Chapter 7: The Immortal Flying Thorn

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After saying goodbye to Lu Xu, Rayong walked out of the teahouse alone.

At this time, the time is not yet ten o'clock, and it is the time of sunshine.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding luxury cars, Rayong's ordinary family sedan looks particularly conspicuous.

Rayong sat in his car, looking through the window at the plaque on the door of the teahouse. I probably won't come to this kind of place in my life, right?

The melancholy was only for a moment, and Rayong's mood instantly brightened again.

660,000 arrived, and the farm finally had hope. Here, what does it have to do with yourself?

Rayong happily called up the online banking, transferred 660,000 yuan to his mother's account, and then reversed the car to leave the parking lot, and was about to speed up to leave, when someone suddenly knocked on the car window.

Turning her head, Lu Caomei's beautiful face appeared outside the car window.

She was hunched over, half-propped up in the car, and was smiling at him. It was probably hot outside, and one of the buttons on the military uniform was unbuttoned, revealing a white skin on her chest as she leaned over.

Luo Yong's eyes suddenly couldn't take his eyes off.

"What's the matter?" Rayong was stunned, then came back to his senses and slowly opened the car window. He couldn't figure it out, why did Lu Caomei find herself at this time?

It stands to reason that the deal is over, and there is no need for the two sides to contact each other again.

"My dad said that if you can raise flowers like this, you must be a master of raising flowers, can you teach me to raise flowers?" Lu Caomei smiled and said something that surprised Luo Yong.

"Looking at Mr. Lu's appearance, the level of raising flowers is obviously not low, why don't you just ask him for advice?" Rayong didn't believe her at all. He hadn't forgotten the middle finger she had gestured to the door. If she is a good girl, she will have a ghost.

Although the beauty is good, she must be able to absorb it. This girl's status is too high, and she is still a soldier, so she can't afford to provoke her. Besides, he's only eighteen years old, if he's a Lori, he can still play and cultivate, so forget it.

With that, Rayong moved his foot to the accelerator and prepared to drive away.

"Wait!" Lu Caomei grabbed the car door with both hands and stopped Luo Yong's movements, "When my grandfather sees that pot of 'General Bi', he will definitely want to meet the person who raises flowers, why don't you leave a communication number for me!" ”

As she moved, the murder weapon on her chest was squeezed, making people wonder if the buttons on her chest would be loosened, and the whiteness of the neckline was more conspicuous.

Luo Yong's heart flickered again, and he scolded the goblin in his heart.

Hurriedly reporting a combination of numbers and letters, Rayong stepped on the accelerator and fled.

Lu Xumei stood up straight, standing in place, and the sweet smile on her face instantly converged. She squinted in the direction of Rayong's departure, her eyes were very sharp.

She raised her hand and entered a string of numbers and letters into her address book, which was exactly the same as what Rayong had just reported.

A few seconds later, Rayong's watch shook, and he subconsciously clicked on it to see that it was a message: "Brother Shepherd Boy, I remember you." ”

Rayong's left hand holding the steering wheel shook, and the body jerked away, almost rushing into the green belt.

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In the afternoon, the sun is getting harsh and the temperature is getting hotter.

The sun was shining through the car window, and even though Rayong was wearing short sleeves, he still felt a little hot.

In order to drive, Rayong wore sunglasses, and people who didn't know him could never guess his age.

"Hiccup~" involuntarily burped, and Rayong subconsciously touched his bulging belly.

At noon, I gave Aunt Xu chrysanthemum tea, and I was left by the enthusiastic Aunt Xu for a meal.

Thinking of the bowl of rice that was filled with meat and vegetables before, and then touching the stomach that was too much to support, Luo Yong felt that he should not go to Aunt Xu's house to eat in the future, otherwise sooner or later he would be fed into a ball like her son Sun Peng.

Taking advantage of the free afternoon, Rayong went to the farmers' market and flower market, and spent half the afternoon scouring through all the flower seeds and vegetable seeds he could buy, ready to take them back to sift through and see which ones were suitable for planting on the farm. He is now rich and willing to spend money.

After all, it is only now that the farm's financial problem has been solved, and if you want to turn the farm around, you have to find a suitable profitable project for the farm, and you can't only grow one crop as before. Although it is simple to manage, it is not wise to withstand even a little risk.

After sweeping around, Rayong ran to the parking lot several times before putting all the big bags and small bags into the trunk.

