The leek box is delicious and delicious, but when it is cold, the taste is discounted, anyway, Song Hongguo doesn't like it, it is delicious when it is hot, and the taste of the cold is too rushing, and it is simply top.

She didn't agree, but she didn't refuse, cut a long leek, pinched in the hand to have more than half a catty, enough to eat a meal, the rest of the long and then stay, wait for the long to eat, so that the two long leeks can be staggered in time, the interval between the provinces is too long, eat a meal, wait too long for the next meal.

Back in the front yard, the two little ones have also gotten up, one went straight to the backyard, to serve the chickens, geese and pigs, this is the most important thing after getting up, every day the thunder does not move, after feeding them, holding eggs and goose eggs in their hands, like a general who has returned from a war and captured the spoils of war.

Then there is the vegetable garden, and the appearance of the old crops is getting more and more in place.

A circle of fruit trees, not forgetting to water often, now grow luxuriantly, and the fruit hangs all over the branches, all of which are his credit.

The other small one prefers to take care of the flowers and plants in the front yard, pulling weeds and watering, pruning and catching insects, taking care of everything, after the busy work, it will also cut some, insert it in the vase without a teacher, pose for various shapes, on the coffee table in the hall, on the bedroom windowsill, on the stone table under the persimmon tree, it will be replaced every three or five times, and there are many exercises, from the beginning of the irregularity to the present, there is already a look, revealing a bit of unique aesthetics and taste.

Song Hongguo never interfered, and when she saw it, she would only praise Hua Cha's beauty.

After Ling Yuan heard this, he has been more energetic since then, and his artistic atmosphere has skyrocketed.

In the past two days, the sunflowers planted around the peony have bloomed, the sunflowers with many heads of dwarf plants, the flowers are palm-size, but more than a dozen can be opened on one plant, facing the sun, like a blooming smiling face, making people feel good when they see it, Ling Yuan liked it all of a sudden, and became his favorite, he was reluctant to move when he first opened, but this morning he cut a few and put them on the stone table.

When eating, it is not only pleasing to the eye, but also pleasant to the eye.

This morning's meal was also very rich, Song Hongguo got up early, and made more, a large plate of fried brown leek boxes, a plate of cakes wrapped in egg batter with loofah flowers, as well as vegetable porridge, mung bean soup, a few plates of small pickles, and most of the stone table.

Ling Zhi was distressed and puzzled, "Why are there so many?" ”

Song Hongguo said, "You two have been working too hard to pick up wheat recently, so you have to make up for it." ”

Ling Zhi subconsciously said, "We're not tired, and we don't have much strength......

"Then take it as a reward, my son is so diligent and capable, shouldn't he be rewarded." Song Hongguo smiled at him, and the meaning of the abuse was self-evident.

Ling Zhi, "......"

What else could he say?

Other people's parents take it for granted, if they pick up less slowly, they will be beaten and scolded, not to mention rewarded, and the whole village will probably be like this...... Spoil the kids!

However, it is undeniable that this feeling of being pampered and hurt is really good.

Ling Yuan didn't think as much as his brother, he was already hungry for the aroma of the leek box, but his upbringing made him endure until Song Hongguo got off the chopsticks, he started, and when he bit it, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed vaguely, "Wow, it's a good time, it's a good time......

Ling Zhi also ate this for the first time, and was amazed, the freshness of the first stubble leek, the deliciousness of the shrimp skin fungus, and the fried golden and fluffy eggs, without adding any more seasonings, the umami went straight to the Tianling cover.

Song Hongguo didn't expect the leek box to be so delicious, she originally felt that it would hurt the taste if it was cold, and she didn't want to give it to Huo Minglou to eat, but now, she was shaken.

She could give it to him for breakfast.

The system smiled at her aunt, "That's right, you can share the blessings and share the difficulties." ”

Song Hongguo couldn't see it proud, and snorted, "You think about him all the time, but he never knows your existence, and the feelings of a single rush are tired and desperate!" ”

The system instantly collapsed.

After eating, Song Hongguo packed a few and put them in the lunch box, as well as a few pieces of loofah fried batter, filled a glass bottle with mung bean soup, and after telling the brothers a few words, he rode to work.

On the road, the fields on both sides are already empty, only short wheat stubble, waiting for the rain to plant corn or soybeans, the wheat field in the distance is now lively, the ground is covered with wheat, the village donkeys pull heavy stone rollers, round and round on the ears of wheat, but more people to pull, hunched over, sweaty and dragged forward.

Immediately behind him, people used wooden forks to pick up the compacted wheat, turned it out underneath, and slapped it again, never sparing a grain of wheat.

When there is wind, someone fills the wheat with a dustpan and raises it high, and the wheat husk is blown away by the wind, leaving only clean wheat grains, which are gradually piled up into a hill, and then transported to a spacious and flat ground to dry, as long as it does not rain, it can be bagged and returned to the warehouse after drying for three or two days.

Only then will people be relieved and the wheat harvest will be over.

Now the air is still filled with the tension and fatigue of racing against time, no one dares to slack off, Song Hongguo remembered that the system will predict the weather, so he asked, "What day has it rained recently?" ”

The system was silent for a few seconds, and said sympathetically and helplessly, "It's going to be the end of the month, and it's still light rain." ”

Song Hongguo couldn't help frowning, "Then how to grow corn and sweet potatoes?" Is it too late at the end of the month, and there is no rain in the middle of the month? Is there anything you can do? ”

The system sighed, "There is no way, I can sprinkle water manually, but if I only take care of this area, I am afraid that it will cause suspicion and trouble, if you want to benefit the entire commune or the whole county, then the price you need to pay is too great." ”

"Need a lot of points?"

"Well, what you have on your account now is not enough, don't forget, you still want to buy fertilizer, buy food and medicine for the Rong family, you have to earn points!"

Song Hongguo was silent.

Seeing that she was silent and didn't continue to ask, the system was anxious, and secretly reminded her, "That, you can earn points, you have points, isn't sprinkling water just a word?" ”

Song Hongguo said lightly, "Where are the points easy to earn?" It's still an astronomical amount, and I don't have the skills to fill a huge hole in a short period of time. ”

Within the scope of her ability, she is still very generous, willing to help, even if she uses up her points, she is willing to do it, but she has not cultivated to such a high level by borrowing money to help others.

The system whispered, "Have you forgotten those things in the space?" ”

That's all priceless treasures, as long as they are sold, what huge pit can't be filled?

When Song Hongguo heard this, his face immediately changed, and his tone was not very good, "I can't wait to think about it?" ”

The system said weakly, "No, I'm not in a hurry for you......"

Song Hongguo sneered, the cultural relics that were spilled from the scrap yard before, she said that they would be sold, and she didn't feel distressed at all, but now the ones to be sold are all owned by the owner, Uncle Cheng's, the Rong family, which one is willing to give it out?

Therefore, she is now ashamed, subconsciously forgetting the things in space, and even more forgetting the idea that the system wants to turn in. (End of chapter)