Chapter 277 The autumn wind comes and the osmanthus blossoms

After standing for a few minutes, Xiao Hei's limbs trembled a little, and he seemed to have accidentally fallen from the small stool.

"Stand up for me, don't move. Zhang Feng couldn't help but give it a slap.

"Woo woo...... the little guy raised his head and shouted, looking at Zhang Feng aggrievedly.

"Pretend to be pitiful to me again, I won't spare you so easily today, and I can't come down until I finish standing for a stick of incense. As he spoke, Zhang Feng took a stick of incense from home and lit it on the side.

"When this incense is burned, when will you come down, you know!" Zhang Feng decided to take care of this guy, otherwise it would be more and more difficult to discipline in the future.

"Woo woo......" The mischievous little black looked at the master pitifully, hoping that the master could let himself go, if he stood on this for a stick of incense, it would not cost his dog's life.

"Stand still, you don't have to come back if you dare to run away today. Seeing Xiao Hei's purring eyes, Zhang Feng warned in advance.

At this time, if Xiao Hei could speak, he would definitely say: "The master is wronged, I just moved my eyes, and I didn't have the idea of running away." ”

Hearing Zhang Feng's warning, Xiao Hei finally knew that the master was serious this time, and kept whining towards the door, hoping that the old master at the door could come to save him.

It's a pity that Wang Guilan was busy selling things at the door at this time, how could she have time to pay attention to it, and the eldest sister also opened the online store in the room, so Xiao Hei gradually became desperate, so she had to stand on the small stool with her mouth closed and her head down.

Seeing Xiao Hei's pitiful appearance, Zhang Feng strained his face, in fact, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, this guy is just too likable, so he becomes more and more unscrupulous, even his own master's words are against the yin, one day he knows that he is crazy and stupid, and he is sabotaging everywhere, so he can't teach it a good lesson, and when he grows up, then he will pay it back?

So Zhang Feng moved a rattan chair, poured himself a pot of tea, and sat on the side to supervise, the sun in the sky was lazy, as if it was cooled by the autumn wind, and it was not as hot as summer.

balmy autumn day

With the arrival of autumn, the weather gradually becomes cooler, a gust of breeze blows, and it is refreshing to look up at the ethereal sky, and feel that the sky is so high and so far away.

With the advent of autumn,

Some of the flowers and plants in the yard have also lost their vigorous vitality in summer, and the bluegrass and the flowers on the other side are drooping their heads, as if they can't survive this autumn.

However, the little daisies and golden chrysanthemums in the yard are just beginning to bloom to their fullest, because this is their season, and it belongs to the autumn when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Look at the yard full of chrysanthemums, the white daisies have lost their original appearance, the huge flowers are full of fragrance in the autumn wind, and the golden chrysanthemums, like a dazzling little sun, a hundred days across the sky, illuminating this beautiful farm yard, looking like a beautiful garden from afar, colorful butterflies flying, bees flying, the whole yard is full of natural beauty.

Suddenly, an autumn breeze blew

A faint scent of osmanthus wafted in the air.

If it weren't for Zhang Feng's keen sense of smell, he would have ignored it.

"Huh, could it be that the osmanthus is blooming?" Smelling this unique fragrance, Zhang Feng suddenly stood up, and then walked towards the osmanthus tree curiously.

As his footsteps got closer and closer, Zhang Feng finally saw the scattered small flowers hanging on the trees, some of them were still budding flower bones, and some of them had already unfolded their petals, and he could clearly see the delicate stamens in them.

Buzz ~ Buzz ~ Buzz ~

It's not that Zhang Feng's nose is so sensitive, the hard-working little bees have already appeared, dancing among the golden osmanthus flowers to collect nectar, and the light movements seem to be extremely happy.

Gently picked a small flower and put it on the tip of the pen, and suddenly a strong floral fragrance refreshed people's hearts, as if the whole person was bathed in this strong fragrance, I really don't know what makes this pale yellow flower, exudes such a strong fragrance.

"Wang...... Wang Wang ......" Suddenly a dog barking woke Zhang Feng up, and when he turned around, he found that the time for a stick of incense had passed unconsciously.

Xiao Hei screamed, and then jumped down from the small stool, but at this time his limbs trembled, and he almost fell to the ground, obviously exhausted.

"You know it's wrong, if you dare to destroy it again, see how I clean you up. Zhang Feng said with a straight face.

"Woo woo ......" Xiao Hei lay on the ground listlessly, whining in response, as if to say: Master, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore.

Seeing that Xiao Hei's attitude of admitting his mistake was not bad, Zhang Feng reluctantly forgave it.

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Removing Xiao Hei's body, Zhang Feng suddenly saw the old tree roots in the yard, which had been drying in the yard for a few days, and the moisture was almost dried, and it should be able to be processed, but Zhang Feng was not in a hurry, and there was one last thing to do, that is, to remove the epidermis from the roots.

So Zhang Feng came to the utility room, took out a firewood knife and walked out.

However, seeing some curly knives, Zhang Feng shook his head, ready to take it to the whetstone and sharpen it for use.

As long as in the countryside, almost every household has a whetstone next to the water pipe, the whetstone is almost made of sand, and there are uneven fine sand on the sand, so that the sharpened knife is sharp and the effect is the best.

After wetting the firewood knife and whetstone with water, Zhang Feng held the back of the knife in both hands, and the blade was placed obliquely on the whetstone, and began to sharpen it with a bang.

After repeating this for dozens of times, the originally blunt wood knife became sharp again, emitting a sparkling cold light.

As the saying goes, sharpening a knife is not a mistake for a woodcutter, and with a sharp firewood knife, Zhang Feng began to remove the skin of the roots of the tree, as well as the rotten parts.

"Brother Madman, are you chopping wood?" Suddenly, the little duck ran in with a pack of spicy strips, and asked with a smile when he saw Zhang Feng.

"Yes, I don't have any firewood to burn at home, so I have to burn the roots!" Zhang Feng smiled and teased the little guy.

"Oh, madman, you're so lazy, won't you go and pick up a little in the woods?" Hearing Zhang Feng's words, the little guy asked rhetorically.

"My leg hurts today, can you go and pick it up for me?" was despised by the little guy, Zhang Feng couldn't help but want to laugh, but he continued to tease the little duckling.

"Oh, I don't, I still have to do my homework today. The little guy quickly shook his head.

"Then I'll help you with your homework, how about you go and help me collect firewood?"

"This ...... This...... What should my dad do if he finds out?" Hearing Zhang Feng's suggestion, the little guy asked with some emotion.

"Your dad knows, it's a big deal and you'll be beaten, anyway, you're not afraid of pain if you have thick skin!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Oh, I don't!" The little guy finally knew that Zhang Feng was really teasing himself, shook his head and went to the side by himself.

After a while, the little guy ran under the big cypress tree, and he was very happy when he saw the swing, and immediately wanted to climb up, but unfortunately Zhang Feng used his height as a reference when he sat down, and the little guy couldn't do it with his buttocks.