After doing this, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and thinking that it would take another hour and a half on the way back, Rayong did not delay any longer and hurried to his home.

When I got to the farm gate, it was almost four o'clock.

There is also a kilometer of road from the gate of the farm to the house, and farmland is on both sides. Rayong drove all the way to find that most of the grain in the field had already been harvested and piled up on the side of the road, waiting for the grain truck to come and drag them away. I believe that in less than two days, the harvest will be over.

Looking at these grains, Luo Yong did not have a trace of joy in his heart, but felt ironic. This is really a modern version of "there is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death". The ancients all knew that the grain was cheap and hurt the peasants, how could modern people be worse than the ancients?

With a sigh in his heart, Rayong said hello to his father, who was busy in the operation room, and drove home.

Rayong's home is a two-entry quadrangle, the front yard is mainly used for office, usually not used, and daily living is in the backyard.

Rayong parked his car in the front yard, picked up his big bag and walked to the backyard.

At this time, He Xiu was holding a watering can to water the flowers and plants in the yard.

When Luo Yong saw it, he smiled and said, "Mom, did you receive the 660,000?" Isn't the farm short of money? Pad first. ”

He Xiu sighed and said with some emotion: "It's useless for your parents, and you still have to solve the economic problems of the farm." In this way, I will keep 200,000 yuan, and you can take the rest back. Your dad gave you the task of developing new crops, and there were a lot of places to spend money. ”

"Mom, don't do that." Seeing his mother's face, Luo Yong hurriedly persuaded, "We are a family, and it is only natural for my son to make money for his parents." With so much money earned, it's time for us to celebrate. ”

"Yes, it's time to celebrate." He Xiu's eyes were red with emotion, but he was still smiling on his face, "I'll make a good meal in the evening, and we will celebrate together as a family." ”

That night, the family gathered under the tassel tree and celebrated. He Xiu even brought out the good wine that was not easily taken out, and the family had a good drink.

Probably too happy, Luo Zhixiao rarely got drunk, and finally hugged Luo Yong and said that his son had a chance, and the farm was saved again. Luo Yong couldn't cry or laugh, but he also really felt the pressure in his father's heart.

A person as calm as his father would lose his temper like this, so you can imagine how much pressure he was under before. Now that the farm problem is half solved, the remaining half has an idea, so it's good for my father to vent it.

After eating, He Xiu helped the drunk Luo Zhixiao back to the room, and Luo Yong also went back to the room by himself.

Pushing open the door, before he could enter, Rayong was stunned.

A small gray-black mouse, not yet the size of a palm, with half a biscuit in its mouth, was crawling forward along the edge of the desk, and at this moment it was obviously frightened by the movement of Rayong opening the door, and looked up at the door vigilantly.

Rayong stood there, staring at the little mouse.

"Squeak!"

The little mouse's eyes were so wide that he couldn't even care about half a biscuit in his mouth, so he threw down the biscuit and ran to the windowsill. The window on the windowsill had a slit open, and it was from there that it climbed in.

At this moment, the cactus ball "Xiao Cui" on the desk suddenly moved.

I saw a flash of white light in the air, and I only heard a "poof" sound, and a white immortal thorn pierced the back of the little mouse, only half of which was exposed.

The little mouse screamed louder in pain, turned around and wanted to get around the cactus, but for some reason it suddenly twitched, and its speed slowed down a lot.

The white light flashed, and with a "poof", there was another white thorn on the back of the little mouse, and the blood flowed out along the wound, sticking to the fur, which looked shocking.

Again, the speed of the little mouse slowed down a bit.

Rayong watched this scene dumbfounded.

It was a dramatic turn of events that was beyond his imagination! "The Secret of the Faun" only wrote that plants and trees can evolve with magical powers, but it did not write that plants can learn to shoot darts!

He finally understood now that it was no wonder that it took two months to condense a little light of life, and no wonder there were seven hundred and forty-nine ways of supernatural powers of plants and trees, and sure enough, these were all reasonable.

This cactus ball is going against the rhythm of the sky!

Luo Yong just watched in a daze as "Xiao Cui" kept shooting flying spikes, suddenly, suddenly...... Until the baby mouse is nailed to death.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

At this time, the little mouse had already died, the fur on his body was pierced into a sieve by the white fairy thorns, and the gray-black fur was also dyed with blood and was half red and half black, and there seemed to be a little fear in those small eyes. What a tragic word!

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