A small mule was added to the house, and when Luo Qingyu was studying how to raise it on the Internet, the next day, his godfather and godmother had already driven it to the veterinary station to see a doctor.

When I came back, I bought some feed, which can be described as worry-free.

"I want to grow more soybeans and corn this year, it's boring to buy them outside, I have so many places to ...... home" Let's go, Ye Qiao and the farmer's father nagged, "I have to build a shed to shelter it from the wind and rain......"

Give it an independent and warm nest to work in the future.

Like the old cowshed in Deadwood Ridge, it was very good, but later it was used to raise chickens, and now it has been converted into a firewood house.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

After years of getting along, she can see that her parents like to plant, and her godparents love to breed. When I first moved here, my godparents still wanted to contract a fish pond. Later, when I thought about it, I had to sell it after I got it, which was quite annoying.

I can't eat so much by myself, so it takes a lot of energy.

So he gave up and dug a small pond in the mountain where he lived, and raised fish and lotus roots.

It is conceivable that several elders will have a cool and eye-catching summer this year.

The elders' living quarters are well kept, simple and simple, with a comfortable natural and tranquil atmosphere. It is much more pleasing to the eye than Deadwood Ridge, and it also knows how to enjoy life than the juniors who live in the next mountain.

It's okay, Luo Qingyu said that she was not jealous, and when her godfather and godmother were busy communicating with the mule, she made Songhua cake at home.

If there are no special circumstances, she will not break her word.

Songhua pastry was made in two servings, one was sent to Lei Gongshan, and the other was given to godparents and godmothers. She doesn't like to eat it herself, so she doesn't have to keep it, she hasn't finished eating yesterday's Songhua dumplings.

The amount sent to Lei Gongshan is large, and not only Songhua cake, but also Songhua wine and a jar of wild tea leaves, picked at home.

The wild tea trees in Deadwood Ridge are not ancient trees, and tea picking requires climbing up the trees. In the past, when the Luo family had not officially moved back, Uncle Ding often looked at the tree and sighed.

He said that when he was old, climbing trees would damage his demeanor and save face.

Ding Hanna once told her behind her back that Uncle Ding was injured when he was young, and as he got older, he became more and more cautious in everything, so he was afraid that there would be something wrong with his body.

If you fall for a sip of tea, it's not worth it.

Luo Qingyu thought so.

The value of this wild tea is not as precious as that of famous tea, but the unique bitter taste makes Uncle Ding never forget it, looking for abuse~.

Of course, the wild tea is a must-pick every year. It's one thing to drink or not, you have to have it at home.

Sure enough, seeing the small pot of wild tea, Uncle Ding was so happy that he showed off to the visitors like a child, and enthusiastically left Luo Qingyu to have lunch at home.

This visitor is his old friend, an old Taoist priest, who has lived in Lei Gong Mountain for some time. From the conversation, it was learned that the two young people Ding Hanna met during his trip this year were his apprentices.

The younger generation mingles in the outside world, joining the WTO and mingling with the red dust; the older generation lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, talking about scriptures and Taoism in a leisurely manner.

To each his own, he is at ease.

After the meal, Luo Qingyu walked around Lei Gong Mountain, feeling that the shade on the mountain was too dense, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to help prune.

"No, no, that's good. As early as yesterday, I heard the peasant couple mention her great achievements, Uncle Ding was busy waving his hand, not daring to bother her, and then beckoned to her and said, "Let's go, go to the tea room and play a game of chess with me." ”

Luo Qingyu hurriedly said: "Next time, I have to send pastries to my godfather and godmother and help build a shed for the mules, I'm too busy...... "Really."

Uncle Ding watched her calmly run away, nodded with satisfaction, and said to his old friend: "This kid is good at everything, he is too diligent." I heard that a few days ago, she was idle and had nothing to do, so she cut her own mountain into a leprosy head......"

It's ugly.

"Hahaha...... the thin old Taoist priest stroked his beard and laughed, and at the end, asked, "The jade ...... on her body"

Jewels, every piece of jewelry has its own light and breath, and he can detect it.

"I sent it. Uncle Ding nodded, "When she was a child, it didn't go well, so she was able to block the disaster." ”

No, a good piece of jade has a few more cracks, even if it is inlaid with gold wire, it is still a broken jade.

"There will be Yu Qing in the Jishan family, whether it is their family or your Ding family, it is a rare blessing to be a neighbor. The old Taoist priest said with a smile.

This is the reason why the ancestors accumulate good or evil, it is not that they do not repay it, but the time has not yet come, and the reward will always fall on the children and grandchildren of one generation.

"Alas, sometimes I wonder if my ancestors have done something to get to such a bleak end today. Uncle Ding's expression was gloomy, and he smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "I'm too shallow, and I still can't let go of many things." ”

When he was a child, he often heard his elders mention the old things of his ancestors, but he didn't think so, and he didn't feel much about the past. It wasn't until his parents died and his own son and daughter-in-law were killed that he finally felt the heartache.

There is hatred in my heart, which proves that I can't let go of some obsessions, and my way is too shallow.

The old Taoist priest listened with a smile and did not speak.

There are some things that he doesn't say, and his old friends understand them.

Whether you can let go is indeed a matter of cultivation, and if you have to learn to let go yourself, it is useless for others to say more. It was the kid just now, a trace of doubt flashed across the old Taoist's weather-beaten face, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The faint smell of the child's body seemed familiar to him......

Besides, Luo Qingyu, returned to Deadwood Ridge, picked up the pine cake and went to his godfather's and godmother's house. Unexpectedly, she couldn't help but have a toothache when she saw Gu Caiyin and Ida were also there.

Needless to say, they must have come for the mules.

“...... They are kept in school and are usually fed by school workers. Cao Chunhua can see it every day, and at the same time let the children interact with it, and we educate them on the spot to love animals from an early age, killing three birds with one stone. Gu Caiyin said sincerely.

The farmer's father and godmother were stunned when they heard this, and asked in surprise: "Can your school still do this?"

"Originally, it didn't work, but thanks to Ida, I finally reached an agreement with the school. Gu Caiyin glanced at Ida gratefully, "All the expenses of this mule are paid by her, and she can let it work in the future, and the school has no reason to refuse." ”

There are also places where the school grows vegetables, and there are many places where mules are used.

Ida nodded, and communicated with the Nong couple in a foreign language, "Cao Chunhua really likes it, we just want to do something for the children." ”

"I'm afraid we won't be able to master this......" Ye Qiao looked at her husband with an embarrassed expression.

Farmer's father smiled slightly, looked at the two of them and said, "This mule was bought by Ah Qing, if you want to buy or sell, you have to ask her." ”

"yes, it's hers, we're just helping to raise it. Ye Qiao immediately agreed.

"Actually, we asked her last night," Gu Cai said in a curt, "and she wasn't happy." ”

"That can't be helped. Ye Qiao showed an expression of helplessness, sincerely, "I really want to help you, but she is also a child, and we always have to take into account her feelings." ”

She is an enlightened and democratic parent who never takes the children's liking.

Porphyry, Luo Qingyu, who was hiding by the side of the house and eavesdropping, laughed silently and continued to hide.

There's nothing wrong with Godmother's words, who is not a child?

In the end, the Nong couple promised the two to try their best to persuade A-Qing to let go, but as for whether she would let go, this was not guaranteed.