Chapter 67: Flowering
"After a while, you won't be able to catch these things, so it's better to take advantage of this time to make more money."
"Also, while we make money, we should also pay attention to the ecological environment, wait for the spring after the year, and see if we can develop the breeding, so that we don't have to work hard in the wild."
In modern times, not to mention the field chicken, snakes and other things are cultivated.
Even crocodiles and snapping turtles are farmed, and wild ones can't be eaten, but farmed ones can be eaten, and they are quite popular.
It's just that Song Xi thinks these things are strange, and she doesn't dare to eat them.
She only eats ordinary things, such as chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cows and sheep.
Several people listened to Song Xi's words and nodded thoughtfully.
Song Xi is really a very thoughtful person, like a guide in their life.
Just listen to her, yes.
"Song Xi, we all listen to you." Zhou Ping said firmly.
Sheng Jiahe also nodded again and again, "What you said, we will think about it carefully." ”
A few gay men ate with their bellies open, and the plates were clean.
I couldn't even see a little oil flower, and my belly was all bulging, and I leaned back on the chair lazily.
Zhou Yi kicked Zhou Ping's foot, "Wash the dishes and chopsticks for a while, otherwise don't come to eat with me again in the future." ”
He and Song Xi cook together, so the rest will be left to the three of them.
He won't let these people come to him to be uncles!
Although Song Xi didn't eat much, she was quite full, she walked back and forth in the yard to eat, and as she walked, she walked under the grapevine in the corner.
Song Xi found that there was a faint fragrance under the grape trellis.
She looked up and looked up, and found that the grapes had bloomed.
The flowers of the grape are small, spike-like, pale yellow with some yellowish-green color.
This......
That's an exaggeration, isn't it?
She just poured the water of the spiritual spring, and before she could prune the branches and cultivate, she actually bloomed.
Could it be that the grapes can ripen once before winter?
Song Xi was a little unexpected, hoping that Zhou Yi wouldn't think too much about it at that time, otherwise she would really be difficult to explain.
Song Xi brought a small basket, picked some ripe plums, and brought them to Zhou Ping and them.
Let them take some back to their families when they leave.
Although Song Xi didn't go out of his way to get to know Zhou Yi's three friends, he also knew something from Zhou Yi's words.
Zhou Ping, Mo Jiaxiang, Sheng Jia and the three of them are all common big families, so the population is quite large.
Filial piety in this era is 'parents are not separated'.
So there are many families, bright and undercurrent, full of contradictions.
But the elders prefer to keep each child in their own hands.
Let the child be tortured, but he just refuses to break up.
She didn't see the tiredness on the faces of Zhou Yi's friends, she only saw their enthusiasm and joy in making money.
It seems that no matter what kind of environment, it can't stop their enthusiasm to make money.
After breakfast the next day, Zhou Yi took Song Xi to the mountains to recognize mushrooms.
There aren't many mushrooms that don't rain, but there are still some.
Song Xi was held by Zhou Yi in one hand, and a bamboo with a length of one and a half meters in the other, for fear that he would bump into it on the mountain.
After all, there are a lot of stones on the mountain, and if you hit it, you will suffer yourself.
"Daughter-in-law, this nest of mushrooms is edible."
Zhou Yi peeled off the dead branches and leaves, found the mushrooms hidden inside, carefully picked one, and said to Song Xi.
"Okay, I got it." Song Xi stared at the mushroom and looked straight ahead, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of the mushroom that could be eaten forever.
After looking at it for a while, she looked for it next to her, and didn't grab the nest of mushrooms with Zhou Yi.
There aren't many mushrooms, and some of them grow here and there.
If you take it seriously for a few hours, you should be able to eat a few meals.
Song Xi was picking elsewhere with a small basket, and after a while, his hands were covered with mushroom juice and became dirty.
Song Xi was about to pick a leaf and wipe it when he looked up and saw a snake in front of him raising its head.
Frightened, she exclaimed, dropped the basket and turned around and ran towards Zhou Yi.
"Brother Yi, there are snakes."
Zhou Yi stretched out his long arm and scooped Song Xi up, "Don't be afraid, my husband is here!" ”
This sentence instantly calmed Song Xi's panicked heart.
It was as if there was no sound in the whole world.
Only Zhou Yi's deep and moving voice, Song Xi sat on Zhou Yi's arm.
I saw Zhou Yi's long arm wave, and he pinched the snake's seven inches.
Then put the snake into a special back basket, and as soon as the lid was closed, the snake could not escape.
Anyone who can catch snakes will carry such a back basket, after all, some snakes can be eaten, some snakes can be medicated, and it can be regarded as a treasure.
Seeing Zhou Yi easily subdue a snake, Song Xi exhaled lightly.
It seems that in the future, you will have to prepare two bamboo sticks when you go up the mountain, so as not to encounter snakes again, and no one will 'save' her at that time.
"Daughter-in-law, is your husband amazing?" Zhou Yi looked up at Song Xi who was sitting in the crook of his arm, reluctant to put it down.
I didn't expect the little daughter-in-law to have such a moment when she needed herself.
It made him feel that there was a little sweetness in the air on the mountain.
"Brother Yi, let's hurry up and pick mushrooms!"
Song Xi blushed in embarrassment.
He didn't like her, what did he do to her charm, she didn't dare to be sentimental.
There may not be many mushrooms in the mountains, but sometimes there are other people who go up to the mountains to pick some mushrooms to eat.
To avoid bringing a bad influence to Song Xi, Zhou Yicai reluctantly put Song Xi down.
As soon as his feet touched the ground, Song Xi hurriedly ran over to pick up the small basket.
The two went elsewhere to pick some mushrooms and went down the mountain to go home.
But before I arrived at the door, I saw Aunt Zhuhua of the village chief's family standing in front of the door with a small basket.
"When did Aunt Zhuhua come, have you been waiting for a long time?" Song Xi didn't care about Zhou Yi and walked towards Wu Zhuhua quickly.
"No, no, I've just arrived." Wu Zhuhua said with a smile, and when Song Xi walked in front of him, he handed over the small basket in his hand, "Wasn't yesterday the Mid-Autumn Festival?" We went to a relative's house, and we came back with some oranges over there, which is quite far away, and it was dark when we came back, otherwise we would have brought you oranges last night. ”
Wu Zhuhua also explained why he couldn't come to visit Song Xi for the first time during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After all, Song Xi is Xiao Tao's life-saving benefactor, and he should come to visit his life-saving benefactor during the New Year's holidays.
"Aunt Zhuhua, you are really too polite, you leave the oranges for Xiao Tao to eat, I am such an adult, how can I grab something to eat with children!"
Song Xi refused, mainly because she had all kinds of fruits in the supermarket.
She can eat it whenever she wants, and she really has no shortage of fruits.
And Aunt Zhuhua rarely eats fruit once a year, but they sent it to her, which made her feel good.
(End of chapter)