The new yard, as well as the old fruit trees planted by the previous owner, a jujube tree, and a sand fruit tree, these trees are older, but because no one took care of them before, the buds on the trees are now sparse, and it is estimated that there are not a few fruits.

Guan Youshou's words to his niece Guan Xiaozhu, he still had a half-believing attitude, but he also kept an eye on them and didn't cut them down.

He was planning to cut down the timber if it came true, and at the same time transplanted a few fruit tree seedlings from the mountains and planted them in the backyard.

But he can't help but have a girl who loves to toss!

No, just two days after he stopped her from planting fruit trees in her yard, she dug a pit next to the wool road leading to Tunli outside and planted fruit trees.

While he can only carry the black pot, he has to patiently explain to the outside world that there are plants on the side of the road, which has many advantages, although he has a good reputation, but it is useful.

- Separated by a courtyard wall, the outside is all from the team.

He couldn't afford to be hurt, so he simply made an appointment with his daughter for three chapters.

But in the same way, after tossing the hair road outside, the front yard of his house was divided by his daughter and took away another piece of land, but fortunately his backyard was saved.

A chicken pen fenced on one side of the front yard is not far from the family's vegetable garden, and the well on the other side has no place for him.

His daughter wanted to build a grape trellis, and she wanted to have a stone table and stone bench, and she estimated that if she didn't know that there must be a place to dry mountain goods and vegetables in the front yard, she would still have to hang.

Of course, Guan Youshou, who was going to work, didn't know at the moment that his tossing daughter was carrying a wooden bucket and walking around the front yard with a water scoop.

Knowing that the pool water in the water hyacinth actually has different effects, how could Guan Ping'an be willing to let go of the opportunity to experiment, and her father in the backyard said that it was related to the ration problem.

Although she didn't think so, she didn't dare to stretch out her claws, but the vegetable garden, the old fruit trees, and a group of chickens and geese led by two hens could not escape her clutches.

The water in the pond at the mouth of the water hyacinth gourd is too powerful, and she is worried about causing trouble, so she can only rest her mind first, thinking of finding an opportunity to go up the mountain and test it again.

However, the pond water at the bottom of the gourd is different, and Guan Ping'an is mixed with different amounts of well water, diluted and watered one by one, and experimented one by one, so as to get the results.

She also didn't dare to use all the water from the bottom of the pot in the small gourd, and she really forgot which part of the water was used to lure the fish in the meadow at that time.

If some weasels, worms, rats, bugs or something come to you, it will frighten the family.

After finishing the matter, the next thing is to observe closely, Guan Ping'an deliberately entrusted this sacred task to the younger brother, so that he could keep an eye on the point at all times.

I began to move a small wooden stick to the well, planning to dispose of the stupid rabbits and stupid pheasants that I had picked up earlier and in the morning.

As soon as he cleaned up a hare, Guan Ping'an chopped the rabbit meat with his hands and feet, chopped it into pieces, and put it in the draining basket to the outhouse.

Then lift the lid of the pot, pour hot water into the large iron pot, add a fire, boil and then scoop it up, and put it in the draining basket again.

She didn't waste a large pot of hot water, scooped it into a bucket one by one with a scoop, and prepared to save it for a while to scald the pheasant's feathers.

After wiping the iron pot, she ran to stuff a handful of firewood into the stove, and very boldly dug a large mouthful of oil into the pot.

Suddenly, a thick aroma of oil wafted up.

At this moment, the child hid far away, stepped on the small bench, held the wooden pot lid in one hand, and quickly poured it into the pot with the other hand with the draining basket.

"Zila!" sounded, so frightened that she immediately slammed the lid of the carpentry pot, and quietly drilled into the corner of the pot lid with a wooden shovel and stabbed it.

Only then did she remove the entire lid of the pot, happily stir-fry it with a wooden spatula, and heroically sprinkled cinnamon and star anise into the pot that her mother was reluctant to use.

Then she opened and closed widely, poured a handful of salt, a handful of green onions, a handful of ginger, and a large spoonful of soybean sauce into it, turned it over twice with a wooden spatula, poured in a large scoop of water, and then covered the pot.

If her eldest aunt was there, she would have been surprised.

How can this little girl be exactly the same as her own methods!

- Isn't your niece just learning your steps?!

Jumping off the stool, Guan Ping'an stuffed two more pieces of wood into the stove, and then went out with a bucket of hot water to clean up her pheasant feathers.

Plucking the feathers, peeling the skins, disemboweling and breaking the belly, she had to run to see the watered fruit trees and vegetable gardens and the flocks of chickens and geese.

But she's busy!

After finally cleaning up all the pheasants and hares she had at hand and hanging them on the shelves with salt and spices, she suddenly remembered that her ginseng had not yet been planted.

After fetching a few buckets of water from the well, washing the rabbit fur and pheasant feathers with water, and placing them in a large basket with big eyes, Guan Ping'an hurried into the outhouse.

After observing the flames, one dodged into the small gourd, and she went to the medicine garden to dig a pit and plant wild ginseng, which can be regarded as exhausting her small body.

Before leaving, she glanced at the wild boar waiting for her to slaughter on the red carpet, the pile of vegetables waiting for her to dispose of, and then at a field of watermelons and a field of melons......

I almost cried, but she was tired!

Guan Ping'an is thinking of continuing to work today, the days are long, let's take my time, and immediately flash out with the mentality of not seeing or quieting.

The sun is setting in the west, in front of the courtyard wall on one side of the front yard, there are two small wooden ties, two by two, in the middle is a small kang table, a small person, a little squirrel across a kang table in the middle, is a person and a mouse are holding half a watermelon, digging with a spoon......

Guan Ping'an burped and shook his head, "No, it's not a matter for us to eat, let's go to the mountains tomorrow to find something delicious." ”

"Squeak!"

Guan Ping'an rolled his eyes, "Eat less! Don't swallow the melon seeds, I still have to be seeds. ”

"Squeak!"

Guan Ping'an shook his head, "Why do you say that these days go by so slowly, if only it was summer all of a sudden, wouldn't it be scary to have watermelons now?"

"Squeak Squeak......"

"Forget it, let's go up the mountain to see if there are any wild watermelons, maybe there is, just replaced the big watermelons, hehe, my father and brother have melons to eat." ”

The little squirrel twisted his little head to look at the back mountain, then looked in the direction of Yunshan, hesitated for a while, and sure enough, looked at the back mountain again and squeaked.

Without its statement, Guan Ping'an also decided to conquer Houshan first in the short term and have a big investigation.

"You're smart!"

"Squeak!"

"If you have the ability, you can tell me what Beishan has to worry about?"

"Squeak Squeak......"

Look, stupid, talk about rats!

Guan Ping'an tapped it with his fingers, and began to stand up and put away the pheasants and hares on the shelf, and put the big-eyed basket into the small gourd to dry.

By the way, the little bastard who was still gnawing watermelon was also sent in, and she was still obsessed with the top of the North Mountain, which made her almost greedy.

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