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

"can!"

"Huh? Really?"

Maybe it was because Mo Yan's answer was too straightforward and direct, Zhou Shuaishuai and Ye Youqing felt it was a bit unreal.

"There's nothing wrong with watching it, but I guess it doesn't make much sense for you to watch it, because the way I treat diseases is definitely different from what you imagine."

Mo Yan smiled faintly, and Qin Hong and Meng Chang actually understood.

Because Mo Yan uses magic to treat diseases, not medical skills.

"That's okay. I'm just curious and want to take a look. Comrade Mo Yan doesn't think it's offensive and is willing to let me watch from the side. I'm already very grateful."

Zhou Shuaishuai was extremely excited.

He looked like he wanted to eat his breakfast in three bites at a time, and then he could immediately see Mo Yan treating Jiang Zhenguo.

Qin Hong and Meng Chang were actually a little excited as well.

They were secretly delighted to know Mo Yan's secret, but they had never seen with their own eyes how Mo Yan used magic to heal people.

In a word: they want to watch it too.

Since everyone wanted to watch it, there was no need for anyone to urge them to eat breakfast. Everyone ate as if someone was trying to snatch their food from them.

For the first time, Mo Yan felt that her eating speed was almost unable to keep up with the others.

"Girl! Niuniu is riding Xiaobaibai into the mountains. Do you want me to go with her?"

Pei Guohua hurried over less than two minutes after they finished their breakfast.

"Brother, no need. With Xiao Baibai here, nothing will happen. The animals in the village will probably go back to the mountains today. The snow will be heavier tonight. Tell the villagers to be careful when burning charcoal today. Don't close the doors and windows tightly. If they really die of carbon dioxide poisoning, I can't save them! Don't really think I'm a god in heaven who can do anything."

Mo Yan seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly gave a warning.

She knew that the people in the village all believed behind her back that she was a spirit transformed from animals in the mountains, and they all called her a fairy.

Qin Hong, Meng Chang and others were also dragged into the ditch.

As a result, even if she wanted to explain that she was really a human, not a fairy, and certainly not a deity, no one would believe her. They just thought that she had to keep a low profile and couldn't admit it openly.

Fortunately, they did not publicize her abilities and deeds outside.

Mo Yan's plant ability is also at a high level. Once a villager gets a very difficult to cure disease, even if it is a terminal illness, Mo Yan will most likely not let them die.

However, plant powers can only cure diseases and cannot really bring people back to life.

If someone drowns, commits suicide, or is poisoned by charcoal, and is not discovered in time, and is already dead when brought to her, there is no way she can save the person.

So we have to get the vaccination in advance.

Especially since there will be heavy snow today and tomorrow, there is no danger of roof collapse, because the houses in Peijia Village are all new now, and are no longer the thatched houses or mud brick houses of the past.

Now that the problem of dilapidated buildings has been solved, the issue of charcoal burning safety is now at hand.

Mo Yan was afraid that the villagers would be careless and cause a tragedy.

Pei Guohua immediately became serious when he heard this. "Hey, sister, you are right to remind me. Dad and I almost neglected it. Two years ago, you were not here. I mean, it was very cold two years ago. Someone was warming himself by the fire at home and blocked the doors and windows too tightly. As a result, the whole family was almost killed. Fortunately, the roof of his house was not strong. At about midnight, the snow pressed a hole in the roof, which saved the lives of the whole family."

"Now the houses in our village are all built with blue bricks, not to mention how sturdy they are. This little bit of snow will definitely not collapse the roofs. No, I have to use the loudspeaker. Otherwise, if someone else tries to keep warm and ends up like Pei Yanzi's family did two years ago, then it will be -"

Having said that, Pei Guohua didn't even step into the house. He turned around and walked away with big strides.

"Comrade Mo Yan's reminder is correct. When warming yourself by the fire in winter, it is best not to keep the doors and windows tightly closed. Your reminder may have saved many lives. This is a meritorious deed."

Zhou Shuaishuai praised Mo Yan with an approving look on his face.

"Merit?" Qin Hong and Meng Chang didn't know what they were thinking of, and they asked in unison.

Zhou Shuaishuai was confused and didn't know why they looked so surprised.

Can’t we say the word merit?

He knew that the movement at that time was aimed at destroying the four olds.

But now the big movement is over, and he believes that Brother Meng Chang and Qin Hong will not report him or anything.

That's why he dared to say that Mo Yan saving people was a meritorious deed. Wasn't what he said right?

Isn’t saving lives a good thing?

"What did I say wrong?"

Zhou Shuaishuai asked anxiously.

"No, no!" Qin Hong hurriedly shook his head, while Meng Chang closed his mouth and said nothing, but he was wondering in his mind whether Mo Yan needed merit.

He had seen some villagers in Peijia Village secretly worshipping the longevity tablet of Comrade Mo Yan at home. He saw it but pretended not to see it. The main reason was that he knew that the villagers were too grateful to Mo Yan and really didn't know what they could do for her, so they placed their hopes on worshipping the longevity tablet.

At that time, he just thought that the villagers did this out of gratitude to Mo Yan.

Now I suddenly think, could it be that Comrade Mo Yan actually also needs the faith of the people?

Just like the Buddha in the temple in the past, he needed incense and offerings.

Although Mo Yan is a mountain animal that has become a spirit, weasels have a tradition of stopping people from making happy remarks in order to get a good omen and make it easier for them to transform into humans.

Mo Yan is most likely not a weasel, and she doesn’t allow humans to say nice things to her, so she is already a human.

But this doesn't mean that she can't absorb the nourishment from the world!

It was their negligence!

"Ayan, if I donate some money in your name to people in need, will that be a merit for you?"

Jiang Zhenguo suddenly said something.

Mo Yan was dumbfounded, what was he talking about?

"Uncle Jiang, why are you donating money in my name? Besides, wasn't your purpose in coming to me yesterday to cry poor? You said you had no money, Shannan had no money, and the highway was burning a lot of money, so why are you donating money in my name again now? Who are you donating to? Why are you donating?"

"No, it's because your understanding is too narrow. What I mean is, if I build this highway that benefits the country and the people through more than seven provinces, and simply connect all the provinces on the north-south line, including Yunchuan and Qiannan, it will benefit at least tens of millions of people. Such a large project, such a great achievement, can it bring you more merits?"

Mo Yan was really confused.

Because she didn't understand.

"Uncle, why do you want to accumulate merit for me? I haven't done anything extremely evil!"