The busy flower bees were stunned and flew towards the hive.

Send a swarm of one hundred and three spirit bees into the hive.

I lit a sweet fragrance of dreams, and used the dream bottle, the chirping of insects sounded softly, and the bees who had been tired for a long time began to sleep peacefully.

Chen Yanzhi sighed: "Being too diligent is also a headache, so it's better to be modest." ”

coaxed the flower and fruit bees to sleep, and had to take care of the spirit plant.

It has been more than two months since the mushrooms and Lingjun mushrooms arrived at home, and the abundant aura has made them rise slowly.

In particular, the two malnourished, poor Baba only a little bit of Lingjun mushroom, now grow to the size of soybeans, the color is more and more luster, and it is slippery to the touch.

[Mushroom weight, or lighter than the feather, or heavier than Mount Tai, carry Mount Tai and walk, the party becomes a big tool. 】

Chen Yanzhi continued to burden the inspirational mushrooms, and the heavy stones pressed on their heads, which were held up with difficulty, revealing the narrow gap underneath.

"This Lingjun mushroom is really a small body, and it contains great power."

Last time, I harvested white ear rice and vacated half an acre of land, and after a period of maintenance, it is now ready to be planted.

Originally, she wanted to grow green rice, but because she had to feed the fine-scaled whitebait, she wanted to stagger the batches so that she could keep feeding the fish fresh rice flowers.

However, there are not many rice seeds left from the last time, and I have to go out again.

Stunned Spirit Farm.

Chen Yanzhi negotiated with the winter melon, just to let him give him an extra bottle of spiritual agricultural liquid to prevent the disease of spiritual rice.

This is how the family business is saved up by cent, although it may not be able to be used, but it is prepared, anyway, you don't need money.

Street corner.

Zhao Weifeng stood quietly, with one hand on his back, his figure was slender, tall as a pine, and a cyan jade flute on his waist.

The appearance is even more beautiful, with eyebrows and eyes like bones, like a painting.

She looked at the door of the store, stunned, and the words of the ancestor lingered in her ears.

"Wei Feng, you and Shopkeeper Chen are the same age, you can have more contact on weekdays, this time there is an autumn banquet at home, and you will be invited to the door."

"Building the foundation. If you are not in a hurry, being bored at home all day is not conducive to the cultivation of the Dao Heart, so let's go out and walk around. ”

The deep pain and disappointment hidden in it were keenly perceived by Zhao Weifeng, and he was full of pain and pain.

But how do you communicate with people, how do you invite them? She won't, thinking of this, Zhao Weifeng's eyebrows frowned slightly, dyed with a faint sadness.

The words she heard the most since she was a child were, "Wei Feng, you have good talent, you are the hope of the family, you have to work hard to cultivate." ”

"Wei Feng, how can you sneak away from home to play? What a waste of cultivation time, you are the hope of the family. ”

The mother took away her wood-carved pony and gave her a jade pendant for gathering spirits, smiling gently: "Wei Feng, you see how beautiful this jade pendant is, this is what you should play." ”

"Wei Feng, when you build the foundation, the Zhao family's life will be easy, you have to work hard, all the good things in the clan are used by you."

"Fourth sister, the spirit fruit is for you to eat, you have to cultivate for progress."

"Fourth sister, I hate you, why do everyone want to let you, why do I have to give you my things, woo woo!"

Therefore, she carried the expectations of all the clansmen, gave up playing, gave up hobbies, and devoted herself to cultivation, and rarely even stepped out of her home.

But why did it fail?

The qualification of the double spirit root, coupled with the Zhuji Dan that the whole family has accumulated and purchased for more than ten years, finally failed.

Why? Am I not good?

Zhao Weifeng racked her brains and couldn't sleep all night, but she still couldn't understand that she was obviously working so hard and wanted to be the pride of her clan.

Maybe I'm really not good?

Clutching her suffocating chest, she looked confused.

Maybe I'm really not good?

Clutching her suffocating chest, she looked confused.

"Zhao Daoyou, do you have something?"

Chen Yanzhi came out of the sting, felt a beam of eyes staring at her, looked sideways, and saw Zhao Weifeng looking like he had lost his soul.

After talking with the ancestor of the Zhao family that day, the relationship between the two families was as usual.

Even juniors of the Zhao family often invite her to go to Qingxuan City to play or experience together, but Chen Yanzhi has no time, so she can only politely refuse.

She knew Zhao Weifeng, and once she came to the workshop, there were many people inside, so she saw Zhao Weifeng waiting beside her, and when everyone was gone, she came forward to buy catties of spiritual rice.

After that, Zhao Weifeng saw Chen Yanzhi, looked like he wanted to come forward to communicate, but hesitated, tangled for a long time, and then left.

This kind of feeling, Chen Yanzhi is too familiar, she used to be like this, but it is better than Zhao Weifeng, and she has strong adaptability.

After learning about the Zhao family, you will know her name.

So when she saw Zhao Weifeng looking at her at this time, she should have something to say, and she understood this feeling very well, so she took the initiative to ask.

Zhao Weifeng was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stretched out his hand behind his back, and his slender and white fingers pinched a delicate invitation, "Give it to you." ”

And then he stopped talking.

Chen Yanzhi took the invitation with a smile and opened it to see that the Zhao family was going to hold an autumn banquet and invited her to go.

Of course, these banquets held in the immortal cultivation world are not really to enjoy the scenery and recite poems, but to exchange cultivation experience with each other, and the main event is to exchange spiritual resources.

Then Chen Yanzhi will definitely go to join in the fun, maybe she can meet good things and increase her knowledge.

She smiled and said to Zhao Weifeng: "Trouble Zhao Daoyou to send it on purpose, I will definitely go in the future." ”

"No, it doesn't have to be like this, I'll go first." After completing a task, Zhao Weifeng let out a sigh of relief, turned around and went home briskly, with a hint of joy in his heart.

Zhao Weifeng is quiet and not good at words, but she is eager to communicate with others, and she talks with Chen Yanzhi, although it is only a few words, but she feels very comfortable.

This joy disappeared after returning home and meeting the eyes of the clansmen.

Whether it was worried, suspicious, resentful, disappointed, or the same expectant looks, they were like a boulder, weighing heavily on her, overwhelming her.

Zhao Weifeng squeezed out a smile at the elders, "I'm going to cultivate." ”

Seeing their reassuring smiles and encouraging eyes, her heart became heavier, and she walked to the room step by step.

On the other side, Chen Yanzhi went home with things, and the Zhao family's autumn banquet was in a month, so she was not in a hurry.

Breed white jade spirit rice first.

The fine-scaled whitebait has been longing for the white jade spirit rice flower for too long, and one by one they have a lot of appetite, and they are happily looking for flowers to eat in the rice field.

After sleeping for nearly a day, the flower and fruit bees woke up and began to work hard again.

Fish play in the water, bees fan their wings, and chickens hang out.

The calm spiritual field is full of life.

Chen Yanzhi saw that the flower bees were busy, and felt that she should light incense and put on music at night, but this day and night are reversed, and the schedule still has to be adjusted.

After a few days, Chen Yanzhi saw that the white jade spirit rice flowers had bloomed a lot, and a lot of powder fell off when she touched it.

She began to pollinate, and Lingmi pollination relied on flower and fruit bees to not be able to do it thoroughly.

In order to ensure the yield, she can only come by herself.

Call Miyi over and hand it a piece of spirit rope in his mouth.

One man and one chicken, standing on both sides, starting from the edge of the rice field, pulling the rope and brushing all the way through.