Qingling smiled and said, "Don't worry, we have a lot of strength, and we can pick all the ripe pomegranates in the morning." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs for jujubes, it's not too late to pick them after the farm is busy. "The persimmons are even later, and they turn red after the frost falls.

"Okay!" Qingling said, and the two dogs were relieved.

They played into their usual spirit of division of labor -- the light children went up the tree, climbed on the branches, picked one and threw one down, and the big ones stood under the tree, stretched out their coats and pockets to catch the fruits.

"When his pockets were full, he poured them into the basket. Qingling pointed to the back basket on the side, suspecting that the back basket could not hold a pomegranate from a tree. I had to do this first, and go back to find out if there were any free baskets in the house.

The children worked together and did a very happy job, and they didn't need her to be in town at all, Qingling explained to the two dogs, mainly to remind them to be careful, the pomegranate branches are relatively brittle, the branches are broken, and it is a big trouble for people to fall and be injured.

The second dog waved his hand: "Sister Yingfang, even if you are busy, we know how to do it." "In the past few years, they have climbed this tree a lot, and it is as familiar as their own backyard, and it can still go wrong.

After Qingling, go to the backyard to feed the chickens, and clean up the chicken coop by the way.

"Coo-coo-coo......" When the two pheasants saw her, they knew that they had something to eat, and happily spread their claws and ran over.

Bibimbap is also an indescribable delicacy for pheasants that have never been eaten before. At least you don't have to wander around the yard looking for food.

"No wonder you're fat. Qingling sighed amusedly. Eat, eat, slaughter you for the New Year, stew mushrooms, roast on the fire.

Squatting in front of the chicken coop, he smiled and watched the two chickens grab food for a while. When I thought of killing chickens for the New Year, I was already married, and I had a little fever at the base of my ears.

Get up and find something to do.

The osmanthus tree is blooming thickly, and both of them are rare osmanthus in this area, looking from a distance, like a fluffy spark. It's unbearable to pick it up.

As soon as they stood in front of the osmanthus tree, the two dogs ran over and said that the pomegranates had been picked.

"So fast?" Qingling dusted off her trouser legs, she really didn't care about being shy now, and followed Ergouzi to the front yard.

A basket full of backs, plus a pile on the floor.

"Sister Yingfang, we have all counted, there are a total of seventy-five in the basket and forty-eight on the ground. There are about thirty or fifty more on the tree, and they haven't been picked if they are not red. ”

Seventy-five plus forty-eight, there are one hundred and thirty, and the two dogs should be given thirteen of them as agreed.

With a wave of her hand, Qingling asked each of the seven children to carry four home.

It's more than doubled.

The children were overjoyed, smiling and praising Qingling's beauty.

Qingling: "...... "Wouldn't it be beautiful if I gave you a few less?"

"Take it home and eat it with your family, don't sneak around and eat alone. Qingling admonished, for fear that they would continue to wander outside after this point, and they would be found missing at home, so they might be in a hurry.

"Hey, I see!"

The children replied in unison, and then, with the fruits of their morning's labor, feeling completely different from the previous sneaky picking, they raised their feet to the base of the wall, and looked at the posture and wanted to climb over the wall.

Qingling had a black line: "The door is open!

"Hey, hey, hey...... Get used to it!"

The children giggled and saluted her, and ran out of the house.

Qingling lifted the back basket, seventy-five pomegranates, at least fifty or sixty catties, obviously unable to carry it, so she simply went into the house to find an idle cloth bag, along with a small pile scattered on the ground, picked out twenty-four large pomegranates with no injuries and no scars, in short, very good appearance, and planned to send them to Xiang Gang. He is the most qualified to taste the fruit of his family.

Twelve of them were selected from the second batch, and this was for the senior brother's family.

The rest are the secretary's family, the president's family, the second uncle's family, and Feng Meiqin...... Counting with my hands, there are about six or seven households to send. But it doesn't need more, each family sends six according to the situation.

Mrs. Shu also took two of them, together with brown sugar mooncakes, which was regarded as a Mid-Autumn Festival gift. is not married, and she has not broken off her relationship with the old Shu family, if she doesn't say anything during the New Year's holidays, she will only be poked in the back.

In this way, there are only about a dozen left for myself and my master and wife, and I have enough to try them, and I also have Mid-Autumn Festival offerings. Anyway, there are still fruits hanging on the trees, so I will pick them when the farm is over.

wanted to send a package to the provincial capital, Qingling simply asked the master to help her ask for half a day off, carried half of the basket of pomegranates, and ran to the county post office in a hurry.

Luckily, she caught up with the post office and was heading for the provincial capital, Qingling secretly stuffed a pomegranate that she kept for herself to eat for the familiar post office staff, and bothered her to hurry up to complete her package.

If you catch up with this trip, you don't have to stay in the county for three days, and maybe you can catch up with the festival.

Two boxes of pomegranates, which were tightly wrapped, were successfully shipped out of the car and transported to the provincial capital on the same day.

Three days later, in the evening, Xiang Gang received a love package from Qingling.

"What is this? It looks small, but it's heavy. Wu Kui happened to be with Xiang Gang, so he took it curiously and checked it.

Xiang Gang didn't know, but as long as it was sent by that girl, he liked it.

"Gangzi! Go back to the dormitory so early, go play ball!"

Along the way, a comrade-in-arms invited him to play, but he shook his head and declined.

"Hot face sticks to people's cold butts, right?" Yu Guanghui passed by and answered quietly.

After that incident, this guy was completely torn with Xiang Gang's face. But whenever Xiang Gang is there, he can always hear his yin and yang strange cheers.

Everyone didn't understand at first, but after listening to Meng Bolin and Qin Yiyang's explanations, it suddenly dawned on them: daring to love is the failure of pickling girls, and the reason is blamed on Xiang Gang.

For people like Yu Guanghui who have a red flag facing the wind at home, but still want to wave colorful flags outside, everyone is very disdainful in their hearts, this is no longer a matter of whether they have a good personality or a violent temper, but a problem with their style. But because there is no evidence in this regard - it is not clear whether Du Yafang wrote to Yu Guanghui, but Yu Guanghui definitely did not write to Du Yafang, because he did not ask Du Yafang's address - without evidence, he could not reflect it to his superiors, at most he had a layer of reaction to this person in his heart.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Yu Guanghui raised his chin arrogantly, snorted, swept the package in Xiang Gang's hand from the corner of his eyes, and strode to the cafeteria.

"Villain's behavior!" Wu Kui spat at Yu Guanghui's back, "This kind of person, it's right to ignore him, the more you ignore him, the more embarrassed he is." ”

"Forget it, let's go back to the dormitory. Xiang Gang couldn't wait to find out what the girl had sent him.

"Gangzi, there are some good things for me, I still have something to do, I'll go back when I'm done!" Lin Dabing stood on the corridor on the second floor of the administrative building, and rushed to just squeeze his eyebrows.

Xiang Gang raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, he didn't know what to send, in case it was the clothes, shoes and socks that the girl made for him, could it be that he would leave some for him?