The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 753: Heart of the Fetal God (XIX)
When Yueya came to pick up Liu Sheng, she heard the adult with a stern little face and his small body squatting at the door, saying to Grandma Seed, "All living things have innate energy, so how could Seed not have it?"

Granny Seed seemed to be listening in a daze, nodding from time to time.

"Ah, mother-in-law, I'm leaving." Liu Sheng said with a little regret when he saw Yueya coming.

Granny Seed seemed to have just come back to her senses from her stupor. She slowly raised her head and asked, "Ah...are you leaving?"

"wait."

She slowly stood up and walked into the house with her weak legs.

After a while, she came out with a small basket and handed it to Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng opened the floral cloth and was slightly stunned.

There was a basket full of mushrooms inside.

Some are big, some are small, some are fat, some are thin, all are very fresh, and have the aroma of earth, which is really rare at this time when food is scarce.

"Thank you, mother-in-law." Liu Sheng said.

Granny Seed just waved her hand without saying anything, then leaned back against the door and closed her eyes.

"Let's go." Liu Sheng turned and said to Yueya.

Yueya nodded, and with a grin, she carried Liu Sheng onto the back of a mule tied to the side of the road. Then she climbed over and covered Liu Sheng with her cloak to block the wind and snow, and then slowly urged the mule to go.

From inside the cloak, Liu Sheng's babyish voice came: "Go and have a look at the craftsman."

"it is good."

So Yueya asked the mule to go in one direction.

……

There is only one craftsman in Baicun.

But his stove had not been turned on for a long time.

No one in the village had extra money to buy anything, and he had no extra money to buy charcoal, so naturally he could only sit there and do nothing.

Until one day, the new woman in the village walked in with a baby.

"You said you wanted to buy all this scrap metal from me?"

The craftsman was a little confused and pointed at the broken shovels and hoes, the leaky pots, and the miscellaneous waste materials that were piled up in the corner and were no longer wanted by the villagers.

"Yes. Is that enough?"

Yueya nodded and took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table.

The craftsman looked at the silver ingot, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile: "It is enough, but what can you do with it? If you don't know how to refine it, it will just be a pile of waste. Don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes."

"Don't worry about what I'm going to do."

"You have a bad temper, girl." The craftsman muttered, put away the silver ingot, and sneered, "You can pack it up. Anyway, I have said what I need to say. You are so wishful thinking that you want to eat my food."

He crossed his arms and watched coldly as Yueya moved over with a crutch and took out a thick cloth bag to put these things in.

In the back hall of the shop, there was an eye watching in the dark.

Seeing that Yueya's body was very stiff, he finally couldn't help but lift the curtain and walked out, then took the initiative to walk over and squat down to help Yueya clean up.

Yueya looked up and saw a woman with sunken cheeks and a sallow face. She was the craftsman's wife.

"Thank you, ma'am." Yueya said.

The woman said loudly, "You have a disability, but I am not like some people who can bear to see this."

The craftsman immediately jumped up and said angrily, "What are you talking about, woman? If this wasn't a girl, I would blame you for running up to the front and being so sarcastic."

"Why can't I come out? Am I too embarrassed to see people?"

"Humph, everyone is staying in the house, but you came out. You really don't know what you are doing."

This statement does not refer only to this woman.

But Yueya and the woman pretended not to hear. They just packed up the things silently, and with the help of the woman, took them outside the house and prepared to put them on the mule's back.

The craftsman still refused to give in and rushed out, cursing: "You bitch, are you pretending not to hear me?"

The woman said coldly: "I just don't talk to dogs."

When the craftsman heard this, he became even angrier.

"How dare you, a god-forsaken person who can't give birth to a child and has no favor from the fetal god, to be so stubborn?"

"What does it have to do with me? Maybe you are the one who won't be favored by the fetal god!" The woman sneered in response. The craftsman flew into a rage, turned around, took out a broom from the house, and was about to hit the woman.

The woman stood there calmly, neither avoiding nor giving way, her eyes fixed on the craftsman's face which was flushed with anger.

However, just as the broom was about to fall, the craftsman tripped for some reason and fell flat on his face.

And, somehow, it turned in the wrong direction and hit a stone that emerged from the snow in the yard.

He got up cursing, and for some reason he first looked up at the little baby sitting on the mule. He looked at him coldly, without a trace of emotion.

This weird kid...

Suddenly I felt a chill down my spine.

There was a warm feeling flowing around my lips.

I reached out and touched it, and my hands were covered in blood, and there were a few broken teeth on the ground.

He cried out in surprise, and seeing people coming around and pointing at him, he suddenly felt ashamed and ran back into the house.

The woman looked at his embarrassed back and laughed so hard that tears almost came out of her eyes.

She looked at the villagers who were talking about something, and the eyes hidden behind the curtain in the blockhouse, put away her smile, and continued to help Yueya move the things onto the mule.

Finally, she said to Crescent Moon:

"Okay, girl, your mule is about to give up. See if you need anything else. Come back to me next time. My name is Yunniang."

Yueya nodded and thanked him.

Seeing that most of the people around had dispersed, Yunniang asked in a low voice, "You guys...really want to refine the weapon yourself?"

Crescent Moon glanced at the adult and nodded.

Yunniang was a little surprised and wanted to persuade him, but in the end she opened her mouth and said nothing.

Watching Yueya taking the little girl away, Yunniang sighed slightly, took one last glance at those eyes in the dark, and slowly walked back to her own darkness.

……

When they returned to the yurt, they saw that the sheepfold was full of sheep and the cloth cover was already in place. Naturally, they knew that Danjin had returned.

Yueya took Liu Sheng off the mule.

It was snowing and there was no one around. Liu Sheng used his small tentacles to unload these things from the mule's back and slowly dragged them into the yurt.

Snow was flying outside and the cold wind was howling, but the yurt was warm. However, there was no fire in the stove and I didn't know how it was heated.

There was an extra curtain at the back of the yurt, blocking something.

The curtain was lifted and Dan Jin came out from behind, with beads of sweat on his forehead and a look of joy on his face. He was holding two fresh vegetable seedlings with soil still on them in his hands.

"Sir, you're back!" Danjin smiled brightly.

Liu Sheng nodded and piled the scrap metal in the corner.

Yueya came in, saw the seedlings in Danjin's hand, and asked, "Can we eat them now?"

"Yeah." Dan Jin nodded with a smile.

Yueya lifted the basket and shook it gently: "Just right, we still have mushrooms to eat tonight."

Dan Jin put down the seedlings and clapped his hands excitedly: "The radish tops have grown, too! We can make a dish with them, too!"

"Really!"

Yueya's eyes lit up and she walked behind the curtain with a cane.

Liu Sheng was also happy and swung his short legs to keep up.

I saw that behind the curtain there was another tent, connected to a short corridor with a cloth curtain.

When the curtain was lifted, what came into view was a small cultivated field.

The fresh scent of earth hits you in the face, and all you can see is tender green.

Above, a small object emitting golden light was hanging, casting a faint light.

As Liu Sheng walked in, a cloud gathered above and a light rain began to fall, nourishing the life in this room.

"This is a miracle!" Yueya couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Sheng shook his head: "No, this is science."