The water in the fish pond has been running for several days, the water has been changed again and again, and the sand and gravel in the fish pond have gradually settled to find their place to go, and even the aquatic plants have traces of growth.

Cheng Yangyang blocked the inlet and outlet of the fish pond with the bamboo strips that he had braided before, so as to ensure that the water could flow in and prevent the fish in the fish pond from escaping.

Her fish had been in the stream of the space for days, and it was time to come out and practice.

Taking advantage of the fact that the weather was not hot in the evening, Cheng Yangyang pushed the small bamboo raft into the pond, climbed up carefully, and slowly paddled to the middle of the fish pond with a stick, which was the first time she stepped on this small bamboo bed after the fish pond opened.

The four corners of the bamboo bed are supported by thick bamboo, and the most important thing is the stone under the bamboo bed, which cannot collapse, so she is very relieved to sit on it.

Looking at the sparkling fish pond and the empty shelves above the fish pond, she could already imagine the passion fruit growing on the shelf, it must be beautiful!

Cheng Yangyang lay on the bamboo bed, reached into the water, and quietly moved the fish in the space to the pond with the stream.

"How did you grow so fast!"

I haven't paid attention to those fish for a few days, but this time I realized that in just a few days, the fish has grown from two fingers wide to the size of a palm, this speed is terrible!

The fish were still a little reluctant to leave the stream in the space, and swam around her palms one after another, because there were still traces of the spiritual stream there.

They're too dependent on the water of the Spirit Stream, no! I'll have to let them touch this thing less in the future, and what if they grow too big.

After the seedlings were released, Cheng Yangyang turned over and rested for a while, seeing that the time was almost up, she had to pack up and go to class in the village.

Every time Cheng Yangyang came to class, Wang Erwa and Xiaohua Xiaocao arrived early, Wang Dashu still sat on the threshold and watched, sometimes helping to grind the ink, even last time she was everyone, he didn't say anything.

And other little ghosts sometimes come, sometimes help the family and don't come to the class, these Cheng Yangyang never say anything, and he will not make up for the little ghosts who have missed class.

"Come, the words we are going to learn today are related to water, let's see what is in the water", Cheng Yangyang sat down and began to class.

"Cheng girl, when do we still have work to do?"

Cheng Yangyang was in the courtyard for class, and the villagers gathered outside the courtyard began to chat again.

Maybe the freshness has passed, and the villagers were quite in awe of the class at first, and the children did recognize some words, but the more time passed, they didn't take the class so seriously.

The children have been learning for more than a month, and in addition to being able to write a few words and read a few sentences, they can't see any opportunity to test their fame, so they are becoming more and more casual.

"Not yet, Uncle Dashan, don't worry", Cheng Yangyang said to them a few times and asked them not to disturb her class, but it was useless, so she simply relaxed her heart, and occasionally responded a few words to make her class go more smoothly.

She wrote the words she wanted to learn today and pasted them on the wall, pointed them to the strokes with her fingers, and let them practice writing the rest by themselves.

......

Cheng Yangyang hadn't had a good meal for a long time, and since the porcupine had eaten it, she had been drinking porridge with wild leeks, and the matter under the mountain came to an end, and she stared at the mountain in front of her again.

She has lived in this thatched hut for a long time, even if she sleeps in the space at night, her ears listen to the movement outside, and she does not find any jackals, tigers and leopards out at night, and there are no footprints in the fish pond, she can basically be sure that the mountain is probably not as dangerous as she imagined.

Carrying her little hoe, Cheng Yangyang greeted the rising sun and set off again on Little Pig Mountain, which is the name she gave to this mountain, hoping that there will be pig luck this time.

Her previous path up the mountain was overgrown with weeds, and she scraped them with her hoe and cut them off, stepping on a path as she went.

His physical strength returned to normal and even more energetic, and Cheng Yangyang was more confident and faster than the last time he went up the mountain.

Before, she was dizzy from hunger, just thinking about finding something that could fill her stomach immediately, but this time she went up the mountain to see more things that could be cultivated and planted.

Vegetables or something, her vegetable plot can probably be complete, and the crops in the field are basically rice, in addition, what she needs to find is a slightly higher level of material culture, such as meat, fruits, etc.

Passion fruit is not a fruit that can fill the stomach after all, if you can find berries and supplement vitamins, then you can complete the most basic needs of the body.

Beyond the bushes at the foot of the mountain, she was once again in the real woods, the same as before, the canopy of trees blocking out the sunlight overhead, and only a few specks of light fell on the ground.

Plants around the trunk are usually short, clinging to the ground, unable to photosynthesize, and covered in layers of leaf litter, so they simply cannot grow taller.

Cheng Yangyang stepped on the dwarf plants on the ground, vigilantly around, and walked towards the woods little by little.

After a rain, the moisture in the woods had not yet dissipated, and there were ferns and fungi growing on the ground.

The vegetarian ones were half full of baskets, and the meat ones were still the same, so Cheng Yangyang was a little disappointed.

Before she knew it, she had passed through the grove, and when the sound of the wind blowing the leaves above her head became louder, she realized that behind the trees was a wider world.

Here there are fewer rocks, the ground under your feet is smoother, and a wide and distant land gradually extends upwards, and there are fewer fir trees in this land, and there are bamboos bent in one direction.

The wind blew, and a crack of bamboo cracking sounded around her.

Stepping on the rustling of dead leaves into the bamboo forest, the bamboo that fell to the ground blocked her way, and she either bent down or turned over and stepped over.

"What!"

In front of her, a small gray ball of flesh jumped out of a cracked bamboo knuckle, and before she could see clearly, it burrowed into a small hole in the ground.

Cheng Yangyang didn't care what it was, she excitedly pounced on the small hole under the bamboo, and picked up the dead leaves covering it, and below it was a small hole a little bigger than a fist.

She wanted to know what it was just in, but she didn't dare to reach in, what if it was a bite?

Cheng Yangyang glanced up at the sky, it was almost noon, but it was not hot under the bamboo forest, she decided to wait for the rabbit, she could not eat meat today, but she must figure out what that thing was just now.

She always had a feeling that it might give her a different experience and accelerate her path to riches.

Cheng Yangyang pretended to step on the dead leaves and left there easily, but in fact she was squatting not far away, drinking water and resting.