The clouds didn't disperse, the drizzle still didn't stop, but the town came alive.

Children who have been dormant in the town for a long time have taken to the streets, treading water everywhere to play, and by the way, they go to the pools where the water level has fallen to touch the loaches and catch small fish.

The villagers were busy planting melons and beans around the yard and in the fields.

Although the sky is full of sky, life has to go on, and they have no choice but to plant some hope now and look forward to a good harvest in the summer.

The guests of the inn come and go, and they naturally have to grow vegetables for the rest of their lives.

After driving away the old beggar, the rest of his life shouted to Bai Xingxing and Fu Jian early in the morning, and told them to hurry up and have breakfast and go to clean up the vegetable garden.

"It's too early, isn't it?" Ye Zigao yawned, and he was listless when he was rich, and Bai was happy.

"What's the matter with the two of you?" Yu Sheng asked Ye Zigao and Fuyan, who lived together, "I don't know if people who like you still think that you two are working hard at night." “

The rest of his life bit a certain word very hard, and he understood it in an instant, and a mouthful of soy milk sprayed on Ye Zigao's face, making him white.

"What are you doing!?" Ye Zigao completely woke up at this time, glaring angrily at Fu Yan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Fu Nan hurriedly reached out to help Ye Zigao wipe it, and Ye Zigao didn't stop him.

The old beggar, who was sitting under the eaves outside the door, leaned against the door frame of the inn, poked his head in, "Like, really like, really like a pair." ”

"Go, go. Yu Sheng beckoned to chase him, "Retract your head for me, and then probe in, I'll wash your face." ”

The old beggar hurriedly retracted his head.

When Yu Sheng chased him in the morning, the old beggar had already learned how to wash his face for the rest of his life, and the water was cold and biting, colder than washing his face with ice water in winter.

"Guys who don't know how to respect the old and love the young. The old beggar muttered, and by the way, he gathered the dragon's beard grass under his body.

This dragon's beard grass was cheekily brought by him after sleeping in the bunk.

Spread out outside the inn under the clean eaves that had not been wet by the rain, and then get a quilt, and smell the delicacies inside all day long, the old beggar felt that he had to give an account here for the rest of his life.

The only thing that displeased the old beggar was the lack of a bowl and a begging guy to eat.

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. The old beggar glanced at the plates of the inn, and was ready to go inside and pass by when there was no one in the lobby of the inn.

It would be impossible for him to spend another twenty times to buy one, the bowl from the last time had already used up all the old beggar's savings.

The two smiling faces don't have much money, and after being cheated by the expensive meals for the rest of their lives, they can't afford to repay the old beggar's twenty bowls of money.

But the old beggar had been addicted all night, and taunted the two smiling men so hard that they ran away without breakfast.

In the lobby, Ye Zigao had already pushed away the hardships, wiped the soy milk on his face, and then picked up the bowl and drank his breakfast.

As soon as he put down the bowl, Wuyun yawned and walked down the wooden ladder, "Little Er, give me a breakfast", as she spoke, she yawned again.

At this time, the black girl was not there, and Ye Gao's lustful nature was revealed again.

He stood up politely, took a breakfast and handed it over, "Why did the girl get up so early today?"

"Is it early?" Wuyun was confused, yawning, "What's early, I haven't slept yet." “

"Yo, then what have you been working all night on?" Ye Zigao said, and Fu Nan sprayed another mouthful of soy milk.

The old beggar talked again, "If you don't drink, let me drink, you scumbag, I..."

A cloud of water rushed over, but fortunately the old beggar hid quickly, otherwise his body would have been completely wet.

Wuyun looked at their farce in a daze, "Writing historical materials, I have to write them down with a pen while I remember them, otherwise I will forget some key points in the future, and I can only make up for it by my brain..."

Wuyun stopped and said to Ye Zigao: "You didn't hear anything, did you?"

The leaves are high and comprehend.

He sat in front of Wuyun, "Yes, yes, I didn't hear anything about the brain supplement, by the way, girl, I've been writing at the desk for so long, do you want me to press your neck?"

He put his hands out, "I'm professional. ”

Before Wuyun could agree, a basin of ice water was poured on Ye Gao's head, and after a while, they all left, leaving only Ye Zigao, who had not yet recovered from the cold.

"It's the one who gets you up early to work, not the one who accostes you. Yu Sheng said unhappily.

"No girl hasn't finished her meal yet, so I can't wait for a little. Ye Zigao said unhappily.

"No, I'll go back to bed after breakfast, you're busy with yours. Wu Yun waved his hand and said listlessly.

Yu Sheng finally pulled a few men out, put on their robes, and wore hats to the outside of the inn's backyard, and planted lentils under the fence around the house.

Now the fence is very monotonous, and when the lentil seedlings grow, the vines pull each other on it, entangled with each other, difficult to distinguish each other, full of all kinds of small flowers, it will be the most beautiful time, and so on, looking for a sunny and good weather, waiting for the lake to be flooded with broken gold, move a chair to sit next to it, read, practice calligraphy, how good and how good life is.

Listening to the rest of his life, Ye Zigao, who was working, stood up, "Let's get up in the morning, dare to love is to satisfy your sullen hobby." ”

"Get out. Yu Sheng urged him to hurry up and work, and he didn't want to take the opportunity to talk to be lazy, "Lentils are also a very delicious food." ”

In her previous life, when she lived with her grandmother, she used to plant some lentils in the yard.

When it was time to cook, her old man ran out in a hurry, picked some lentils in the yard and came back with an apron, pinched the head and tail, cramped and stripped the shreds, cut into thin strips, and then got out of the pot, put oil, and dried red peppers.

I drooled for the rest of my life.

Standing and waiting for the rest of his life to say how delicious lentils are the leaves of the three of them glanced at each other.

Bai said happily: "Needless to say, you can see that it is delicious by looking at the appearance of the shopkeeper." ”

The three of them worked harder, and Yu Sheng came back to his senses and said, "Lentils are best fried with mutton fat and chili peppers, and I will make them for you in the autumn." ”

As soon as I heard that I would have to wait until autumn, Ye Gao's motivation was withdrawn again.

Not only is there a fence in the yard, but the vegetable garden is also fenced.

The three of them also frowned on the narration of these fences, and it was not until the black girls in the inn that they all got up.

"Alright, the lentils are finished. After Bai Xingxing dropped the last seed, Yu Sheng clapped his hands, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Zigao was just about to go back to rest, and Yu Sheng said, "Now let's plant gourds." “

The gourd was planted next to the jujube tree, and the rest of his life made Bai happy that they had built a shelf, "I must plant a good gourd this year, so that I can keep it for wine." Yu Sheng said.

He had a wine gourd, but unfortunately he got drunk and threw it away.

After waking up, Shopkeeper Yu really regretted it for a while.

"Are you okay now?" asked Ye Zi, who wanted to be lazy at any time, after setting up the shelf.

"Don't worry, let's cut the spring leeks now. Yu Sheng led them down the hill next to the vegetable garden and came to a field near the lake.

Early leeks in early spring, late autumn in late woad.

The leeks in early spring are three-leafed, not more than five-leafed, and it is the time to cut the stubble of leeks.

The leeks planted in the inn are near the lake, the water is sufficient, so the leeks are very fresh and tender and watery, and when they are cut, they are fragrant, whether they are stir-fried or dumplings, they are soft and fresh, fragrant and moist.