Under the relentless efforts of the workers and villagers, the fruits and vegetables in the yard were all picked clean; however, what surprised everyone even more was that in the afternoon, the branches once again sprouted some small fruits, as if hinting at another bountiful harvest.
Zhang Xiaoshan found it increasingly magical.
"It seems that in addition to the diluting effect of the Spiritual Liquid, these seeds left by the Immortal Medical Sect are not simple either."
"It must have taken generations of dedication, I guess."
"It seems, there is hope for changing the situation in the village this time."
He was extremely excited.
However, standing behind him, Yu Xiuxiu's mood was becoming more tangled, even somewhat lost.
She felt like she was increasingly becoming a burden to Zhang Xiaoshan.
At this rate, she would inevitably harm Zhang Xiaoshan sooner or later.
"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yu Xiuxiu's gloomy face, Zhang Xiaoshan asked with concern.
