Wen Yiyi's family came over to do what Canghai didn't care, and with the information Canghai knew, although Wenyi's family did business, it was far from the status of any Rockefeller, Morgan, and Ford families, and at most they were small businessmen, so even if they had any ideas, they couldn't toss a family like this in the United States, so naturally they couldn't toss it here, and the reason why Wen Yiyi was unhappy was that he didn't want to see them, and he was tired of seeing them.

Canghai doesn't quite understand what is going on with the American family, but he understands one thing, whether it is the American family or the Chinese family, they are all separated from each other, and there are inevitably some marginal people who are not loved by their fathers and mothers, such as Wen Yiyi, who belongs to such marginal people, although they don't have to worry about eating and drinking, but they just don't have to worry about eating and drinking. If it weren't for being disgusted, Wen Yiyi, the son of the United States, would have to go to China to do something.

However, the annoyance is also a worry of Wen, and it has nothing to do with Canghai, Canghai continues to live his own small life.

To say that the rest of these days are very good, but there is one point, now Mengmeng, this little girl, has to hug Canghai's arm or neck every night to sleep, otherwise she will be very frightened, sleep for an hour or two and suddenly sit up, can't see Canghai will cry loudly, Shi Wei has no way to take it to sleep, fortunately, Lu Shu stayed here for two days and then went back to the magic capital, and it doesn't matter if Canghai coaxed Mengmeng to sleep after resuming his bachelor life.

Seeing that summer is coming to an end, the sun is getting hotter and hotter day by day, and the crops in the fields are about to be harvested. At the end of the year, the crops are disease-free and disaster-free, and the water source is sufficient, and all the crops in Sijiaping Village are full of joy of harvest as far as the eye can see, and the ears are full of shoots and seeds.

Canghai's corn field is planted with sweet corn, and other people's families grow sweet corn to eat and sell in the market town, which has long been sold out at this time. Canghai didn't sell a single corn cob except for his own food, so all the sweet corn in a place was old, and when it was time to harvest it, Canghai lazily took a group of people to collect corn.

When the whole team was long, the sun was already setting in the west, Canghai was holding Meng Meng with his left hand, Meng Meng's right hand was pulling the iron head, followed by Shi Wei, Shi Jie and Yan Li, and the last was the peace of the ugly donkey, the ugly donkey was carrying two big rattan baskets on his back, and a group of people walked towards the cornfield.

"Haiwazi, look at this day, when is this!"

Seeing Canghai's group of people, Wei Wenkui straightened his waist and slapped his waist twice as he spoke.

"At this time, the temperature is just right, suitable for work!

The corn planted by each family of the villagers is two or three times that of Canghai, and one or two people harvest several times faster than Canghai, which shows how surprising Canghai is in the eyes of the villagers.

Li Liren happened to drive the mule by at this time, and the mule had two baskets full of corn cobs on his back, one on the left and one on the right, and said with a smile when he heard Canghai's words: "You kid be diligent, this is the ration for next year, if you don't collect it before the rain, you kid can't cry."

"I can't run again! What's the hurry, and look at the weather, there will be no rain at all in the cloudless days," Canghai looked up at the blue sky above him and said.

Li Liren had no choice but to shake his head and drive his mule to pull the corn cob home.

Canghai led everyone to their own fields, unloaded the baskets, and the ugly donkey began to stick out his head to eat the tender corn leaves that had not yet dried, and the others began to break the corn cobs.

Canghai here harvests corn by first breaking off all the corn cobs, and then cutting off the stems and piling them together for firewood, leaving the remaining roots in the ground, waiting to be buried in the soil as fertilizer when the ground is turned.

"Brother, look."

Meng Meng took a corn cob and waved it towards the sea and said.

"Stick!" Canghai praised and continued to reach out and break the corn cob.

