I am a farmer, and I bring a hoe to the ground every day. I fertilized and weeded the Chinese cabbage I planted, but today something strange happened to me.

My vegetables are all dead, except for the Chinese cabbage in the middle. I saw this scene but it made me feel heartbroken. I put down my hoe and walked carefully in the vegetable field step by step; looking at this messy vegetable field. I thought to myself: The two months of thinking have been wasted.

I walked to the Chinese cabbage in the middle, and from the gap between the cabbage leaves; I vaguely saw a pair of meditating feet. I was taken aback; I didn’t know what it was, and I didn’t dare to peel the leaves outside. I quickly went to find Mr. Liu in the village.

Mr. Liu’s home is a scented wax and bamboo fire shop, and he often helps others beat ghosts.

I walked all the way and found that the crops in all the land in the village had withered; most of the villagers had a bitterness on their faces. Isn’t it? I’m just waiting for these crops to come to celebrate the New Year; I sighed in a low voice, speeded up my pace and walked towards Mr. Liu’s house.

After finally knocking on the door of Mr. Liu’s house, Mr. Liu complained: “What knock?” I panted and waved my hand and said, “Mr. Liu, hoo! , It’s not good, huhu. I don’t know what is planted in my field, and all the villagers’ crops are withered.” Mr. Liu frowned, his eyes popped, and said angrily: “What?! Take me there. Look.” I waved my hand and said hurriedly: “Oh, Mr. Liu; listen to me. There is still a cabbage in my home; there seems to be a human-like thing wrapped in the leaves! Where are you sitting cross-legged! “

Mr. Liu didn’t speak this time, instead he went to his bedroom. I quickly followed in, only to see where Mr. Liu was busy flipping through. For a while, Mr. Liu didn’t know where to take out a book. I don’t know the words written in the book.

Mr. Liu took out the book and walked out of the room, found a bench at random in the lobby of his house and sat down. Started flipping through the book in his hand. I stood in front of Mr. Liu’s room, very anxious; but I did not dare to disturb Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu, who had been reading the book for a while, slowly stood up and said to me: “Go, take me to see the package of cabbage you said.”
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< br/> I nodded, and took Mr. Liu to my vegetable plot. Mr. Liu didn’t say anything along the way, just saw the very worried look on his face. Mr. Liu’s face became more unsightly as I went away, and I was prepared in my heart.

When I arrived at the ridge of my vegetable plot, I saw many villagers were already surrounded there; I thought a little in my heart: No. I quickly walked into the crowd, scooping up the crowd. I saw that the only cabbage that grew out of my vegetable plot had its outer leaves peeled by the villagersTurn in a circle. When I saw this, I shouted at my son: “Son! Put that thing down for me!” But the son didn’t stop, but he ran faster and faster. I put down the kitchen knife in my hand, walked to my son in large strides and picked him up. But the son’s feet were still fluttering, but his eyes were staring at the green child.