"What are you doing, duckling?"

After dinner, Zhang Feng leisurely walked along the lake and moon lake, and unconsciously walked to the entrance of the village, at this time a few little guys shrunk under the big tree and muttered, as if they wanted to steal the sweet potatoes that were drying not far away, Zhang Feng asked loudly with a wicked smile.

"We ...... We ...... "Da Mao can't say why."

"We're peek-a-boo......" replied the duckling, who was a clever ghost, with a grin.

Zhang Feng smiled, knowing that Da Mao was too honest and not very good at lying, while Xiao Duck was the opposite, he didn't blink his eyes when he told lies, and he didn't know how Uncle Er Niu could give birth to such a naughty and mischievous son.

"Why are you rabbit cubs here again...... At this time, the second master hurriedly ran over,

"Oh, the second master is here, run, run......" As soon as they saw the second master, the little ones were like mice meeting cats, running away quickly, and disappeared in front of them in a blink of an eye.

"Hehe, this little rabbit cub has been wandering around here all day, you see that I originally had so many sweet potatoes, but now there are only half of them left......" The second uncle pointed to the marks left by the drying sweet potatoes on the ground, with a wry smile on his face, it turned out that the sweet potatoes on the drying field were half empty,

"Hehe, second uncle, your dried sweet potatoes are too popular. Zhang Feng joked with a smile, needless to say, he also knew that the invisible sweet potatoes must have been stolen and eaten by the monkeys.

"You guy knows schadenfreude, alas! It seems that I have to change the position to dry tomorrow, otherwise it is estimated that it will be all gone in two more days......" The second uncle smiled helplessly, unless he stayed here all day, as long as he left for a while and came back, the sweet potatoes on the ground would definitely be reduced by a part.

"Xiao Feng will eat two pieces...... the second uncle brought a dustpan, ready to put away the dried sweet potatoes, and as he spoke, he grabbed a handful of yellow and clear dried sweet potatoes and handed it to Zhang Feng.

"Thank you, second uncle......" Zhang Feng didn't postpone it, remembering that the last time he ate dried sweet potatoes was more than ten years ago, he threw a piece into his mouth, well, it was very chewy, fragrant and sweet, very delicious.

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Early the next morning

After practicing the collective exercise and sending the vegetables away, Zhang Feng drove the car, pulled the back basket and a hoe, and galloped towards the back mountain.

Yesterday I tasted a few pieces of dried sweet potatoes dried by the second uncle, Zhang Feng felt that the taste was very good, so he also moved the idea of drying himself, this is not early this morning, Zhang Feng came to the sweet potato field in the back mountain.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Zhang Feng walked to the sweet potato field with a basket on his back and a hoe, the corn on the road was still lush, Zhang Feng was ready to break some back later,

Cook the corn in water while it is tender and store it in the refrigerator, so that it can be stored for several months, and you can eat the tender corn even in winter, although the taste is somewhat affected, but it is still very good.

Soon, Zhang Feng came to the sweet potato field.

It's the end of summer, and the sweet potato seedlings in the field are still growing lushly, and the sweet potatoes in the soil are still growing, which is a good time for them to stock up on sugar.

So Zhang Feng was going to dig twenty or thirty catties back first, and let the rest continue to grow, and wait until the autumn to harvest.

So Zhang Feng began to dig along a corner of the sweet potato field, if there is a cow at home, you can use the cow to plow it again, and the sweet potatoes in the ground can all be turned out, but unfortunately there is no cow at home, so you can only dig the sweet potatoes out of the soil one by one with some effort.

Zhang Feng raised the hoe and dug vigorously under the sweet potato vine, almost every hoe could dig sweet potatoes, but unfortunately the sweet potatoes in the ground did not grow in the slightest pattern, so they were easily dug up by the hoe.

"Alas, it's a shame that such a good sweet potato. Zhang Feng dug it with a hoe, and instantly dug a big sweet potato into two sections, Zhang Feng picked up the half of the sweet potato dug out, and saw the pink and tender flesh inside, but he was a pity.

"Forget it, I'll eat it myself anyway. Zhang Feng shook his head, thinking that the next time he digs sweet potatoes, he must call Uncle Erniu over and ask him to use his cattle to help turn the ground, so that he will not dig so many sweet potatoes.

Zhang Feng's body is extremely perverted, after systematic transformation, it is like an ancient Hercules, digging a sweet potato is not too easy, too simple, in just a quarter of an hour, Zhang Feng dug twenty or thirty catties.

Then Zhang Feng put all the sweet potatoes into the back basket, leveled the dug land, and walked to the waxy corn field on the side with the sweet potatoes on his back.

This season's waxy corn is nearing the end, so Zhang Feng is ready to break some more, there is not much waxy corn at home, the same as sweet potatoes, it is only one or two hundred square meters, similar to most people in the village, everyone is planted as a snack to eat, so they will all be broken before they get old, either eat or sell. Because waxy corn is useless when it is old, it is used to feed the family's livestock.

Soon Zhang Feng's back basket was all full, and he couldn't fit it anymore, so Zhang Feng walked to the parking place with the back basket on his back, and Zhang Feng was also ready to break all the remaining waxy corn in the next few days and use it to make yin corn or sell it directly at the door of his house.

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"Brother, why do you break so much corn??" When he returned home with corn and sweet potatoes on his back, his sister Zhang Lin asked curiously.

"Hehe, there are sweet potatoes in it, and the corn that can't be eaten can be made into yin corn, and I'm going to make some dried sweet potatoes for sweet potatoes." Zhang Feng put down the basket and smiled.

"Do you want me to help?" asked Zhang Lin with a smile.

"Of course, there are so many, you help me fill the big pot with water, and we will start washing the sweet potatoes immediately. Zhang Feng nodded, sweet potatoes are a more troublesome thing, sweet potatoes can't be washed clean, there will be mud when they are eaten, so they have to be cleaned several times, and if you wash twenty or thirty catties of sweet potatoes by yourself, it is estimated that it will take about an hour to wash.

"Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue, ......?" Zhang Feng began to pull the strong ding, one more person means more strength, and he can finish washing sweet potatoes earlier.

"What are you doing?" the little girl asked angrily when she walked out.

"Come over and help wash the sweet potato ......," Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Hmph, you're asking me to do things again......" The little girl reluctantly put down the remote control and walked out with a small stool.

"Big brother, what about the hundred and eight Arhats you owe me yesterday and haven't paid it yet??" the little girl said deliberately to find fault.

"Okay, you wait for one or two hundred years, and then talk about it when I cultivate to grow old......" Zhang Feng shook his head with a smile, I want eight hundred Arhats, doesn't this want my old life? Even if I don't eat, drink, or sleep, eight hundred Arhats will have to carve for a month or two, Zhang Feng doesn't have such a lot of perseverance, otherwise he wouldn't have returned to the countryside to live in the countryside.

"Hmph, then you have to carve the two eagles from the tree for me......"

"Okay, I'll carve ...... for you in the next two days" Zhang Feng had to nod with a wry smile and agreed, this girl obviously relied on herself, if she didn't agree, she didn't know what kind of moth this girl was going to make.

"That's pretty much it. The little girl said with a smug smile.