The next day, Ye Ping got up early, thinking about going to the village to see a few young people who had been working these days. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable) A few people discussed, and waited for Ye Ping's house to be built, and then they would get together together.

After eating breakfast at home, seeing that it was still early, Ye Ping thought about clearing the vacant land of the peach forest where the house was built, when he was planning to clean it up last time, but because he suddenly encountered some things, he was delayed, and today he happened to do something while he was bored.

In less than two hours, the vacant land where the house was built in less than two hours was finally cleared.

After doing these trivial things, Ye Ping wanted to go to the farmland, wanting to see the growth of the plants, but as soon as he entered, the little squirrel chirped and greeted him, his little eyes were watery and a little shaken, his body was straight, and he seemed to be full of spiritual surnames.

"Hehe, I'm hungry. Ye Ping didn't wait to finish speaking, he touched the little guy's belly, the drum was tense, I went, looked at the four or five half-gnawed pears under the pear tree, and felt distressed, it seems that this little guy can't let it stay here. He forgot that the squirrel originally liked to eat young shoots and young fruits, and was busy picking up the little squirrel, but fortunately, Xiao Budian was already familiar with Ye Ping, but he was well-behaved.

"What's wrong?" Who knew that as soon as he took a few steps towards the gate of the farmland, the little guy made a fuss, chirping and beating from time to time, gesturing his little paws in front of Ye Ping, dizzy, this guy doesn't want to move the nest, but no, there is good food and drink in this farmland, which one is willing to come out?

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I promise I won't be hungry. Ye Ping heard footsteps not far away, it must be his mother coming, quickly put the squirrel on his shoulder, walked out of the farmland, and just saw Li Xiumin coming over.

"Hey, you didn't put this little creature in the field last night? "In the eyes of the people of Xiangyang Village, the squirrel is definitely a scourge, eating young shoots, tender fruits, especially serious damage to trees, a few years ago I saw it but to die, compared to rats are not much better. In the past few years, there have been fewer squirrels, no one has taken care of the mountains, and the annual hunting has been put on hold.

"It's okay, Mom, I'm watching, you see, I just said it, this little guy is not happy. As soon as Li Xiumin finished speaking, Xiao Budian grinned at Li Xiumin fiercely, Ye Ping knocked twice, and Xiao Budian drooped his head aggrievedly and chirped.

"Hehe, this little thing is quite elf. Li Xiumin helped the little little guy brush his hair, the little guy seemed to know that the person in front of him was his master's relative, and his tail wagged gently, making Li Xiumin laugh.

"Ping'er, this little thing, it's very fun, keep it. But it's better to keep it in our yard. The more Li Xiumin looked at it, the more he felt that the little guy was cute, Ye Ping smiled and nodded, don't say that this little guy is really a sycophant, one minute he said it was a scourge, and the next minute, fun, cute, these words all popped out, it was really a "talent".

"Mom, you just came back from the health center, why don't you go back to rest, you don't have to worry about things at home, you have your son to take care of it." "A few years ago, life once overwhelmed his parents, but now that he has the ability, he naturally doesn't want to let his parents suffer anymore.

"It's okay, I just want to see how the crops you have cultivated are doing, let's go, go in and see ......"

As the mother entered the field again, the watermelon seedlings had grown at this time, and it was time to press the head and fork the head.

A few days ago, Ye Ping heard his mother Li Xiumin say that last year, there was a lot of flooding on the riverbank, and only a few families planted watermelons this year. Ye Ping's watermelon is considered an early-maturing seed, and it looks like it is already green from a distance.

Ye Ping approached and looked at the egg-sized watermelons, the pattern was very similar to blue and white porcelain, neat and tidy, Ye Ping skillfully held the mud lump and pressed it on the main head to remove the excess forks. The melon seedlings grow very vigorously, the fertility is large, and other crops are not accurate, and the long ones are prosperous, and often do not bear many fruits. Only watermelons eat fat, which is just suitable, and the watermelons in the sandy land are full of red sand, which is more sweet than the melons in the general land, and it is delicious.

Thinking about the deliciousness of watermelon, Ye Ping paid attention to it and looked at individual bowls of watermelons, which could be eaten in less than ten days.

Ye Ping found some sticks and inserted them on the sides of a few bowls of large watermelons, and marked them so as not to get confused.

Some people feel that the sound of watermelon ripe is different from that of raw, in fact, it is mostly wrong, the sound of ripening is different from that of raw melon, but no family is waiting for watermelon to be ripe, not to mention that ripe melon is not easy to transport, but the ripe melon is light in weight, and the simplicity of the farmer does not mean stupid. Seven or eight medium ripe, it is a good time, this melon can not only listen to the sound, but also look at the fibrous roots on the edge of the melon bellflower, the fibrous roots shrink a little, and the melon can be picked.

Ye Ping clapped his hands, looking at the dripping water droplets of the dark blue melon leaves, this time it was still a little cool, fortunately, when planting melons at that time, it took up not much land, not even an acre, and it was quickly done.

Then Li Xiumin took Ye Ping to observe some other plant crops, and saw that they were all similar to this watermelon, and the growth rate was several times faster than in previous years, which was very strange, but when I thought that what my son said was a high-tech cultivation method, I didn't care about it.

"My son is really good, it's only been two days, and these crops have been cultivated like this. Li Xiumin touched the back of Ye Ping's head and looked very relieved.

Li Xiumin took Ye Ping out of the farmland, she turned around, looked at her son, and suddenly said, "By the way, Ping'er, what kind of dew are you looking for in Ruifeng Mountain?

"Okay. Ye Ping watched his mother go home to rest, then fetched a pot of spiritual spring water in the well, and carried it into the village.

The fourth master was weaving a bamboo basket at the moment, watching Ye Ping come and greet him into the yard with a smile, and the fourth grandmother patted her white-faced hands and took the fruit. Ye Ping resigned again and again, but the fourth grandmother was very kind, and finally grabbed a handful of pecans.

"Fourth master, my mother asked me to send you some jade well water, this is a good thing, my father's illness can be stabilized, it all depends on this thing, my fourth grandmother is not in good health, after drinking this water, I guarantee that there is no problem." Ye Ping said and took out the pot of spiritual spring water and put it on the stone table, took a sip of tea, and found a small stool to sit next to Ye Siye.

"What, you said this is ......" As soon as he said this, Ye Siye seemed to have noticed his slip of the tongue, and quickly changed his expression, just looked at the pot, and said with a smile, "This kid, why don't you think about his fourth grandmother when you think about everything." ”

This sudden change in expression, although Ye Ping couldn't understand what Ye Siye was thinking in his heart, he could also guess that this Ye Siye must have some understanding of this "jade well water", otherwise he would not have shown a surprised expression after hearing him say this.