Chapter 611: I Don't Stop

"Eldest sister, let's eat wild leeks at noon, shall we?"

When Ding Xuewei sighed at the strength of the heroine's aura, Xiaofu Niu grabbed the corner of Ding Xuewei's clothes, and the coveting in her eyes made people cry and laugh.

Compared with the road before, she has really been wronged these days.

For so much time before, I played to my heart's content, and I raised the taste of the little girl.

"Leek dumplings, water celery pie?" The little girl Baba looked at herself, and she looked like she was going to play tricks if she didn't depend on her.

โ€œยทยทยท Okay. "I actually want to eat it.

There are many people who want to eat wild leeks at noon, or eat wild leeks in the afternoon, of course, the watercress is so tender, and there are more egg soups, scrambled eggs with wild onions, fried bean cakes, and cold celery.

Wild onions and leeks can be seen everywhere after spring, and no one deliberately plants them at all.

Watercress, water celery is even more, streams at the edge of the village, ditches in the village, can be seen everywhere.

The variety of wild vegetables that are often collected in spring and summer can be eaten not only in spring and summer, but also in autumn and winter.

After midsummer, the common wild vegetables are old, and the intake of two seasons in a row is also tired, and in winter, all kinds of dried vegetables and seasonal fresh vegetables echo each other, although not to the point of salivating when you see wild vegetables, but the wild vegetables in early spring are the most tender and delicious.

Even if you have to be with it for a long time in the future, even to the point that it affects your appetite when you see it, the wild vegetables at this time are impossible to refuse.

Especially after having oil and water at home, there is no shortage of gluttonous dried meat.

Not to mention how delicious the tender vegetables stir-fried in meat oil are, if you are not careful, the long-eyed journey of the villagers becomes a journey of collecting wild vegetables.

Although there are many people, they are not chaotic, whether it is wild onions, wild leeks, or watercress, water celery, as long as they reach it, they will be collected, and then how much will be replaced, and when they see the sugarcane, they are very satisfied.

"This grass is so tall!"

The women and children who didn't come yesterday had the same first thought when they saw the sugarcane forest.

The men glanced at the men, the men, and the men, who had entered the forest yesterday, and the men, Wu Lao, and others, focused on Ding Xuewei, who might say something.

Ding Xuewei was not frightened by this dense sugarcane forest that could not be drilled into it at all, but attracted the half-exposed sugarcane at all.

"It may be that the old cane falls, and the new sprouts start, year after year." The village chief followed her gaze and immediately said what was in his heart.

The layers of fresh sugar cane are plausible.

Ding Xuewei raised her gaze and looked at the old village chief for a few seconds, and then nodded.

"That's how it should be."

This has already shown the facts, and what else should be.

Pretending to observe for a while, she asked Boss Qiao to chop a few stout ones and take them away.

There are so many of them, and there is nothing wrong with trying them, and she did not hear from her grandmother about the special conditions for sugar cane cultivation.

Since it is not said that sugarcane must be cultivated in warm water, then this warm water will not be a necessary condition.

Under the backdrop of spring weeds and wild vegetables, Ding Xuewei's words made people feel quite reasonable, after the sugarcane, the crowd went all the way downstream, and not long after, the dark red color came into view.

In the real world, even if the cherries are rotten on the street, the price is still not approachable.

In her early years, she was fortunate enough to taste cherries that were not ripe enough, and she lost her affection for this fruit, which everyone liked.

Even though the local cherries occupy a lot of countertops in her own space supermarket, she didn't have the heart to grab a handful of them and eat a few until Xiaofu Niu looked good and happily took them to her own space to plant them.

Produced by the heroine's space, they must all be high-quality products, the taste, the sweetness, is simply not on the same level.

No, with the help of mountain eagles in pollination, a giant cherry tree that is fifteen meters tall and so thick that two people can only encircle it in their arms when they join hands is rooted in the space of Xiaofuniu.

The cherry tree in front of him, seven or eight meters high, with a waist thickness, really couldn't make Ding Xuewei feel anything strange, after all, the peaches in the space surpassed them.

Of course, for the women and children in the village who have seen too many giant trees in the dense forest, this cherry tree is not very prominent.

If there is no fruit tree that bends its branches, it really doesn't deserve a few more glances, and in the last year, they have seen the big tree the most.

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"This fruit looks no different from a plum!"

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"This fruit smells of plums!"

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"This fruit is definitely more produced than the peaches in the village!"

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"The wolves are fine so far, this fruit should be fine."

Gossiping, the women and children kept making noises, and the village chief and the men once again focused their eyes on Ding Xuewei's face.

If there is no 'reminder' from the two female doctors, what Ding Xuewei said must be to take it back and eat it slowly.

Now, she turned her head to look at the three of them in the eyes of so many people in the village.

"Are the three going to send the fruit into the city?"

The three of them didn't expect her to be so direct, and they couldn't help but tremble.

The gaze that met her was complicated and abnormal.

Ding Xuewei remained silent: "Although you are under my name, the relationship that should be maintained should not be broken, this fruit smells very good, I think it will not be unpalatable, now pick, quickly send it to the capital, I can't say that there will be any survival." The fresh fruits of this season are not even available to dignitaries. โ€

The forces behind you, you have to grasp tightly, I have no opinion.

As long as you speak up, no one in the village will touch all this fruit.

It's talking about fruits, and in fact, it also implies that they reported that they had mountain eagles and wolves.

Ding Xuewei is not so virgin, at least, she will not be a virgin who wants to catch her shortcomings and improve her status.

These words, instead of asking and reminding, should be awakened and threatened.

If the three of them don't care about their own selfish desires, then there is no need for her to be polite.

Thinking about whether to go into the city today to spread the news, or whether Ding Xuewei, who was entering the city tomorrow, didn't care about the feelings of the three of them after hearing her words, and she wouldn't stare at the faces of the three people.

The three of them turned their heads when they saw her words, but their faces became more and more complicated.

Their relationship with the palace was broken long ago, and no one was found after arriving in Yuequan Village.

There was still the idea that the palace had lost interest in this little peasant girl, until Yang Lao showed the ability that ordinary old men couldn't beat.

It is likely that it was not the palace that gave up Ding Xuewei, a small peasant girl, but that Yang Lao cleaned up Ding Xuewei's side.

It was then that they had the idea that the palace people had made a move.

If anyone wants Ding Xuewei to come back the least, it excludes the Li family, Xiao Li family, Wen Jing, and Wang family, and these three people.

Female doctors are already rare, and they were quite trusted by the people behind them in the past, but now the situation in the palace is even more complicated, if Ding Xuewei is gone, they may be sent back even more.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...