Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 246 Moldy Grain Buries Hidden Dangers, Nightmare Comes as a Warning (5)_1

The child died with eyes wide open, the once lively spark gone from them. Yet they stared into the direction where Mo Yan stood, as if asking, "Why won’t you save me?"

Even though she knew she was dreaming, Mo Yan still felt a chilling horror emanating from those eyes.

Right after that, her body uncontrollably floated towards another ordinary courtyard, a home that seemed warm and happy. But after the family had their dinner, they all vomited and had diarrhea, and when there was nothing left to vomit, they spat out large clumps of black blood...

Mo Yan was haunted by nightmares all night and woke up at dawn, drenched with sweat. Her mind was in chaos, dominated by images of people who had consumed moldy rice, innocently losing their lives, and each broken family.

"Is this dream foretelling something?" Mo Yan held her head in agony, her face unnaturally pale. The dream was abnormal, too real—she could even feel the heart-wrenching despair of those people losing their loved ones. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

But what could she do? She was just an ordinary farm girl, without great power, unable to completely eradicate the scourge of moldy grain.

For several days, Mo Yan was in extremely low spirits, and even the youngest, Zhenzhen, noticed. But whenever Zhenzhen asked about it, Mo Yan, not wanting to worry them, would insist nothing was wrong.

Lizhong and the others were desperately worried, but powerless to help.

In the end, it was Zhenzhen who came up with a solution, assigning Mo Yan to take care of Little Fur Ball and all the cattle and horses at home by herself, thinking that having things to do would keep her from sinking into worry.

The method indeed worked. Little Fur Ball grew bigger and more lively every day, and before you knew it, would disappear without a trace.

Mo Yan was worried it might get caught if it ran off, and so she spent more than half her day on it. The rest of her time was spent cutting grass on the mountain to feed the cattle and horses, leaving her no time to brood, and the nightmare gradually faded from her memory.

Now, it was the end of August and the temperature was dropping day by day. Little Fur Ball was growing heavier by the day; so heavy that Mo Yan’s arms ached from holding it. Not even a month old, it was almost the size of a grown cat. Even if she was slow, Mo Yan began to feel that Little Fur Ball might not be a wild kitten.

"This is a tiger cub." Lin Yong’s words woke her from her stupor as he came to find Little Flower for a trip to the mountains.

A tiger cub!

Mo Yan stared, dumbfounded, at the chubby Little Fur Ball sucking on her thumb. Although she had suspected it, she still harbored some doubts. Now, without those doubts, she found the reality even harder to accept.

"What should we do? Can we still send it back to the mountain in time?" Mo Yan looked at Lin Yong, full of hope.

With Red Python periodically slithering around and Little Flower becoming more and more of a handful, these two were already enough to worry about. If they kept Little Fur Ball, which would grow into a big tiger, their house would soon turn into a wild beast amusement park.

Lin Yong picked up Little Fur Ball by the scruff of its neck, lifting it to examine from different angles, "Unless we find its mother tiger, it’s either death."

Trapped in this position, Little Fur Ball couldn’t move. It glowered fiercely at Lin Yong, issuing a tender tiger’s whine from its mouth, hoping to frighten Lin Yong into releasing it.

A hint of amusement flickered in Lin Yong’s eyes as he inserted his finger into Little Fur Ball’s mouth. Instantly it closed its mouth and bit down hard with all the strength it would’ve used for nursing.

Unfortunately, the little guy only had a few milk teeth, and despite biting for a long while, it only left some shallow tooth marks.

Lin Yong returned Little Fur Ball to Mo Yan. She hurriedly caught it, and the cub immediately calmed down, continuing to suck on her thumb, making soft ’meow-woo’ sounds, completely different from its previous ferocity.