I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

After distributing and organizing the teaching materials and books, Pei Xiaoyao seemed particularly silent on the way back.

This made Pei Mingzhi very uncomfortable.

He thought his youngest son would have a lot of problems.

Normally, on the way back from picking him up, I should have told him a few things about what happened in the village in the past month.

But the Ah Huang of today is not the Ah Huang of the past. He has to walk on the ground by himself instead of riding on the ox cart.

Otherwise, you won't have the chance to speak complete words that can be heard by the people in the car.

Don't ask, the answer is it's too fast!

Any louder words will be blown away by the wind.

So there was no chance to tell him to go back to the village along the way. Everyone had gone into the mountains. There was no chance for him to see with his own eyes the extraordinary nature of Immortal Mo Yan.

Fortunately, the newly built primary school in the village and the existence of uncle and nephew Weng De and Weng Chenggu have greatly shocked the youngest son.

Pei Mingzhi felt both proud and expectant, because he knew that his youngest son was the smartest person in the family, just like him.

Now he was waiting for his youngest son to ask him about all the changes in the village, but this boy who was usually the most chattering was now surprisingly silent.

This made Pei Mingzhi uncomfortable.

I thought to myself, could it be that the blow was too great?

So you're a bit closed off?

It shouldn’t be!

This kid isn't usually this fragile!

"Ahem, don't you have anything to ask your father or me?"

Pei Mingzhi didn't want to continue competing with his youngest son to see who could pretend to be mute for the longest time.

"I want to ask, but I don't know where to start! Dad, just tell me, am I dreaming, or are you making up a story to deceive a little fool like me?"

"Snapped--"

I got a solid slap on the head.

"Dad, why did you hit me?"

“Does it hurt?”

"Hit yourself and see if it hurts."

"Since it hurts, do you think you are dreaming?"

Pei Xiaoyao: ...

He could only complain in his heart in frustration that his father had really changed. He used to be reluctant to hit him on the head like this, so how many times had he hit him today?

"Dad, is it really Sister-in-law Mo Yan?"

Pei Mingzhi was very happy to see that he finally asked, but his face was still calm and he pretended to be deep.

He nodded slightly and uttered a "hmm" sound from his throat.

"But how could it be? How could someone like her have such ability?"

"Speak softly, don't let Niuniu hear this. No matter how timid Mo Yan was before, she is still Niuniu's mother after all. It's okay for me to listen to you, but if Niuniu hears it, won't she be very sad?"

Pei Xiaoyao was confused. What did his father mean by this?

"Why are you so stupid that you don't understand? Niuniu's real mother has been beaten to death by Pei Guoping. Now Ayan is not someone that anyone can bully. Do you understand?"

Pei Xiaoyao’s shocked face!

What is his father saying?

What could he understand? What did he mean by the original Mo Yan was dead? If he was dead, how could he still be alive and moving?

You can't use a dead body to revive, right?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw his father looking at him meaningfully.

Pei Xiaoyao was startled, and immediately lowered his voice and leaned his head closer, "Dad, you can't say such feudal superstitions, or you will be arrested!"

"Bah! Look at your courage. I haven't told anyone else. You are my son, and I told you so!"

"Hey, this! Dad, why do you still believe this? Have you been deceived?"

Pei Xiaoyao didn't believe it at all. She felt that Mo Yan had been bullied by Pei Guoping's family, and then she gave up and started to cheat the villagers in order to live a good life.

"You have been deceived, but I, your father, will not be deceived! Forget it, it seems that you are also a fool, not even as good as your brother! I won't talk to you anymore, just use your eyes to see!"

Pei Mingzhi became unhappy when he heard his youngest son question whether Mo Yan Daxian's identity was fake.

Thinking that he would stay at home for at least three days since he came back this time, and letting him see it with his own eyes would be more real than anything he could say to him.

Pei Mingzhi ignored his youngest son and only wanted to go home to cook dinner. His old wife must have followed A Yan into the mountains. He didn't know if his eldest daughter-in-law was at home. If not, someone would have to cook dinner.

He has already told Weng Chenggu and the others to come home for dinner later, and he also has to entertain Yu Xiaowei and the other police officers!

We can't wait until A Yan and the others come down the mountain before we do it.

On the mountain, with the help of Mo Yan, everyone's first day of clearing and leveling the land was completed surprisingly smoothly.

In just a short time, the soil of all the selected medicinal fields was turned over finely by the vines that shuttled through them.

Some large rocks were also rolled out and thrown into the area outside the medicinal field.

Let them pick up the small stones themselves.

With such concerted efforts, all the medicinal fields took shape in less than two hours.

Alai distributed all the seeds and let them plant them based on their own experience.

If Alai knows them, he will explain to them in detail where this herb usually grows in the wild, which will help everyone analyze what kind of environment this herb prefers.

It doesn’t matter if Alai doesn’t know them. Mo Yan said to just plant them. They will definitely sprout and survive.

Everyone had no worries and just worked hard. Therefore, when the students from Wengchenggu came over from the nearby mountain with their simple equipment, they were stunned to see the villagers of Peijia Village working hard.

These hills should not be considered the hills belonging to Peijia Village, right?

Why did the villagers come here?

The villagers also saw them.

They greeted enthusiastically, "Hey, college students are back. You've been in the mountains for two days. You must be exhausted. Go back quickly to take a shower and have a good sleep!"

"Aunt, are you reclaiming wasteland? Can crops survive on this land? There was a big fire just now, and the soil is very hot, which is not conducive to growing crops!"

A Sheng was afraid that they didn't understand, and not only would their efforts be wasted, but they would also get nothing in the end. Besides, this place is several hills away from Peijia Village, and it would be inconvenient to manage and take care of the land if it was planted here.

Spending several hours every day traveling in and out of the mountains, how can this be cost-effective?

"Don't worry, college students. We can survive. We don't grow food, we grow medicinal herbs from the mountains."

"Medicine!?"

Growing medicinal herbs is a way to make money, but it shouldn't be done now. It's too urgent. It's only been a few days since the wildfire.

At least wait until it rains a few times!

"Is everyone done?"

Alai's voice shouted not far away.

The big guy straightened up and said, "It's done. All the seeds have been sown."

"Okay, it's getting late. Sister Mo Yan said we should go home now and go back into the mountains in a couple of days to check on the status of the seeds being unearthed."

"Okay! I'll be right back!"

The villagers laughed and called to Ah Sheng and his friends, "Why don't you come back to the village with us? It's getting dark soon, and we hope you guys don't get lost in the mountains."

"Uh, okay!"

Seeing that the villagers didn't seem to take their reminder to heart at all, A Sheng thought about going back and talking to the teacher to ask the teacher to remind the villagers.