Regrets piling up

Li Tianhui and the Li family were dumbfounded. She turned to look at her parents and said, "Come out! Come out, we need to harvest the rice!"

"It's over! It's over! There really is a locust plague! Go and collect the food quickly! Go and collect it as soon as possible! The locust plague is here!" Old Madam Rong shouted as she looked at the locust that was getting closer and closer to the village. 

"Go and collect the grains!" Old Madam Rong shouted at her family. 

"This is going to be impossible. The entire village has harvested the rice, what are we going to do?" Old Master Rong asked as he looked at the dense cloud of the locusts. 

Old Madam Rong turned around and glared at the foolish mer. "Even if it's impossible, we need to do it! Do you think that we can survive on a few catties of rice? Go and harvest it! Take a few torches with you if possible. The locusts are scared of fire; they would not attack you if you carry flaming torches."