Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

“Of course not. It’s for your village. You’re a member of your village, so you have a share.” Jiang Yue said.

“You guys are good people! No, you’re saints!” Zhang Dazhu had a look of worship. Then, he turned to his son and said, “Shoushou, go back quickly. Get the villagers to carry these back! We won’t starve to death!”

Zhang Shoushou immediately went back. He didn’t forget to carry a sack on his shoulder. In total, he left with two sacks. It was heavy, and it was probably food. It made him so excited that he ran and jumped as he left.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan didn’t stop Zhang Shoushou from going back. Zhang Shoushou was strong. Carrying the two sacks of rice on his shoulders wasn’t difficult at all.

Then, it was Jiang Yue who said, “These are the seeds of the crops that can still be planted in the first half of this year. The yield is higher than ordinary seeds. You can share them with your village later. Those are grains. There is rice and wheat. Go back and grind them yourself. Help us tell Village Chief Tao that we’ll have to trouble him to give us a share when we come back. Also, help us ask Village Chief Tao to give each family a share.”

“Of course, anything.” Zhang Dazhu kept nodding, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach the sky. Then, he asked curiously, “Since when did these appear here? Shoushou and I don’t recall seeing anything when we met you here, right?”

“It was sent by our people just now,” Jiang Yue said indifferently.

“When did they get here?” Zhang Dazhu kept looking around.

“When we left.”Jiang Yue’s tone was even lighter.

“Oh, oh.” Zhang Dazhu nodded. He was still immersed in the joy of having so much food and did not take this matter to heart.

“Take care of these. My husband and I are leaving.”

“Ah, so soon?” Zhang Dazhu quickly stopped him. “Wait, wait a moment. When the villagers come, let them thank you. They will want to show their appreciation. You’ve given too much. No rich family has ever treated us so well. Shoushou and I don’t know how to thank you.”

“There’s no need to do that. Just live your lives well.” Jiang Yue said.

“We really should go home. Otherwise, our family will be worried about us.” Xue Yan says smilingly.

Hearing this, Zhang Dazhu naturally couldn’t stop him.

Only then could Jiang Yue and Xue Yan leave.

However, after walking a dozen steps, Zhang Dazhu shouted from behind, “You are the great benefactors of our Stone Village! I, Zhang Dazhu, thank you on behalf of the entire village!”

As he spoke, he even knelt and kowtowed heavily three times in the direction of Jiang Yue and Xue Yan.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan didn’t turn back. They didn’t have time to stop him. Jiang Yue and Xue Yan only paused for a moment and looked at each other. Then, they continued to walk forward.

It was only when they left Zhang Dazhu’s line of sight and Zhang Dazhu could no longer see them that Jiang Yue brought Xue Yan back to the space. Then, they returned to Da Ling and the others’ room in Locust Village.

However, when he returned to his room, he could still hear the sound of firecrackers. Someone was still celebrating the new year… Jiang Yue and Xue Yan both found it strange. They quickly took the phone by the bed to take a look and found that they had only been there for more than two minutes through the black door.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan weren’t surprised. After all, they already had the understanding that time in each world might be different.

For example, entering the white door, it had only been ten to twenty days since the apocalypse.

They only asked each other, “When you were in Da Chen just now, how long did it feel like?”