Chapter 180: Farm Life

When I woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock. Lao Dao and San Lang have already finished eating.

Lao Dao took a cup of tea and lay on the rocking chair under the old longan tree, drinking it leisurely there, humming a few words of unknown singing in his mouth, but San Lang was nowhere to be found.

Seeing Le Lang get up, Lao Dao suddenly glared at him angrily and said: "Young people don't have ghosts all day long until seven or eight nights, they should come back early, and they don't think that there is a child at home, fortunately I am here, otherwise what will I do with you?" ”

Le Lang listened, silly and silent, and let him nagging and reading. If you ignore this old man, it's okay for him to talk to him, and he is more energetic than anyone else.

"Where's Saburo?" Saburo asked Lao Dao with a toothbrush.

"Just now, a group of boys came over and called him to play, and he didn't look at it for a while, and he didn't know where he had gone."

"Oh," Le Lang replied, brushing his teeth.

"By the way, how did you and Naruto find that treasure?" Le Lang asked Lao Dao while brushing his teeth.

As soon as he talked about the treasure, Lao Dao was furious, "Don't say it, I think most of that thing is fake, I went to the Mochizuki Tower with Naruto and searched for several days, and almost dug up my junior sister's temple, but I still couldn't find any trace, and in the end I was scolded by my junior sister." ”

"Maybe that treasure won't be found until the full moon, isn't there a moon on the picture?" Le Lang spat and talked nonsense casually, regardless of whether there was such a thing or not.

He didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, Lao Dao's eyes suddenly lit up, patted the rocking chair handle and said, "Yes, why didn't I think of it?" Naruto's kid is also a fool, he only digs around there, and he doesn't even understand this bit of common sense. I think your head is better than his, otherwise, we will go to Mochizuki Rock to see the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and look for treasures by the way. ”

"We'll see when the time comes, shall we?" Saying that, Le Lang wiped his mouth and walked in, he didn't care about any treasure, in his eyes, it was simply full and had nothing to do.

"When the time comes, it's decided, the Mid-Autumn Festival is over. Well, I'm going to go back, I heard that your wife who hasn't passed the door yet, the Mid-Autumn Festival, is also going over. Lao Dao glared at Le Lang and said, seeing that he didn't react, his eyes rolled and he broke the news.

"Oh, don't they act?" Le Lang turned around and asked.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, of course, you have to take a break, where is the money earned. I still have something to do, so I'll go first. After saying that, he walked out in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

After Le Lang finished eating, he pulled the goats out to graze, and the female goat looked like she was about to give birth, and her belly was getting bigger and bigger day by day. The other two goats are getting bigger and bigger, both are about to be the size of the female goat, Le Lang originally wanted to sell the little male goat when it was bigger, and then change to another breed of goat to breed better. Later, he thought about it, so he simply kept it and bought a different breed of goat when he went to the market another day to prevent the inbreeding breed from degrading.

The turkeys in the yard have begun to hatch eggs, he hasn't seen much of the eggs laid by these turkeys, and he doesn't know how many they have laid, just let them hatch, but these hatched turkeys he plans to raise in the jade Ruyi space, and now there are more than 20 of these turkeys in the yard, only they are fierce, and if they go on, they will have to go.

And the eggs of those ordinary chickens and ducks are almost eaten by Lelang, anyway, there is still a group of chickens and ducks in the fruit forest, and there is no need to hatch chicks and ducks.

He drove the goats out to the grassy slope and nailed ropes to the ground with trees to prevent them from running around, while he walked back to the backyard and got busy.

In the backyard, the ballet is already ripe, and if you don't take it off, the ripe ballet will "flutter" down, and then fall to the ground and fall into a pile of mud, becoming the belly of the chickens and ducks who have been waiting silently below.

When he came to the tree, Le Lang drove aside the chickens and ducks who were eyeing under the bara tree, and he picked up the ballet with a basket. His family's ballet is five or six meters high, and the body of the tree is waist thick, and the ballet with the highest branch has to be kept for the chickens and ducks to enjoy because they can't be picked.

In the yard, the green trees are shady, the fish in the pond are fat, and the fruit trees in the yard are fragrant. Pavilions, green bamboo, and white lotus weave into a wonder. It's hard to imagine that this yard, a year ago, was overgrown with weeds and a dilapidated scene.

In fact, Le Lang has a wish, that is, to make a hundred fruit wine, but the fruit of brewing a hundred fruit wine has to be planted by himself, and now Le Lang's jade Ruyi space has collected a large number of fruit trees, but it is still far from the number of hundred.

