The taro gnocchi that was sown yesterday actually sprouted overnight, and there were two green leaves on top of the slender white shoots.

Syllable!

It was the familiar sound again, Uncle Dong bowed his head, and saw that the taro sprouts at his feet were emerging little by little, growing upward, and when they touched the morning sun, they slowly stretched out their green leaves.

"This, how can you see this sprout!?" Uncle Dong was dumbfounded, but he couldn't help but squat down and carefully look at the young shoots to stretch his body.

Yes, it is this desperate growth that is the reason why Uncle Dong has not been able to give up farming, even if he was poor and bitter in the past, as long as he could see the seeds he planted growing, germinating, growing, and finally fruitful, Uncle Dong felt that he could continue to hold on.

Exile along the way, the difficult conditions, and the scolding of the officials have long since wiped out the anger of their group, and the dead spirit seems to be a line of walking corpses, and even Uncle Dong feels that he no longer has the strength.

It wasn't until Sang Qingning's little girl suddenly appeared that the little girl with their legs was still fierce, and she was waving the slingshot in her hand all day long, and her mouth was full of bad news, what epidemic, what earth dragon turned over.

But the noisy and noisy people brought back their anger, and the mouths that would say bad news would also bring vitality, and their group of people who were much older than her were brought out of the predicament by this little girl again and again, and regained their vitality.

It's like the field that is not like it in Uncle Dong's eyes right now, the mutat, can really sprout, and when he touched it carefully, he also saw the taro clinging to the roots of the sand.

Suddenly, the fire in Uncle Dong's stomach yesterday was gone, and all his restlessness was soothed by the vigorous potato sprouts.

Ning Ning also squatted down and said with a smile: "Ning Ning knows that Uncle Dong will definitely not want to miss their buds." ”

When Uncle Dong heard this, he turned his head to look at Ning Ning, relieved and guilty, "Ning Ning, thank you, I was very angry with you yesterday, and now that I think about it, I was wrong." ”

Seeing his slightly darkened gaze, Ning Ning hurriedly waved his hand, "Uncle Dong, don't be sad, Ning Ning didn't know that you were angry, or that day when Pan Yang and his brother talked about it, Ning Ning only knew." ”

"......" Uncle Dong didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while, and even the anger was one-sided by himself, but as soon as he turned his head and swept his eyes to the growing and sprouting goat potato, Uncle Dong was relieved again, Ning Ning has this heart, what else does he care? Wouldn't it be as good as Ning Ning's child?

Let's just pass the past.

So Uncle Dong changed his words, "But Ning Ning, how did you know that this goat potato was about to sprout this morning?" "Even if he has been planting the land for so many years, he can't catch the time when the shoots come out.

"Of course I listen to them." Ning Ning said it naturally, as if it were the most ordinary thing.

"Listen!?" Uncle Dong was puzzled for a moment by this wonderful statement, and he even bent down and approached the green leaves, but he didn't hear anything.

When he straightened his waist and saw Ning Ning looking down at the green leaves seriously, his mind flashed, and he realized, yes, it was the snapping sound of the tender buds just now.

In the end, it was not the same as before, and he had to observe the leaves carefully to know whether the crops were good or bad, so he also reached out and stroked the leaves.

What he didn't know was that Ning Ning's ears were very noisy now, these buds that had just emerged were full of curiosity, chattering non-stop, but they couldn't speak clearly, and they were in a mess.

That's why she touched the leaves to silence them, and as soon as her hand touched the leaves, she heard a series of water rushing straight into her mind.

"Water!" Ning Ning couldn't help blurting out, and when she reacted, she realized that she was talking in unison with Uncle Dong.

Just now, Uncle Dong didn't hesitate to say the word water.

The two were stunned for a moment, then laughed, and Uncle Dong patted Ning Ning on the shoulder, "Yes, you really know how to farm at a young age." ”

He saw that the leaves were drooping, afraid that the leaves were growing too fast, and when he looked down, he saw that the water that Ning Ning sprinkled yesterday had dried up, so he concluded that the sheep taro was short of water.

How did Ning Ning know, but he didn't know, but he really thought that Ning Ning knew how to farm.

Even Uncle Dong said so, that must be right, Ning Ning immediately stood up and said, "Ning Ning is going to fetch water and will be back soon!" "She had to find a place to get the spiritual spring out of the Divine Consciousness Space.

It's just that before she could move, Uncle Dong preemptively held her down, "How much water can you beat a little girl?" Wait here, I'll just go. ”

Before Ning Ning could react, Uncle Dong had already walked briskly to the well, there was farm work to do, so he didn't sleep.

But isn't that water a spiritual spring......

Don't be afraid, since Uncle Dong is not here, then Ning Ning doesn't have to be afraid of being seen and used the spiritual spring.

Ning Ning thought like this, biting her fingertips, reciting the incantation lightly in her mouth, and the spiritual spring that came out of her fingertips turned out to be a spiritual spring.

"Hurry up, hurry up, drink quickly, grow up quickly." She did the same, and the spiritual spring water gushed out from the tips of her ten fingers, and she immediately flattened her arms, and the fingers pointed downward, and the spiritual spring poured on the potatoes on both sides.

As soon as the young leaves of the yat touch the spiritual spring, the leaves unfold and greedily inhale the spiritual spring, and in order to drink more from the spiritual spring, they jump vigorously to the high place.

When Ning Ning walked around the field and was about to walk back, the goat poto, which had only two green leaves just now, had now grown to her ankles, and it was lush and green.

"It's over." Even if Ning Ning doesn't understand the world anymore, she can see that the growth rate in front of her is a little too fast, and if Uncle Dong comes back to see it, will she think that she is a little demon girl again!?

The picture of Sang Lanying calling her a little demon girl once resurfaced in front of her eyes, and at that time, even Pan Yang and they didn't play with Ning Ning anymore!

Ning Ning hurriedly clenched his fist and withdrew his hand, without the moisture of the spiritual spring, the green leaves shook the leaves, as if they were very dissatisfied.

was so angry that Ning Ning stomped her feet, "No, no, you can't drink anymore, if you drink again, you should go to the sky." ”

The leaves shook again, as if to say, no, no, we can't grow to the sky, at most we can grow taller than Ning Ning.

"That's not going to work either! Why don't you shrink back a little more, and then wait for Uncle Dong to water you, and then you will grow up again, okay? Ning Ning coaxed.

No, no, if it grows out, how can there be any reason to retract it, no, no! They were so opposed that they were about to shake off the leaves.

It doesn't work, it doesn't work, that, that......

Ning Ning paced and turned around several times, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "Then why don't Ning Ning pull you all out and replant them, wouldn't it be good!?" ”

Oh my God, how could she come up with such an unreasonable idea!?

Green Leaf trembled, twisting his body to dodge Ning Ning's approaching hand.

"It's okay, Ning Ning will pour a lot more spiritual springs on you, and you will grow up again soon!" Ning Ning approached with a sly smile.

"Ning Ning!" Suddenly, Uncle Dong's voice came, which frightened Ning Ning and immediately withdrew his hand.

Seeing Ning Ning withdraw, the green leaves seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and they were even more grateful to Uncle Dong who saved them, and turned the leaves to Uncle Dong with a brush, shaking them together, no matter how weird this was.

"What is this?" Uncle Dong looked down at the green leaf and said in a deep voice.

It's over, Uncle Dong found out! Ning Ning is finished! The goat taro is also going to be finished!