In the valley of wine in the early morning, the air is moist, and the freshness that lingers on the tip of the nose makes people feel refreshed.

In the mountains and forests approaching late autumn, the wind brings a thin and cool chill, and most ordinary people have changed into long sleeves, and in the mountains and forests that are several degrees colder than the urban area, people can't help but shiver.

Jiang Hua is used to getting up early, and as soon as the sky is polished, he gets up to wash.

She exercises all year round, and even bathes in unheated spring water in the cold winter.

Mother-in-law Sandao is also an idle person, she relieved for a night, and the next morning led the wild monkey king, carried a hoe, and led the monkeys to check the growth of the wine bottle grass.

Back in the deep mountains and forests, the spirit of the whole person is different. The only thing that was a little uncomfortable was that Jiang Hua was worried that something would happen to her and accompanied her in the wine valley. With the breath of one more person, the mother-in-law of the three knives felt uncomfortable.

Early this morning, Sandao's mother-in-law muttered to Jiang Hua to go back.

Jiang Hua didn't listen to this old child.

didn't refute her words, just ran to the tool room, and also carried a hoe, and went to help Lin Zeng clean up the wine valley.

When Lin Zeng first returned to Qinghe from Beijing, he took the time to sow a batch of seeds of wine bottle grass and various fruit trees in the back valleys.

The growth rate of wine bottle grass is not slow, Jiang Hua checked it yesterday and found that they grow a little crowded, and when the wine bottle grass continues to grow, it is not conducive to the growth of bottles, as well as the placement of raw materials for winemaking.

Therefore, she just took the space to transplant seedlings today.

Ever since Jiang Hua knew about the wine-making ability of wine bottle grass, he liked this plant in his heart.

The perishable fruit is brewed through the colorful wine bottle of wine bottle grass and transformed into mellow liquor, which is really the best partner of the farm for Jiang Hua.

These fruit wines, as long as they are kept in a cool and dry environment and unopened, can be stored for a long time.

Perishable lychees, longans that are easy to pass the season, bananas that rot quickly, can harvest hundreds of catties of peaches at a time......

Jiang Hua, who likes to plant, will face fruit rot from time to time during the fruiting period of fruit trees, and she has no special cold storage, sometimes she may not be able to find a buyer in time, and it is common to see the flesh rot.

This year, with the plant drying room and the bottle grass, the situation is well solved.

She no longer cares about wasting ripe fruits, as long as she converts them into long-lasting fruit wine and preserved fruit, which are more popular with other customers than fresh fruits.

Therefore, in fact, Jiang Hua often drove to the wine valley to pay attention to the growth of wine bottle grass, and she helped with many heavy jobs and tasks that could not be completed by the three-knife mother-in-law and the monkey.

In fact, Jiang Hua definitely spends more energy on the wine valley than Lin Zeng.

Spend a morning transplanting a piece of fragrant wine bottle grass into the right place. Jiang Hua patted his dirt-stained hands, picked up his hoe, and prepared to go back to dinner.

She exercises a lot and gets hungry faster.

After working for a long time, the belly was already rumbling and protesting.

She walked back to the first valley and saw a group of monkeys crouching in the field where the wine bottle grass was grown, their heads bowed, and the monkey paws pulling at the small weeds on the ground.

"Mother-in-law!" Jiang Hua put down the hoe, but did not find any trace of the mother-in-law of the three knives, raised his voice, and shouted at the wine bottle grass planting field.

In response to her, it was not the voice of the three-knife mother-in-law, but the howl of the wild monkey king at the top of his throat.

Jiang Hua followed the sound to find it, and among the wide leaves of the wine bottle grass, he found the bright and shiny three-knife bun of the three-knife mother-in-law.

Next to the mother-in-law, there is not only the wild monkey king squatting beside her, but also several adult wild monkeys, each of which has a bunch of fruits of different varieties in front of them.

I don't know if it's an illusion, these adult wild monkeys, when they saw Jiang Hua coming, their round eyes stared at Jiang Hua as if they saw a savior, and their monkey faces had a pitiful expression.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

Before Jiang Hua could say anything, the Wild Monkey King, who was squatting beside Sandao's mother-in-law, stood up straight, grabbed a bamboo branch with its leaves removed in his hand, and slammed it towards the feet of a wild monkey.

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt funny.

Isn't this wild monkey king's posture like a parent who teaches children?

There is a kind of bamboo broom in Haixi Province, which is tied together with thin bamboo branches, and in the past, every household in Qinghe had this kind of broom. The elders of the family, when they meet a naughty baby, they pull out a thin bamboo branch from the bamboo broom, teach and beat, the bamboo branch hits the body, the skin does not hurt the bones, the skin is red, and it hurts hotly, and it is jokingly called noodles by adults.

The wild monkey, whipped by the monkey king, "squeaked" in pain, jumped on his feet, jumped up like a fire on the ground, grabbed a yellow-green orange from the pile of fruits in front of him, staggered to a fragrant wine bottle grass, and threw the yellow-green orange into the colorful wine bottle with the mouth open.

That's how the monkeys make wine.

Under the supervision of the wild monkey king "bamboo branch noodles", the pile of fruits in front of the wild monkeys was classified and put into different wine bottles.

After completing the task, they walked up to the three-knife mother-in-law who was peeling peanuts, as if they had forgotten the lesson they had just learned, and each monkey grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into their mouths happily.

"Mother-in-law, don't treat monkeys like this, right?" Jiang Hua couldn't figure out what the three-knife mother-in-law did, the monkeys were naturally wild, why should they be so domesticated?

Mother-in-law Sandao drooped her eyelids, glanced at Jiang Hua, shook her head and said, "You gluttonous ghost is still young, you don't understand." ”

After that, he didn't explain the reason, picked up the peanut basket in his hand, and greeted "monkey".

The Wild Monkey King seemed to be holding a "Shang Fang Sword", waving a thin bamboo branch majestically, and followed the mother-in-law of the Three Knives back to the house together.

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At Jiang Hua's farm, after tossing the breakfast of the female mantis and the golden retriever, Lin Zeng also started a busy day.

The pastoral life in many people's imagination is accompanied by wild flowers and grasses, rich melons and fruits, leisurely leisure, clear starry sky, and extraordinarily beautiful.

But in fact, the busyness of rural life often makes urban people with illusions feel miserable.

Sowing and harvesting, fertilizing and watering, weeding in the scorching sun, cleaning the chicken coop, cultivating the land, and finding work every day to consume time.

Lin Zeng sprayed some water on the lavender field, and in the blink of an eye, an hour passed.

He stood in front of the villa in thought, touching his chin, and his mind flashed through the information entries of urban breeders he had once seen.

What plants can solve the trouble of watering?

As he receives more and more information, his way of thinking is getting closer to that of a breeder in a different world.

"There is no problem that plants can't solve"

This famous sentence from a five-star breeder has gradually been practiced by Lin Zeng.