Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

The rest of the elderly and children were arranged by my third uncle to go back and make fire, boil water and cook porridge.

After a big battle, everyone is not only injured, but also physically exhausted. If they don't rest and recover in time, it will also affect their health.

Hot water can be drunk and can clean wounds, and porridge can also help them restore their strength. Both are indispensable.

There are also medicines.

The doctor had already been invited into the village, and he was brought there by a ox cart.

But there were too many wounded, so they asked the doctor to prescribe a prescription to stop the bleeding. My third uncle also sent people to the town to buy medicine to prevent the wounded from withering away the herbs after going down the mountain.

Meng Huaishao knew nothing about these things. He chose to come here just to let the injured people drink more spring water produced in the farm space.

The village has become a mess, and it is all up to Third Uncle and several elders to keep the situation in check. All he can do now is to send some spring water from the farm space.

But what he didn't know was that the spring water in the farm space had just undergone an unusual movement, and only one tenth of the spiritual energy it contained remained.

The only thing to be thankful for was that he and Ye Yaoyao filled the water tank with water before going out in the morning. The water he boiled was a mixture of new and old spring water.

The baby, who had not fully recovered from the shock, fell asleep due to exhaustion after he fetched spring water for him again.

When he went out, the baby was still lying in the crib. After delivering water, he had to go back quickly to watch over him.

Meng Huaishao squatted beside the crib, looking at the little baby who had suddenly become much thinner in less than half a day. His heart ached.

However, Meng Huaishao had no idea what to do except guarding her. He had no idea what to do or what he could do.

He kept apologizing in his heart, but if it happened again, he would still go up the mountain. When he went up the mountain, the baby would follow him, and if he followed, then...

The baby's still pale face said it all.

Meng Huaishao pursed his lips hard, the corners of his pale lips were cracked, and he couldn't hide his panic.

Even though he had seen the blood of wild beasts on his hands, he was still an insecure child.

"Yaoyao, you have to wake up soon." The young man murmured softly, "When you wake up, I'll make you something delicious."

Ye Yaoyao did not respond. She turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

In her dream, she seemed to see the hustle and bustle of her previous life, and seemed to see the dragons and phoenixes dancing in ancient times, but it also seemed that she saw nothing.

While she was dazed, someone seemed to pick her up gently, and the gentle voice coming to her ears was a little distant and could not be heard clearly.

Ye Yaoyao felt as if something warm was fed into her mouth, and the warm current flowed down her throat, warming her entire body.

The tired soul seemed to have found something to rest its head on, and it snuggled into that warm embrace, gaining real relaxation.

Meng Huaishao looked at the little girl with her hands clinging to his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, and a smile on her lips, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He hadn't even put down the empty bowl in his hand, just holding it stiffly in the air.

"Yaoyao, can you sleep on the bed?"

The baby clenched his hands and feet and expressed his thoughts with practical actions.

Meng Huaishao had no choice but to hold the baby with one hand, stand up and put the bowl on the table.

Ye Yaoyao slept too long this time, and he was afraid that she would be hungry, so he boiled some rice oil for the first time in a long time, held the sleeping baby, and started feeding her directly.

Fortunately, babies who are soundly asleep also have the instinct to swallow.

Meng Huaishao was holding his baby as he walked through the main hall back to his room. He looked towards the direction of the village through the door.

The lights were on over there, and from time to time you could hear some crying and noise.

Today is a tough night.

He walked over and closed the door.

He had done what he could, and now all he wanted to do was to take care of his baby.

The door of the main room was closed and the whole room fell into darkness. Only when Meng Huaishao entered the room did he see a ray of light.

Putting aside the noise, the moonlight tonight is still very nice.

The baby was placed near the window. Before the bright moonlight formed a light cocoon on her body, the baby, with her eyes closed, had already nimbly jumped back into the young man's arms.

Meng Huaishao: “…”

You react so quickly, are you pretending to sleep?

"Yaoyao?"

What responded to him was silence.

"Aren't you awake yet..."

Meng Huaishao rubbed his temples and helped the person onto the couch.

He wanted to put Ye Yaoyao by the window, but Ye Yaoyao refused to let go.

So Meng Huaishao could only hold the baby, lie by the window, and bask in the moonlight together.

Soon, the industrious moonlight covered the baby with a layer of gauze, making it hazy and mysterious.

The baby nestled in Meng Huaishao's arms. He patted the baby's back gently and gradually fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, a "pattering" sound was suddenly heard, and cold drops of water hit my face.

Meng Huaishao woke up suddenly and saw the rain outside the window, feeling shocked and happy.

It's raining!

But soon, he reacted, quickly got up and closed the window.

In just a short while, his sleeves were already wet.

Meng Huaishao gathered his sleeves and touched the quilt covering the baby, which was also a little wet. Just as he was about to take the baby out, he remembered that he was still wet.

He took off his shirt in no time, and the sudden cold air made him sneeze violently.

She wiped her face and hands with the wet clothes, threw them at the end of the bed, and then went to hug the baby.

Fortunately, the crib was far from the window and the quilt inside was still dry.

Meng Huaishao put the baby to bed, climbed back onto the bed, and dragged the wet quilt to the edge of the bed, leaving the wet part hanging at the end of the bed.

Fortunately, the windows were closed in time and the bed was covered with a quilt, so it was basically dry and had little impact.

Meng Huaishao sat for a while, his mind fuzzy. He dragged the crib to the side of the bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, Ye Yaoyao was woken up by the heat.

She kicked several times, but the quilt still held her tightly.

Ye Yaoyao opened her eyes angrily and found herself lying in the crib, wrapped tightly in a quilt.

Except for her head and hands, her entire body was wrapped up, like a mermaid.

But now, the mermaid is dying of heat!

"Guo Guo!"

"Pot?"

Ye Yaoyao called twice, but no one answered.

Sweat dripped down her forehead. She couldn't bear it any longer and had to fend for herself.

He turned over with great effort, then pulled the quilt with his little hands, and when it loosened a little, he quickly climbed out.

"It's so hot!"

In addition to the quilt that Ye Yaoyao was covering herself with, there was another mattress underneath the crib. Even though Ye Yaoyao successfully escaped from the quilt, she was still very hot.

Without thinking much, she stood up, holding the wooden railing beside her, and then met eyes with Meng Huaishao who had just sat up.

Meng Huaishao hadn't fully woken up yet. He was just listening to the noise and struggling to sit up, his eyes still blank.