Because of malnutrition, Meng Meng is shorter than a normal child, and she can't reach the corn cob, but she has a partner with Iron Head, who puts down the corn stalk, and Meng Meng is responsible for breaking the corn cob off the stalk.

If it's done in someone else's field, then the elders will be scolded, because it takes a lot of effort to put down the corn stalk and wait for the stalk to be cut, if it's a straight pole with a wave of the sickle, you can cut it directly, and the fallen pole has to be lifted up and labored, but Canghai doesn't care about these, as long as you are happy, everyone tosses at will.

Therefore, the Canghai family harvested corn as if they had arrived at the playground, how happy they were. Among the group of people, only Ping An and Shi Wei are working hard.

Even if it is this way to harvest corn is not a very easy job, the taste of corn leaves on the body knows the taste, so when harvesting corn, the skin is rough and the flesh is thick, you can be bare-chested, such as Canghai to wear long sleeves, wearing long sleeves will naturally be hot and sweaty, so from time to time Canghai This group of people will come out of the corn field, find a cool place on the side of the road to rest, drink some water or something.

This makes it even more inefficient.

While he was resting, Cang Hai looked up and saw Zhang Jiusheng walking down the slope of the village, carrying a backpack behind him.

"Yo, what kind of dress is this?" Canghai stood up and greeted Zhang Jiusheng from afar.

Zhang Jiusheng said loudly: "Isn't the village looking for tiger head yellow? I found about a dozen of them and divided them into four or five nests."

Hearing Zhang Jiusheng say this, Canghai remembered that the village in front of him was looking for Hutou Huang, and there had been no movement, and Canghai had almost forgotten about it. I didn't expect that it was Zhang Jiusheng who took this job.

As soon as he heard that Zhang Jiusheng came to send Hutou Huang, Shi Jie and Yan Li, who loved to watch the excitement, immediately greeted him, and Ping'an also walked towards Zhang Jiusheng because he asked for one.

Meng Meng also wanted to see it, so she took two steps with the iron head, then turned back, stretched out her hand and looked at her brother with her eyes in the sea.

How could Canghai refuse the little girl's request, he immediately stood up and walked towards Zhang Jiusheng.

Not only Canghai, but now the villagers who are busy in the field heard that Zhang Jiusheng came to send Hutou Huang, and they also walked out of their own fields one by one.

After a while, a large group of people surrounded Zhang Jiusheng.

"Everyone, don't squeeze, I'll take the dog out of the basket and put it on the ground, everyone can pick at will" Zhang Jiu saw so many people coming around, and immediately took the dog out of the basket while saying.

Canghai didn't plan to have a dog this time, because the tiger head in the family was enough, and he just watched the excitement around.

More than a dozen puppies with tiger head yellow look good, they are very thoughtful, tiger head yellow is full of characteristics, but different dogs have different personalities, some are lively, some are not very active, but one of them is particularly lively.

"I want this one!" Hu Shijie glanced at it a few times, and then fell in love with an all-black puppy.

Wei Wenkui opened his mouth for the second time, naming another quiet black puppy.

The villagers are all knowledgeable people, know how to pick tiger head yellow, in addition to the body shape and posture, quiet eyes and clear eyes, this is a good tiger head yellow, calm temperament can grow into a good hunting dog.

Canghai helped Ping An pick a nice yellow puppy,

After picking a circle, five or six dogs already had new owners, and then it was a second round.

The villagers are not only picking their own families, some people are also ready to pick one for their children, because next year the village planted a watermelon field, then the task of looking at the melon field must come in turns, no dog wants to see such a large melon field, it is impossible, so each family picked two or three.

After all the families have finished picking, there is still the yellow puppy that no one wants, because this little guy is so lively, from the beginning of putting it on the ground, it looks like a child with ADHD, constantly sniffing here and smelling there, and his temperament is obviously a little 'frivolous'. Anyone who knows a little bit about the tiger's head and yellow temperament will not choose this puppy.

