Wen Xu got up in the morning, stretched his waist gently, and before he got out of the bedroom, he heard Zhuo Yiqing on the bed open his eyes and say, "Where is my little bird?"

Turning his head, Wen Xu looked at his girlfriend and said, "Why did you get up so early today?"

Zhuo Yiqing looked at Wen Xu and said, "I went to bed at nine o'clock last night, where can I sleep?" After speaking, he opened his mouth and yawned, sat up from the bed, stretched his waist, and lifted his feet to the bed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wen Xu hurriedly took two steps, went out of the bedroom, took out the little owl that was put in the space last night, and put it in the place where Zhuo Yiqing put it last night.

Zhuo Yiqing walked out of the bedroom, came straight to the bird's nest, took the bird's nest to his hand and said to Wen Xu, "Where's the meat?"

Since yesterday when she hugged the little bird's nest, Zhuo Yiqing seemed to be fascinated by the little owl, and almost didn't let go of her hands when she opened her eyes, and devoted herself to the great cause of feeding the night owls.

Wen Xu sighed softly, raised his feet and walked to the pot house, took out some fresh meat from the space, cut out a few thin shreds of meat, wrapped them in paper and was about to walk back to the hall, when he looked up and saw Zhuo Yiqing's family had already walked over with a bird's nest.

"Wen Xu, my little bird is a little cold!" Zhuo Yiqing said to Wen Xu while feeding the little owl.

"It's a bird, it has feathers on its body, it's so cold, and it's already early June, and you can swim in the river soon" Wen Xu said to her, and then whispered: "You have paranoia when you raise a bird!"

"I think it's cold, you look shivering!" Zhuo Yiqing stretched out his finger and stroked it twice on the little owl's body, still preaching eloquently.

Wen Xu had no choice, so he had to turn around and pull a broken towel from the small shelf of the pot house, which was the old hand towel that was used before, and was originally placed in the pot house to be used as a rag, so he pulled such a piece, and then handed it to Zhuo Yiqing's hand: "Give!"

"Why doesn't there be that kind of soft space velvet, it's really not good, cotton is fine, this broken towel doesn't look warm at all" Zhuo Yiqing pinched the towel with her fingers, put it in front of Wen Xu's eyes and shook it, and said very dissatisfied.

Wen Xu's head immediately hung a few black lines: "How can I have this at home, when you plant rice for cotton, you can ask those hairy children, if not, let them help you get some reeds, that play is warmer than cotton for birds."

"Go away!" Zhuo Yiqing didn't wait for Wen Xu to finish speaking, she immediately snorted, stretched out her hand and couldn't stop pushing the big dog head of the scum in front of her.

As soon as he lowered his head, Wen Xu saw when the scum came to the pot house quietly, came to Zhuo Yiqing's side, stretched out its brain shell, and looked at the little owl in the bird's nest with his eyes.

The scum screamed, even if the dog's head was pushed away by Zhuo Yiqing, the body still didn't move, let alone the body, the eyes on the brain shell still ran towards the little owl Chiguoguo in the bird's nest.

"Wen Xu, you let the scum go away!" Zhuo Yiqing, no matter how powerful she is, is a girl whose strength is impossible to consume over a scum such a big dog of dozens of pounds, and it is also a big dog with a dead face.

Wen Xu didn't say anything, he walked directly to the scum, and pinched the scum's dog head to the crotch of his pants, and this guy was honest, then reached out and knocked on its head, and moved it step by step towards the door of this pot house.

Wen Xu, who was early in the morning, suddenly had a little childlike heart, and just like that, the scum was caught by the master Wen Xu at the gate of the courtyard.

Before Wen Xu could pull the latch of the door, he heard Old Man Chi's voice coming from the door: "Wen Xu!"

Wen Xu took two quick steps and opened the latch: "It's here!"

"I saw that your door didn't open, and I thought you were too busy and woke up late last night" Old Man Chi saw Wen Xu standing at the door, and smiled and made a little joke about Wen Xu.

Back in the village, the old man's mental state was significantly better, and the whole person seemed more energetic than in the city.

"No, didn't Da Lei give an owl yesterday, Yiqing has to feed it in the morning!" Wen Xu said as he began to prepare for the run.

The scum has no heart and no lungs, and his memory doesn't seem to be very good, and he was caught by Wen Xu at the door and immediately forgot the little owl in Zhuo Yiqing's hand, and as soon as the door opened, he came to Old Man Chi and sniffed it, and then ran away without a shadow.

"When will you plant rice in your field today?" the old man followed Wen Xu to the way to the door, and the two runners, one old and one young, chatted nonsense without a word while making preparations.

"Let's wait until we finish breakfast, and then we'll see how many people come," Wen Xu said.

As soon as I returned to the village yesterday, Shi Shangzhen rushed over at dinner, and Wen Xu was talking about planting rice, and the division director who had divided a small plot of land seemed to be very concerned about his 'ration field', and Wen Xu came to urge the rice planting as soon as he got home. Wen Xu had no choice but to start planting rice today.

"Inserted by hand?" asked Old Man Chi.

"Well, I think the machine can be plugged in, but Shi Shangzhen heard that the machine is not very good, not to say that he is asking for manual transplanting" Wen Xu stretched out his hands and bent down and pressed them directly to the ground.

Old Man Chi said: "Then the machine is plugged in."

"Forget it, let's still do it by hand," Wen Xu exhaled and said, "Machine transplanting is indeed not as good as manual transplanting."

