Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 1
"Birth, birth, finally a girl."

A child's cry came from the delivery room, wow, it was very exciting.

The woman carried the child out with a piece of gray-blue cloth.

A pair of old hands took the child, sipping and teasing the girl.

The Wang family finally has a girl. The old blind man who told fortunes with bare feet said that the blue dragon will overwhelm the white tiger, and the Wang family will have a boy but no girl.

"From now on, I will call you Fu Bao. You are a lucky baby."

"Grandpa, let me see my sister."

"I want to see it too. I'll be an older brother in the future."

A group of half-grown boys gathered around and saw a child with a wrinkled face.

My sister is so small and her face is so red.

Everyone seemed to see something strange and wanted to poke it with their hands, but the old man pushed it aside.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for binding to Happy Farm. The original gold coins are 1000. Come and build our home."

The sound of machinery sounded in my mind, and an interface similar to a game farm appeared.

There is also a novice guide, looking at the arrows to guide the operation, An Ran clicked, and the wheat just planted was harvested in a short while.

But what's going on now, her hands are very short, and she can't speak, only a woman's sharp and thin chin can be seen.

She looked a little weak, her breath was floating, and her palms were wet with sweat.

Now that she is a baby, she still has memories. It is possible that she did not drink Meng Po soup.

"Zhenxiang, these are the eggs made by daddy, with some sugar added. It took a lot of effort to give birth to this girl."

Who said it wasn't, the food was not good, but the baby she gave birth to was chubby. When she saw her belly so big, she thought it was twins.

"Thank you, sister-in-law." The woman looked at the two eggs in the bowl and estimated that they were laid by the two old hens at home today.

"Thank you very much. Dad likes this little girl. Seeing that all the babies in our family are born with babies, it's not uncommon to have more babies. I also want to have a girl, a quiet and well-behaved girl."

"Well, is there anyone here at my house?"

Chunlan didn't know how to reply. None of her parents came, not even a letter was delivered.

Call it busy, this year's harvest is not very good, and each household is not busy. I didn't even take a look at my daughter when I was idle.

It would be better not to say it, to save a group of people playing the autumn wind, and ghosts will worry.

Seeing her sister-in-law's expression, Zhenxiang knew that her mother's family never asked her, and Wenzhuo didn't seem to be eager to look at her when she was born.

To celebrate the birth of a granddaughter today, Mr. Wang killed a hen at home and made old hen soup.

The family was so thirsty for the fragrant chicken that they couldn't bear to go out to play.

"Father, this old hen still needs to keep her eggs, why did she just kill her?"

Cuiying was so indignant that she gave birth to a girl. Even if she gave birth to two sons for the Wang family, she might not get this treatment.

What Wang Changyi got was a warning from the old man knocking on his cigarette pouch. What Wang Changyi disliked the most was gossiping. This family was built by his hard work when he was young, and he was the master.

The other sons and daughters-in-law didn't dare to say a word when they saw this. They finally had some happy events and had some meat, so don't let this spoil the fun.

After An Ran got the fun of the farm, he started planting and harvesting like crazy, unlocking new seeds and land.

Anyway, she can't do anything now as a little doll.

Looking at the newly unlocked tomatoes and potatoes, An Ran can't wait to plant them, she has tried these things and can get them out.

"Why is this child so quiet, neither crying nor fussing." Wang Yonglin gently hugged the child.

"The girl's house is quiet. She just drank milk. She must be sleepy. You can see she's yawning. Your little mouth looks very much like your father's."

The man laughed while holding the child. After laughing, he began to wrap the blanket around his wife.

"There will be heavy rain tonight, you two don't catch a cold. I will go out tomorrow to see what work is available. The first half of this year is dry, and the harvest is not good. Dad said to go to the town to buy some food."

As the two of them talked, it began to rain heavily outside, and every household closed their doors and windows tightly.

This is a late rain, but it is also a surprise to the thirsty earth.

Wen Yuan lay by the window and listened to the rain outside, it was splashing.

There were seven boys lying on the kang, the oldest was only eleven or twelve, and the youngest was four years old.

"It's raining heavily outside, second brother, do you think you'll break the window and fly in?" Wen Zhuo stuck to the back of eldest brother Wen Ming.

The other little guys were even more excited, with their heads stacked on top of each other. It was raining really hard outside.

Only Wen Jing wrapped himself in a quilt and covered his head, because he was afraid of rainy days.

"Fourth brother, you are afraid of thunder again, but outside..."

"Ah ah ah -" After several ghostly howls, rows of buttocks were arched outside the quilt.

Lightning and thunder seemed to tear the small earthen house apart, and the paper on the windows flickered, and the house fell into darkness as if after daylight.

The old man looked at the rain that had been falling outside, and felt a little anxious. The terrain here is low-lying, and it is easy to have flash floods.

Dad used to be a soldier and is always sensitive to these things. The rain tonight is unusual.

"Father, it's raining too much outside, I'm afraid there may be water in the ground."

Wang Yongan took his brothers and stood under the eaves. Except for the Zhenxiang that had just been born, the women took out the raindrops, and they had to go to the field.

Their family of more than ten people can rely on the food in the fields to survive the winter.

Not to be outdone, the boys clamored to go, but they were left in the house by their mothers.

There are not many people like the Wang family who go out to grab food.

An Ran didn't fall asleep either, the rain outside was really heavy, as if a big hole had been opened in the sky, and God poured it down with a basin.

"Wen Zhen is good, don't be afraid, mother will accompany you." The woman was afraid that the thunderstorm outside would frighten her daughter.

The Wang family has a genealogy, and every child of their generation must be born with the character Wen. They are descendants of the Wen generation.

So her father took her mother's name, named her Wenzhen, and nicknamed her Fubao. An Ran breathed a sigh of relief and almost turned into mosquito coils.

People in the field rushed to dig drainage ditches in the rain, straightened the fallen seedlings, and couldn't pull out the straw sandals stuck in the mud.

"Everyone listen to me, now go home and pack your things and go to a high place to hide. Some people say that the landslide at Shiliba blocked the river, and if it keeps raining, our place may become flooded."

The village head led people to beat gongs everywhere to remind everyone in the field to go home.

This is no joke. If a landslide blocks the river, it will probably become a barrier lake. Once the embankments burst, the lower reaches will be completely flooded.

Father Wang also called his four sons, they had to hurry up, took a last look at the water-filled land, and rushed home decisively.

"Everyone listens to my orders. Bring the linoleum and the most hungry food. The eldest brother and I will carry out the threshing bucket. The third child will organize the boys, and the fourth child will take the machete and so on. Bring it, Fu Bao wrap her up thicker, don't get drenched by the rain, I'm afraid the rain won't stop." He had to plan for the worst.

(End of this chapter)