroy him."

"That's because he has an immortal body, and the gods naturally have nothing to do." Zhiyue said with a smile.

"Immortal body? No wonder in Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, he couldn't be burned with three flavors of real fire. Even Tathagata Buddha can only press him under Wuzhi Mountain, but can't kill him." An Yanbing thought to herself. Yearning for the immortal body...

(End of this chapter)