The machine is dead, and each rice plant is generally deep when planted in the seedling field, but the roots of the rice are deep and shallow, long and short, and there are high and low places in a field, and the machine can not distinguish these small details, so the advantages of manual transplanting are still quite obvious, and the disadvantages of the artificial side are also obvious, that is, expensive! Not to mention the cheap machine, a skilled rice transplanter on the manual side will cost 150 yuan a day, and if you hire 10, that is 1500 yuan, think about how much you can earn from one mu of rice? If you hire someone to harvest it by hand, then one mu of ordinary rice is not enough to give the population fee, in contrast, it is natural that more and more machine rice transplanting is becoming more and more popular.

Now Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen want to use handicrafts here, that's because neither Wen Xu nor Shi Shangzhen are not masters who are short of money, and they don't care about these thousands of children.

Old Man Chi didn't ask much, and the two of them started running after five minutes of preparation. I went out of the village according to the original route, and as soon as I got out of the village, I saw a small stream appear at the entrance of the village, and the sound of rushing water could be heard two or three hundred meters away.

"When will there be an extra stream?" When the old man Chi left, there was no stream, and he was a little excited when he heard the gurgling stream, and before he finished speaking, he praised himself: "Hey! Look at this stream, it's so clear."

"The mountain spring on the mountain over there erupted again, and the water is still flowing quite violently, so it flows out such a small stream," Wen Xu explained.

"Let's run along the creek and listen to the mood of this flow," Old Man Chi took a handful of water in his hand, and then let go and looked at the meandering stream hidden in a patch of artemisia grass and said.

"Okay!"

So Wen Xu ran along the creek with the old man, and the old man was quite interested at first, but after running for about 300 meters, he had to argue and follow the same path.

The reason is very simple, it's early in the morning, running along the creek? The grass on both sides of the creek is obviously a little higher than the one next to it, almost above the knees, what else is there on the grass in the early morning except for dewdrops? Hundreds of meters down the trouser legs are stained with dew, which one is not uncomfortable?

Returning to the normal route, the two ran all the way to the greenhouse, and then began to mine the light shed, opening all the light sheds, the two of them were already sweating profusely, the muscles on their arms were fully exercised, and the effect of following the gym was no different.

"The old man is early, Uncle Xu is early"

"Good morning Uncle"

At this time, the greenhouse people in the village have already started a busy day's work, everyone catches insects and weeds, and almost all the strong work of the family is consumed in the greenhouse at the end of the day.

Out of the greenhouse area, Old Man Chi said to Wen Xu: "Why can't you kid clear the greenhouse? Look at the people and then look at you! I haven't seen your crops."

"I'm going to clean it up all by myself, don't do anything that day, I can't finish the work by breaking it into eight petals by myself!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

Old Man Chi thought for a moment and let out a sigh: "You kid is also weird!"

An old man and a young man ran while pulling, and returned according to the usual route, returning to the gate of Wen Xu's small courtyard, Wen Xu heard the sound of Shi Shangzhen and Zhuo Yiqing chatting in the courtyard.

"Urge, urge! This division director is really anxious, and I don't know what she is anxious about at that point," Wen Xu said cautiously with a wry smile.

The old man looked at Wen Xu and smiled and didn't speak, but when he saw Wen Xu pushing the door and about to enter the courtyard, he said: "By the way, I came back this time and brought some gourd seedlings, do you want to take a few to plant?

Wen Xu thought for a moment and said, "That's okay, you can just give me one each."

"Are there two seedlings missing?" Old Man Chi immediately said as soon as he heard that Wen Xu wanted one for each of them, two seedlings were planted in the ground, what if they died?

Where did Wen Xu think that he would plant 'death'? The conditioned reflex did not think of this aspect, and he seemed to be a little unhappy when he heard that the old man wanted two plants by himself, so he immediately opened his mouth and said, "Then let's have two plants each!"

"Okay, then I'll send it to you later, anyway, it's just a few seedlings, and it won't take long to plant them" After the old man Chi finished speaking, he trotted back to his own courtyard.

Wen Xu pushed open the courtyard door, and at a glance, he saw that Shi Shanghe and Zhuo Yiqing were now sitting together, and in the middle was the bird's nest with a little owl.

Wen Xu just doesn't understand, what's so cute and good about this little night owl, Zhuo Yiqing is a treasure here, and Shi Shangzhen is also a fan on his face.

"What do you want to eat for breakfast?" Director Shi, come along with you," Wen Xu said as he walked into the house, preparing to take a shower and start making breakfast.

Zhuo Yiqing said without raising her head: "I want to eat rice porridge with fried dough sticks, it would be better if I could have buns."

"Is the bun stuffed with pork or mutton?" Wen Xu had a lot of time to eat, and when he heard that his girlfriend wanted to eat these, he immediately stumbled without stumbling, and asked directly about the stuffing.

"One for each?"

"Done!" Wen Xu said, and went into the house.

The speed of the conversation between the two, Shi Shangzhen, who was sitting next to him, was stunned and didn't find a chance to interject, originally wanted to refuse, find a reason or something not to eat here in the morning, but heard not only fried dough sticks and buns, but also steamed buns not only have big meat filling, but also mutton filling, although the words of refusal have reached the mouth, but Shi Shangzhen was not willing to spit out these words, Wen Xu's craftsmanship is really not comparable to the average level of chefs in Shi Shangzhen's opinion, and now he is willing to leave when he hears the buns?