Climbing on the tree, picking the bale, a strong ballet smell emanates from the ripe bale, smoking, which can't help but remind Le Lang of Shakya, the taste of the jakya is a bit the same as the bale, but it is sweeter than the bale, compared with the bale, Lelang prefers the taste of the shakya.

After picking the bale, Le Lang put the balat into the jade Ruyi space, and he wanted to make some ballet into ballet wine to see how it tasted.

Making fruit wine is far less complicated than people think, and it is usually just a matter of chopping up the fruit you want to brew, putting it in a bottle, and filling it with water. If the sweetness of the fruit is not enough, then you should put some rock sugar, which is theoretically better than white sugar. You don't even need yeast to make fruit wine, because most fruits are self-fermenting, such as bananas, apples, etc., as long as they are kept at the right temperature.

One thing to note is that it is best not to use tap water to make fruit wine, that thing is too buried, it is better to use well water or mountain spring water. It's best to choose a better fruit, don't stink and rot, otherwise the brewed thing will definitely be disappointed.

Some people like to use rice wine to make fruit wine, although the brewing process is relatively fast, and it is not possible to say that the brewed fruit wine cannot be drunk or anything, but in fact, this has lost the original natural taste of the fruit, and some things in the fruit have been diluted and destroyed by the taste of rice wine.

After Le Lang finished picking the bale, he picked up a hoe and hoeed it in the field. In this weather, the grass grows wildly as soon as it rains, and there was a light rain last night, and when I woke up today, the grass obviously jumped a lot higher. He turned over the potato fields, picked up the sugar cane leaves from the sugar cane field, and went back to the paddy fields.

The seedlings in the paddy field have grown up, and they are very green, which is very gratifying, but they look much smaller than the seedlings in the jade Ruyi space, and the seedlings in the jade ruyi space have grown taller, at least twice as tall as the ones outside. Le Lang put some water into the paddy field again, and now his yard is basically watered with water from the jade Ruyi space, and he didn't see that those vegetables and fruits grew so well.

After a busy morning, seeing that it was not early, Le Lang went to cut the pumpkins on the greenhouse in the courtyard, these pumpkins are all a big hug, although he has used them to feed chickens and ducks, but he can't feed them every day, he has to change the taste. Now he has several large pumpkins in his house. The last time Shenmin, Lao Qi, and Lao Liu came over, he kindly asked them to bring some back, but he was unanimously despised by them, and he didn't send pumpkins to anything, and he didn't give them a mouthful. Is there still a lot of this thing in the countryside, just find a place where there are a lot of them, and the old six families planted some of them, which are used to feed pigs, but they are not as big as the Lelang family.

Le Lang saw that he had no choice, so he had to fry a pumpkin ball from time to time, make a pumpkin pie, or make a dish and eat it himself. Sometimes a lot of things are not necessarily good, like now there are more longans, some are sold for a piece of five pounds, and some look so cheap, no one may buy them if they pick them, so they don't pick them at all, so they let them rot on the branches.

The little piggy playing in the backyard saw Le Lang running over and arched his feet, looking very excited. With the help of the little porcupine, the little guy made himself a nest in their nest, and he was not afraid of being stabbed by porcupine thorns. Now this little guy seems to have become the leader of the little porcupine piglet, and wherever it goes, they follow it, like a bodyguard, and I don't know where this little guy got such a big charm.

The pig said hello to Lelang, and then ran crazy in the yard again, and the chickens and ducks in the yard didn't peck it when they saw it, and they were strange.

Le Lang put the cut pumpkin in the house, and when he came out, he saw San Lang running in in a hurry. San Lang ran to Le Lang's side, took a mineral water bottle, and said to Le Lang in a stinky fart: "Uncle Ah Lang, Uncle Ah Lang, look, look, I caught something." ”

Le Lang took a look, it was just a few small loaches, but he still had to give a little encouragement, so as not to hit the little guy's positivity, "Well, San Lang is awesome, where did you catch it?" ”

"Caught in the ditch over there." Saburo said and pointed out of the wall.

Le Lang looked in the direction pointed by San Lang, he remembered that there was a small ditch over there, but it was far away from here, how could this little guy run there by himself. Thinking about it, he couldn't help frowning. At this moment, I saw Shi Dan walking in with a group of little children, all of them dirty, and some of them were still covered with mud on their faces.

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