The cries about the locusts seemed to have woken up the entire village.
Ma Xiulian, standing in the yard, watched the horde of dark insects swarm into the field, her face instantly turning pale.
When the others came out and saw, their expressions changed instantly as well: "Why in the world did all these pests suddenly show up?"
Finally regaining her composure, Ma Xiulian shouted urgently: "Quick! Get your tools and go to the field to harvest the rice. Sanni, stay at home and watch over the little ones, the rest of the children must all go to the field with us!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Jianguo and the others ran off to grab their sickles and pick up their baskets, then sprinted towards the fields at breakneck speed.
On the way, they encountered others from the commune, all running in a frenzied state, worry and panic etched on everyone's faces.