"We're going to pull the cage and feed the crabs!" Snowball nodded. For the rest of my life, I also worried about snowballs.

This hateful guy, this ability is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know if this future is a good thing or a bad thing?

Hey, I hope it doesn't get into any trouble, why do you think it's getting farther and farther away from the dog's performance?

The dog, the black shell, is not as great as its skills, and it is fierce, at least 100 more than a sheepdog.

And Xueqiu, in fact, admires the master the most. Because a few days ago, the owner could knock a pigeon in a hurry to stun with a single leaf, and it could not do it anyway.

Then, it also practiced hard, through daily activities, as well as more than ten years of ginseng soup given by the owner, its daily physical energy capacity, of course, is also improving by leaps and bounds.

Today I jumped in the air, and there was a gorgeous harrier turning over in mid-air, and that action could be completed. I remember the last time it bit off a pigeon in mid-air, and it didn't know how to do it, but now, it can actually stop in mid-air.

After an emergency stop in the air, do one of the rest of the movements, either go up and raise it a little higher, or the harrier turns over, and then flies sideways or pulls up, which has more cushion than in the past.

In this buffer, it can have more chances of winning! So today's snowball is really different from what it used to be.

Good guys, if you grow up for another half a year, then it's okay! 100 highly trained black shells, that's far from its ability and combat effectiveness!

But its identity is kept secret for the rest of its life. I always say to anyone that it was sent by a friend, a foreign string of seedlings, and nothing else, I don't understand it, and I don't know it.

Otherwise, if it's a purebred steppenwolf, that guy, can you pay it back? Don't make a fuss?

Drive home. Uncle Village, who sells bowls of old friend noodles and snail noodles. Yu Sheng asked, "Master Liu, how many boxes are there?" The uncle straightened his apron and stretched out five fingers.

The rest of his life smiled lightly,

"Then I'll take care of it, and you can close the stall." Master Liu nodded, and a touch of black silk chrysanthemum appeared on his cheeks.

He put on disposable gloves and took out a simple plastic carton, 3 boxes of old friend powder, and 2 boxes of snail powder.

5 servings of various seasonings, and 2 packages for the rest of the life were handed over! Yu Sheng nodded and smiled and took it, and walked away in the opposite direction from Master Liu.

I remember the time I bought old friend noodles for the rest of my life, I bought several bowls of noodles, and I was very used to each other. And for the rest of my life, I also like to eat the taste of this old friend noodles, as well as snail noodles, which are so authentic.

The plastic packaging in the shopping mall food store is not as delicious as the uncle's cooking, especially the sour bamboo shoots and capers, which are more pure than the taste of the shopping mall.

The rest of his life not only likes to eat, but the whole family also likes to eat him, and the rest don't like to eat, especially love to buy him, as long as he makes it, they all love to eat, and they all love to eat, and they are full of praise.

Master Liu is in Huaihua Village, and he has been alone for many years, and he speaks with a little Liuzhou accent.

It seems that he came to Huaihua Village later, but he doesn't like to talk to anyone so much, and no one knows his specifics.

The scale of his flour making is not very large, but it is just a small workshop that makes this at home. I don't do it every day, I only make 50 bowls of old friend noodles and 50 bowls of snail noodles, and I will leave when I sell them out.

This is an old man with a lot of personality and professional ethics, and he sells his craft. The rest of my life parked the car.

Seeing that her mother was picking loofahs, the flowers of those loofahs were still very luxuriant, and the little loofahs were stubble after stubble, Xiuzhen stepped on a pickle jar, and tried her best to hook the loofahs in the sky, picking up the adult sticks and getting them down little by little.

"There's enough in the basin, come down!" He worries about his mother. And see clusters of wild bees, surrounded by loofah flowers, and at his ears

"Buzz". When I turned my head, I saw that in the corner of the loofah shelf, there were more than 10 small beehives.

"Wow, yes, there's wild honey?" The rest of his life couldn't help but sigh. Because he knows that this kind of wild honey is also very valuable, and it is about 300 pounds to sell to the kind of big pharmacy in Yuxian County.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer chickens in the village, and I don't know if it is suitable or not, so I have to change industries to make money. When you think of Qingxiu Mountain, there should also be wild bees, or your own orange orchard on the slope of Qingxiu Mountain, as well as plum orchards, is there also wild honey nearby?

The thought kept surging through his head. Snowball had already jumped out of the car, and for the rest of his life he was holding a pheasant, the colorful feathers, shining, very showy.

All of a sudden, Fang Fei ran over.

"Baba, hug!" Just wanted to pounce on his father's lap, when he saw the bird, Fang Fei's eyes straightened,

"Baba, is this the pheasant mentioned in the picture? Oh no, it should be a pheasant? Fang Fei blinked, touched the beautiful feathers on its body, and asked.

The rest of my life turned over in my mind, is it a pheasant or a pheasant? Because of his daughter's inquiry, he was unsure.

Yu Hai smiled on the side and grabbed the white: "Child, pheasants are not as beautiful as pheasants, so we are pheasants." ”

"Oh, so will it fly?" Fang Fei kept asking. The rest of his life hurried to report.

"He's injured, he can't fly at the moment, and he will be healed when the injury is healed!" Yu Xin also came over,

"Now this kind of small animal is really getting rarer."

"Yes, it has a wound on its neck, and when it is healed, let's release it!" Yu Haishun was in the grocery shed, and he smiled and took out a cage.

"This is still the cage for Yu Fang when he raised rabbits, let's make up for it for the time being." The pheasant was put in a cage.

Hanging under the loofah rack, the pheasant is also a relatively proud bird, although it is not injured, but it is also strong and upright, spirited, and does not look injured at all.

But the rest of his life had an idea. He took out the military pot in the car, and brought another bottle of mineral water, only dripped a drop of spring water from Lingyu Mountain in the mineral water bottle, and then diluted it into a large jar with well water, and pricked a few small eyes on the cap of the bottle.

Ran to the ginseng seedlings. He wanted to open the plastic film and pour water, after all, this was the spring water of Lingyu Mountain that had been diluted several times, but he didn't expect that he was startled, and the ginseng seedlings had broken out of the membrane.

"Wow!" He felt incredible. He hurriedly and cautiously tore off the broken membrane, sighing.

"Look, how did you grow so fast? It's like going to the moon, infinitely alive and growing. Fang Xiangyi came out of the kitchen and saw that Yu Sheng was tinkering with ginseng again, so he preemptively told Yu Sheng about the strangeness of ginseng today!

The voice fell. She put the dishes and chopsticks away, and unpacked the snail noodles, and the smell of sour bamboo shoots suddenly filled the small courtyard.

Yu Sheng smiled happily, observed the ginseng seedlings, and couldn't help but admire.

"It's good, it's good." He sprayed the mineral water jar a few times on the ginseng seedlings, and all the 30 pots were torn off the film.

Suddenly he had an idea again.

"What happens if you spray it on an injured pheasant?"