Zhang Zihao was happy, his little mouth opened and closed, and he seemed to be still talking to Mei Yangyang.

Zhang Yuanxiao looked at it, this person and a sheep got along quite well.

In the afternoon, the saplings arrived.

Because the weather was too hot, it was not good to take Zhang Zihao to the orchard in such weather, so the saplings were temporarily placed at home and waited for tomorrow to be planted.

Fortunately, this little sapling will not be bad if it is left for the time being.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Yuanxiao also prepared some special nutrient solution, and when the time came to plant small saplings, they could also be watered together.

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Qingshan Village woke up in the morning light, and Zhang Yuanxiao walked on the road to the orchard with a burden on his shoulders.

At either end of the pole are two large baskets, which are full of small saplings.

He walked slowly, and because of his tall stature, it was easy to overlook the small figure beside him.

Zhang Zihao was wearing short-sleeved shorts, a small straw hat on his head, and the sneakers he was wearing were replaced by a pair of children's rain boots to prevent dirt.

He held some small shovels and other tools in his two small hands, humming.

"Tired or not?" Zhang Yuanxiao asked?

The child raised his head, revealing a small face with a slight bruise, a shy smile, and bright eyes, "Dad, I'm not tired." ”

Zhang Zihao is not only not tired, on the contrary, he is so happy and happy, because he can plant saplings with his father.

"Okay, then it's almost time to hold on."

It didn't take long for the father and son to arrive at the orchard.

"Let's plant it here, dig a pit first, and then ......" Zhang Yuanxiao explained the process of planting saplings to Zhang Zihao one by one, which is actually not complicated.

"You're in charge of this piece, and Dad is in charge of this piece, okay?"

"Okay."

Next, Zhang Yuanxiao let his son play, and he began to plant it himself, preferably while the sun was not so hot.

Planting, planting, he couldn't help but look back at his son.

I saw the little guy squatting on the ground, digging a pit with a small shovel in both hands, it took a lot of effort, after digging, he estimated it again, and seemed to feel that the size of the pit could accommodate the small sapling, so he got up, and took out an osmanthus sapling from the big basket with a small body, put it into the pit, and then held the sapling with one hand, and began to fill the soil with a shovel with one hand.

He didn't speak the whole time, and he did it very seriously.

Zhang Yuanxiao knows that Zhang Zihao is such a character.

After planting a plant, Zhang Zihao was very satisfied, and dug the pit again......

In this way, with the cooperation of father and son, finally at nine o'clock, all the osmanthus and loquat saplings were planted.

"Hao Hao is awesome!" Zhang Yuanxiao did not hesitate to praise him.

Zhang Zihao also smiled, although his smile was shy, it was brighter than the sun.

Following his father down the mountain, Zhang Zihao couldn't help but look back at the osmanthus he planted.

Dad said that the osmanthus will bloom next year, and Dad will also keep bees and bees will make honey.

I don't know what osmanthus nectar is, it should be very sweet.

Zhang Zihao is looking forward to next year......

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Qin Song has been very irritable lately, and he has a calm face all day long.

Lately, Widow Lee has been dangling beside him and talking about giving birth to a son.

Many times, Qin Song almost couldn't help it, but he thought of his wife Xu Lele again, and thought of what Zhang Yuanxiao said that day.

At this time, Qin Song's family had just finished eating, and the old couple went to the supermarket in front to watch, Xu Lele was washing dishes.

Twelve-year-old Qin An helped clean up the desk and began to write homework.