"I said Jiusheng, how is your eye for picking a dog, how can there be an indiscriminate one?" Hu Shijie said to Zhang Jiusheng with a smile.

Zhang Jiusheng said: "What can I do, the family said that if you want them all, don't take one if you don't want them, now it's not easy to find purebred tiger head yellow."

"How many bought? Let's send the account."

Zhang Jiusheng waved his hand and said, "It's all a little money, it's not worth it!"

Zhang Jiusheng wants to continue to do the vegetable business with the village, cooking in the restaurant, the food is delicious is the most important thing, now Zhang Jiusheng's restaurant has a lot of repeat customers, all know that his restaurant dishes are delicious, and they are all pollution-free green vegetables, several inspectors came to the sampling inspection are given five stars, so Zhang Jiusheng took over the matter of looking for a dog, just to get closer to everyone.

"How much money, we can't let you do the work and put money inside," Hu Shijie said.

"I said Master Hu, don't shiver at me, twenty or thirty yuan is still worth me?" Zhang Jiusheng pretended to be bitter and said.

Hu Shijie listened and asked, "So cheap?"

"Who still raises this now, let alone in the city, even if many people in the town have dogs, they also have foreign dogs, and from time to time there are people who compare whose dogs are more expensive, such as this kind of hunting dog, that is, the value of fine dogs on the market now looks a little up, no one wants tiger head yellow, and now people don't hunt, so purebred tiger head yellow is becoming more and more difficult to find......" Zhang Jiusheng said.

Everyone knows this, Canghai has lived in the magic capital, and the most people who raise dogs are golden retrievers and huskies, and now they are slowly becoming popular again.

Pick up the remaining puppy, ran around to Mengmeng's hand, the little girl couldn't let go of it, happily squatted on the ground and teased the puppy, the puppy saw that someone was playing with him, and immediately wagged his tail to play that called a Huanshi, just this character at a glance I know that I am afraid that I am not even capable of taking care of the house.

Fortunately, Canghai didn't expect this thing to look at home, and seeing that Meng Meng liked it, he opened his mouth and asked, "Shall we take this one home?"

"Hmm!" Meng Meng immediately happily took the puppy into her arms when she heard this, and it seemed that she was not going to let go for a while.

Zhang Jiusheng saw that the dogs were separated, and said to everyone: "Since everyone is here, then I have something to say, let's see if you can sell me some of the grain in your hand?"

"Can't buy food on the street?" asked Hu Shijie curiously.

Zhang Jiusheng said: "It's not that they can't buy it, but the grain bought on the street is not as safe as you are, who knows how much medicine they took when they planted it? What else is the sign who can believe 100 percent? I still want to believe in the grain produced in your village."

Everyone understood when they heard it, Zhang Jiusheng wanted to buy food and eat it at home.

Sijiaping Village's food planting worry-free, last year there were people topdressing or something, but see everything in the sea, the grain still grows good, this year everyone has saved money to buy fertilizer, at most apply farm fertilizer, this year the grain is really good, now it seems that the harvest is only how much worse the fertilization, naturally how green is how green, people eat absolutely rest assured and safe.

But now the problem is here, everyone is planting ration fields, and the old man and the old lady are planting more, which is also prepared for the children and grandchildren, even if there is a surplus, it can't be sold much to Zhang Jiusheng, so everyone's eyes quickly focused on Canghai's body.

Canghai said with a wry smile: "It all depends on what I do, the food in my field is not eaten by the family, and the demon capital has to send it, so let's give you a hundred or ten catties at most."

Don't look at the lot of planting in Canghai, but there is not much left to send left and right, among which rice has to be bought outside, and there is really no extra food for Zhang Jiusheng. Besides, Canghai grows grain just to eat a safe grain, otherwise he wouldn't be thinking about planting a few more acres of rice next year.

"Then let's come out a little bit, it's almost enough for your family to eat," Hu Shijie said without losing face.

So everyone nodded, and the matter was over.