Chapter 21: Boring Days

The location of Yang Wenhua's shop, in the countryside of Lantian County, is surrounded by poor farmers, not far from the creek, there are still some large forests, and further away are the mountains.

After Cui Yuan left a few days ago, no one has been here.

Yang Wenhua stood on the roof, boringly shoveling snow into the pool.

A snowfall the night before froze the bamboo poles that were used to divert water.

Fortunately, the pool is connected to the iron bucket with an iron pipe, and the heat is conducted, so that the pool is not frozen, otherwise Yang Wenhua's advanced equipment will be scrapped due to the weather.

Although there is still a lot of water in the pool, it is necessary to take precautions, and when the pool is dry, if it does not thaw and there is no snow falling, it will be funny if you need to carry water up at that time.

After filling the pool, Yang Wenhua came to the vegetable greenhouse.

Leaning against the wall, a circle of bamboo film was built, a two-meter-wide vegetable greenhouse, and the land inside had been preliminarily turned over by the two brothers Yang Dayang, and now the two of them are sorting out and leveling the land inside.

Many green shoots can already be seen emerging from the nursery plot made earlier, and transplanting can begin in a few days.

There are no melons and fruits, all green cabbage and cabbage and other things, and it is so troublesome to let Yang Wenhua pollinate artificially.

In the outside world, there is nothing to do with Yang Wenhua, after the foundation of the house outside is laid, another layer of floor is filled, and when it encounters snow, it stops.

has to wait for the start of construction next year, and seeing Yang Gui's busy joy, Yang Wenhua will completely let go.

After turning around, Yang Wenhua was about to go back to sleep.

Yang Sanmei, who went out to find grass to feed the horses, happened to come back with a small backpack on her back, saw Yang Wenhua, and shouted: "Brother, let's ride Xiaohong to play."

The mother said that if Xiaohong didn't take out to ride, it would be abolished, these days, every day is delicious and delicious, and the buttocks are round. ”

The Xiaohong in Yang Sanmei's mouth is the jujube red horse that Yang Wenhua seized from the Zheng family's housekeeper, which is a three-year-old stallion, but Yang Sanmei gave Yang Wenhua a name that made Yang Wenhua complain, Xiaohong.

Yang Sanmei has a special love for jujube red horses, and every day she carries a small backbrush out to find some grass to feed it, and snow is no exception.

Yang Wenhua helped the third sister take off the back basket, and while walking towards the stable, he said: "Don't go out to find grass in the future, there is still snow on the ground, how cold it is, and there is no grass outside now." ”

"Xiaohong likes to eat, and it's good to be able to eat two bites." Yang Sanmei muttered.

Yang Wenhua has a little headache, Yang Sanmei is not big, but she is a little stubborn.

led the horse across the stream, Yang Wenhua first hugged Yang Sanmei, and then turned over and sat on the horse behind Yang Sanmei, and the horse whip patted lightly, so that the jujube red horse jogged.

"Drive, drive."

Although Xiaohong was just jogging, Yang Sanmei was excited, holding the reins of the horse with both hands and shaking vigorously, constantly shouting and urging.

Xiaohong heard the urging sound, and the reins of the horse that shook quickly on both sides of her neck, in a wild place, gradually quickened her pace.

Yang Wenhua hurriedly stopped Yang Sanmei and said, "Don't, don't rush it, run slowly." ”

Yang Wenhua was a little frightened, not to mention that Yang Sanmei had never ridden any horses before, but Yang Wenhua was just able to ride, and he didn't even dare to say that he could ride.

If this makes Xiaohong let go of running, something will happen.

After getting along these days, the four members of the Yang family and Yang Wenhua gradually became familiar with each other, and the other three felt that Yang Wenhua was quite easy to get along with, and Yang Sanmei was only a good brother to Yang Wenhua, and she was not afraid of him at all.

"Brother, don't be afraid, Xiaohong can run steadily, drive, hehe, hehe~."

This is a runaway.

The jujube red horse continued to speed up, Yang Wenhua's face became darker and darker, and he vowed never to ride with Yang Sanmei again.

After running for half an hour, Yang Sanmei's voice was a little hoarse, which slowed Xiaohong's speed.

As soon as he stopped, Yang Wenhua hurriedly dismounted, and after coming down, he felt that his legs were a little disobedient, but he didn't feel pain, but he was a little weak, and he was completely frightened.

Yang Sanmei sat on the horse, a little high-spirited, looked around, and asked Yang Wenhua who was standing on the ground, "Brother, where is this?"

"I don't know, you can play slowly by yourself, I'm going back." Yang Wenhua replied angrily, and turned around and walked towards the road from which he came.

Hearing that Yang Wenhua wanted to go back by herself, Yang Sanmei suddenly panicked, after all, she was only a teenage girl, turned the horse's head, drove the horse to Yang Wenhua's side and said, "Brother, come up and go back together, I won't play anymore." ”

"You ride by yourself, run so fast, I don't want to ride with you, I'm scared, dinner can't be done, let the eldest mother make dinner today." Yang Wenhua kept walking forward and said a little angrily.

As soon as she heard that Yang Wenhua didn't cook dinner, Yang Sanmei was really anxious now, she didn't think that Yang Chen's cooking was not delicious before, anyway, everything was cooked in a crockpot.

But after eating Yang Wenhua's fried dishes, I realized that the original food could be so delicious, and Yang Chen's time was limited after all, and he was still in the stage of learning and exploration.

If you don't cook, that's fine.

Yang Sanmei's eyes quickly rolled a few times, and said, "It's far away from here, maybe your feet are swollen when you go, and it hurts a lot." ”

Hmph, this kind of little trick, brother doesn't eat this set, Yang Wenhua thought disdainfully, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing that Yang Wenhua ignored herself, and when Yang Sanmei was about to continue to say something, there was a 'squeak' scream from the bamboo forest around her.

Hearing that the voice was a little weak, Yang Wenhua looked in the direction of the bamboo forest suspiciously, and after thinking for a while, Yang Wenhua walked towards the bamboo forest.

The intermittent 'squeak' sound guided the position, and after a while, Yang Wenhua came out with a black thing, the size of a puppy of ten catties.

This is a giant panda cub, two or three months old.

Yang Wenhua warmed the giant panda in his arms, and walked quickly to Yang Sanmei, while saying, "Let's go, go back, this panda is about to freeze to death." ”

"I'm not afraid if I'm dead, and the meat is delicious when I'm dead." Yang Sanmei, who was riding on a horse, looked at the giant panda that Yang Wenhua was protecting in his arms and licked her lips.

Yang Sanmei's words made Yang Wenhua stunned when he heard it.

This is a giant panda, what a rare thing, Yang Wenhua has only seen it on TV before, and his biggest wish when he was a child was to be able to raise one.

When I grew up, I knew that I was afraid that this wish would not be achieved, but I didn't expect this opportunity to come.

For Yang Sanmei, a foodie, he was lazy to take care of her, and after turning over and getting on the horse, he couldn't be afraid, and Yang Wenhua himself urged him to go quickly.