Zhang Wolf took his son and little sister to play in Golden Snake Ridge for a day, and only returned to Xilong Villa in the evening.

"Dad, shall we go to Golden Snake Ridge tomorrow to play?" His son Zhang Qi has not played enough, and before going to bed at night, he still thinks about continuing to go to Golden Snake Ridge tomorrow to drive an excavator to play.

"Tomorrow, Dad will take you to the mountains to harvest rice, okay? You can play with Lao Hua's son!" Zhang Wolf touched his son's head.

"Okay! Okay! Old Flower must miss me! I'll bring delicious food to Old Flower and Old Flower tomorrow!" The child was not qualitative, and his attention shifted quickly, as soon as Zhang Wolf said that he would go to the Valley of the Mountain God to find Old Flower to play, Zhang Qi immediately left the matter of driving the excavator behind.

The rice field next to the swamp of the Sanshen Valley was occupied by a group of chickadees, and Zhang Wolf snatched back ten acres of rice fields from the mouth of the the year before last to plant the Sanshen rice.

The rice field there was originally a spiritual field built by the mountain god, although the original spiritual array in the spiritual field was destroyed by time, but the chickadees who lived in the rice field for an unknown amount of time left a very valuable wealth to the rice field.

Their dung, after a long period of fermentation, makes the rice field fattened and oily, and the aura in the rice field is also well preserved.

When they reached the realm of Zhang Wolf and Tang Feifei, eating ordinary food could no longer satisfy the consumption of the body, so Zhang Wolf occupied the rice field and tried to grow the real Linggu Mountain God Rice here.

For these mountain god rice, Zhang Wolf worked hard, and finally built a land temple in the rice field, which always exudes divine power and is used to drive away the chickadees, and the land here has also been combed by Zhang Wolf with the breath of incense over and over again.

Zhang Wolf has never seen what Linggu looks like, but after more than two years of exploration, under the urging of incense at any cost, the rice in the rice field of Shanshen Valley has changed a lot, and the Shanshen rice planted in Xilong Villa is one and a half the size of ordinary Northeast rice, and the rice grown by Zhang Wolf is twice as large as the rice in Xilong Villa.

The aura content is also several times more than that of the rice in Xilong Villa.

"Is the mountain god rice ripe?do you need me to help?" Tang Feifei heard the conversation between Zhang Wolf and his son, and asked casually.

"Okay! It just so happens that we haven't played with our son for a long time! You have a day off tomorrow, let's take our son to the Valley of the Mountain God to harvest rice, and by the way, we will have a good day with our son!" Zhang Wolf said with a smile.

Tang Feifei is the president of Taoyuan Town Fude Hospital, after more than a year and nearly two years of development, Fude Hospital has made a name for itself around Lingyun City, many people have traveled thousands of miles to Taoyuan Town to find Tang Feifei to see a doctor, and now Tang Feifei is much busier than Zhang Wolf.

Even Zhang Qi didn't rest at home for a few days, and went to work in the hospital after the full moon, and Zhang Qi was basically brought up by Zhang Wolf.

"Well, I'll make a call and make arrangements!" Tang Feifei nodded gently.

"Okay, great! I'll go and tell my little aunt that tomorrow my father and mother will accompany us to the Valley of the Mountain God to play!" Zhang Qi happily got out of the quilt and jumped on the kang, wanting to get off the kang to find the little sister.

Don't look at Zhang Qi's usual sensible and independent appearance, but after all, he is only a child of more than a year old, and he still hopes that his parents can spend more time with him.

"Okay! Lie down quickly, don't catch a cold! It's not too late to go and talk to my little aunt tomorrow!" Zhang Wolf hurriedly held his son down and stuffed him into the bed.

"Qi Qi is good, hurry up and go to bed, my mother will definitely find more time to accompany you in the future, okay?" Tang Feifei touched her son's hair and kissed her son's face.

"Well, I'm very good, I'll go to sleep, and my mother will often play with me in the future!" Zhang Qi nodded vigorously and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, husband, I've been busy with the hospital for the past two years, neglecting you and my son!" Tang Feifei grabbed Zhang Wolf's hand apologetically.

"Fool, do we still need to say these things? You don't stay home every day? That is, you work during the day, isn't this a normal thing in an ordinary person's home?" Zhang Wolf reached out and rubbed Tang Feifei's hair.

"But, your son is so old, you are all alone!"

"If you feel indebted to me, you can make it up to me later!" Zhang Wolf looked at Tang Feifei's sexy lips with a smile.

"There is nothing else in your mind except for this!" The old husband and wife, Tang Feifei naturally understood what Zhang Wolf was referring to, and said with a red face.

One night, the next morning, after breakfast, under the urging of Zhang Qi, Zhang Wolf and Tang Feifei took their son and little sister to set off from the Valley of the Gods.

Autumn is the most beautiful and colorful season, with red wild fruits hanging on the branches, verdant leaves gently swaying, and golden wildflowers on the hillsides blooming in their last glory.

In the past, Zhang Wolf liked the autumn mountains and forests the most, because there were too many things to eat in the autumn mountains and forests.

A variety of ripe wild fruits waft with a charming aroma.

Pheasants, hares, and roe deer are the fattest when they are roasted over the fire, and they are moistened with oil, and they are called fragrant when they are eaten with a little salt.

The son rode the gold, the little sister rode the big flower, and the group of four people was very fast, and they arrived at the Valley of the Mountain Gods in an hour.

"Lao Hua! Lao Hua! I've come to see you! Do you miss me!" Zhang Qi shouted loudly as he rode on the gold.

"Whew!"

The howl of old flowers could be heard in the distance.

Soon Lao Hua ran over with a half-sized tiger.

This is Lao Hua's third child.

It has also become difficult to reproduce the presbyopia that evolved into a spirit animal, and it has only given birth to such a one in more than three years.

Speaking of which, this little tiger is still a species with a big flower, and it is a half-spirit animal from birth.

After all, the old flower that has become a spirit animal, other tigers are no longer worthy of it, but the poor tigress Xiaohua, who is more than four years old, is still alone.

In the entire Xilong Mountain Range, there are about seven or eight tigers, but they can't look down on any of the small flowers that they admire.

Just like the old flower, it's not that the spirit animal doesn't deserve it.

In fact, it's not just a matter of not being worthy, ordinary tigers see small flowers and old flowers, and only shivering is left, how can it be hard, let alone breeding.

Let Tang Feifei look at her son and little sister, Zhang Wolf took the sickle to the rice field to harvest rice.

There are thousands of acres of rice fields next to the swamp, and Zhang Wolf only occupies ten acres of land, and the rice fields in these ten acres and the rice in the rice fields next to them are completely different.

From a distance, it is all golden, but when you get closer, you will find that the rice of the ten acres of rice fields planted by Zhang Wolf can be said to stand out from the crowd in thousands of acres of rice fields, and they are also golden yellow, and Zhang Wolf's rice is yellow and shiny.

Sparkling in the sun, the ears of rice are also much larger than those of the rice in the rice field next to them.

After all, one is born and raised, and the other is carefully cultivated by Zhang Wolf, which is definitely different.

The are also very knowledgeable, and they know that the rice planted by Zhang Wolf is better than the rice they plant, but these ten acres of rice fields are shrouded in divine power, and the can only fly around the rice fields greedily, and dare not take half a step.