Even if Sang Qingyan hadn't been on the ground, they knew how could this flowering and fruiting maturity be completed in just three days?

"Ning Ning, you shouldn't be lying to us, right!?" As soon as Sang Qingqiao's words fell, he saw something flying over, he subconsciously caught it, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was the goat potato that Ning Ning said.

It's just that this goat potato is different from Ning Ning's dirty bag before, the goat potato in his hand is clean and clean, and it still exudes fragrance, and there is fresh juice flowing under the broken mouth of the round and long goat taro, which is freshly picked at a glance.

"This really just grows!?" Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Sang Qingqiao still couldn't believe it.

"Of course! Didn't my brother see it all? Ning Ning pursed her lips, very dissatisfied with Sang Qingqiao's suspicion of her, "Uncle Dong is still picking the rest, and he will come over later." ”

"The rest!? How much do you grow!? Sang Qingyan was surprised, he knew that Ning Ning was farming, but he was also busy with the cave at home in the past two days, so he didn't go to see Ning Ning's land.

Besides, he also thought that in the past two days, the kind of goat taro has not yet sprouted, but now even the fruit has borne fruit!

Ning Ning rolled her eyes, and counted with her fingers, as if she couldn't figure it out, and when she broke the seventh finger, she gave up, opened her palms, and said, "Anyway, that's all." ”

"How much is that!?" The three brothers looked at each other, but they didn't understand.

Fortunately, Uncle Dong, who appeared in time, relieved their doubts, but Uncle Dong seemed to be a little unable to move with a large bag of goat potatoes, and as soon as he saw Sang Qingyan and them, he immediately raised his hand and greeted: "Quick, come and help!" ”

He was still gasping for air, and he was going to die all the way here.

Seeing this, Sang Qingyan hurriedly stepped forward, hurriedly took the bag in Uncle Dong's hand, and said, "Uncle Dong should have asked us to move it, it's really hard for you to go so far." ”

As soon as the bag was moved to their hands, the sudden heaviness almost overwhelmed the three of their brothers, but the three of them were carrying the bag with great difficulty, how could Uncle Dong bring it from such a distant field?

Uncle Dong himself didn't know, his bag was also prepared for him by Ning Ning, it didn't look big, but he could put all the goats in it, and those goats were almost 100 catties to say the least.

And after the bag was on its back, I didn't feel how heavy it was, but the more I walked here, the more I sank, and when I arrived at the Sang family, Uncle Dong was finally overwhelmed, but fortunately, there were Sang brothers who took it.

The three brothers moved and carried it, and it took a lot of effort to carry the bags to their own carriage.

Recently, they have been sleeping in the carriage, eating in the carriage, and everything is put in the carriage, and these goat potatoes are no exception.

But when the bag was opened and the goats were poured into the carriage, they were still stunned, how could this small bag hold so many goats? It took a while for the potatoes to roll out one after another.

Under this shock, they didn't seem to care about their little carriage, how could it hold so many sheep potatoes!?

Of course, only Ning Ning knows that this bag, this carriage has long been replaced by her with a magic weapon similar to a cornucopia, but the cornucopia is spit out, and this magic weapon is collected from things inside.

When the bags were empty, Sang Qingyu said, "I'm afraid it's almost a hundred catties, right!?" ”

Uncle Dong wiped his sweat, "Almost." There was a smile of relief and joy on his face, but it was really in vain that he accompanied the taro seedlings to grow together in the past two days.

Even Uncle Dong said this, and the three of them couldn't believe it, just such a small bag of goat potatoes can grow so much!?

Not to mention the Sang brothers, even Uncle Dong didn't believe it at first, but when he saw the buds popping up one by one and the flowers blooming one by one, he had some premonitions in his heart.

"Wow, Uncle Dong, this flower is really beautiful!" Ning Ning squatted next to the flowers, leaned in and sniffed, the refreshing fragrance came to her nose, and she really couldn't see that the swarthy dumplings could grow such beautiful flowers.

Of course! When the flower heard this, she straightened up and leaned under Ning Ning's nose.

Uncle Dong also walked over, squatted down beside her, stroked the flower, and said softly: "This flower is not only beautiful, when its petals fall, it will be able to bear fruit." ”

Originally, Uncle Dong thought that the goatpotato thing was a fruit that grew under the ground, but he had already seen the stamens in the flowers bulging, obviously to bear fruit, which was called the goat's taro, which was really different from the crops of their Huangguo country everywhere.

"Will the petals fall?" When Ning Ning heard this, she was immediately a little disappointed, such a beautiful flower couldn't last long.

Sensing Ning Ning's loss, Uncle Dong raised his hand and rubbed Ning Ning's little head again, "Only when it falls, it will bear fruit, and the flowers bloom so beautifully in order to bear beautiful fruits." ”

That's right, it's not just a waste that only blooms beautiful flowers, it bears fruit!

The flower trembled, and the pollen immediately fell on Ning Ning's nose, itchy, making Ning Ning couldn't help laughing, yes, yes, every flower has the meaning of its bloom, and Ning Ning should learn to respect the flower.

Later, after only an hour's work, the petals withered, the stamens slowly expanded, and after two hours, the heavy taro was hung all over the branches.

Uncle Dong was no longer surprised by this unusually rapid growth, this was normal, this was normal, he recited it silently in his heart for the second thousand nine hundredth time.

In the face of so many goats, of course the Sang family will not swallow them alone, and Uncle Dong must have spent a lot of effort to harvest so much, so Sang Qingyan had to put most of the goats back into the bag and let Uncle Dong take them back.

"No, no, I've already taken quite a bit!" Seeing this, Uncle Dong hurriedly excused himself, but he didn't mean to be polite.

When collecting the goat potatoes in the afternoon, Ning Ning said that this is all the credit of Uncle Dong, and Uncle Dong should take most of it.

Uncle Dong knew very well in his heart, if there was no Ning Ning, this sheep taro would not be planted, and whether it would grow so fast or not was another matter, in the final analysis, it was because of Ning Ning that everything would go so smoothly.

He has never been a person who will take advantage of others, and now he will not take advantage of Ning Ning, "No, Ning Ning has to take more, you still have three brothers and mothers at home, your three brothers are afraid that they eat a lot on weekdays." ”

"Hmm!" Ning Ning was immediately ripped away, "Just like the third brother, he can eat such a big bowl in one meal!" She gestured in a large circle, much larger than her little face.

Uncle Dong was amused by her, "That's why you should take more, come, I'll pack it for you, and I'll send it back to you later." ”

"No way!" Unexpectedly, Ning Ning still reacted, and immediately shook his head, "The water is borne by Uncle Dong, the fertilizer is watered by Uncle Dong, and the grass is also taught by Uncle Dong Ning Ning to pull out, so Uncle Dong is the greatest credit!" These are Uncle Dong's! ”

Saying that, she didn't know where she got the strength to push a large stall of lambs in front of her in front of Uncle Dong, and surrounded Uncle Dong to death.

Uncle Dong had no choice but to agree, he just moved his share home first, and then moved Ning Ning's one.

Hearing what Uncle Dong said, Sang Qingyan still touched Ning Ning's head with relief, "Ning Ning is really a good boy." ”

"Of course!" Ning Ning raised her head proudly.

Sang Qingqiao was worried about the mutton potato, "How do you eat this thing?" ”

"Brother, don't worry, hand it over to my mother, my mother can do anything!" Ning Ning said, snatching the goat taro.