Since the courtyard of the research institute was unlocked, Song Ziran had much more space available. Grain can be placed on the shelves of the pantry, and pumpkins can be piled under the porch in the yard, even if they are three or five times more, they can be placed.

When Mrs. Wu heard that her space could hold a lot of things, her heart moved, and she said, "Fuya, you said that we put the cabinets, boxes, tables, chairs, and things in the kitchen in the room, can we fit them?" ”

"Yes!" Sure, sure! Even if you stack three or five layers on top of it, you have to put it down. Because she knows that these things in the family are all accumulated by her grandmother and father with sweat, even a burning stick, and she is reluctant to throw it away.

"Good! Then put away some things that you don't usually use! The sadness on Mrs. Wu's face dissipated slightly. However, she remembered Master Jueming's words again, and was worried that her granddaughter's blessed land would be exposed, so she said, "Fuya, in the future, I will say that the blessed land is milk!" Everything in the house is put away with milk. ”

If the space really leaks out, it's all for her! Anyway, she has lived for such an age, and it is enough! Fu Ya is still young, and she must not be exposed to danger!

Song Ziran was moved in her heart, hugged Wu Pozi's neck, and shouted: "Milk!" ”

It is said that she is a strong woman, the kind that is invulnerable. But she is also flesh and blood, and she also wants someone to protect her. She loves the feeling of being cared for, and she wants to guard the warmth of her heart and those who give her warmth!

"Pack all of these, and when it's time to use them, the milk will come back to you—by the way, make some cakes that are easy to store......" When a natural disaster strikes, prepare more food and feel at ease.

Song Ziran whispered in Mrs. Wu's ear: "It's okay to do something else, it won't be bad if you put it in my space." How about putting it in, and how about taking it out. ”

Mrs. Wu's eyes lit up, and she quickly denied her meaning: "If you really want to escape, we must be more than us." Think about it, no one else even has anything to eat, let's take out fragrant rice, hot steamed buns, and tell people that we have a treasure on us? Whoever listens to the milk makes bread...... If you can't get used to it, the milk will make you something soft, and you will eat it secretly! ”

Cakes should be made, rice, steamed buns, and porridge should also be made to some extent. After all, there is a two-year-old little bean at home, and the child has a weak stomach, how can he just eat hard cakes?

Mrs. Wu asked Jiumao to go to the field to call his father and uncles back, stuffed one of them with a big cake, and told them to drive the ox cart to the town to buy grain, and buy as much as they could!

Song Dafu asked strangely: "Can't our family still eat food for a few days?" Soon the new grain will come down, why buy so much grain? ”

"If you want to buy it, you will buy it, what is so much nonsense? When have you and I ever made the wrong decision? Mrs. Wu stuffed him with a purse, which contained a silver ingot of ten taels and some broken silver. In the first two years, the weather was good, the price of grain was not high, and the ox cart was full and did not cost much silver.

Song Ergui said with some concern: "Mother, Sanmao They said that the water in the river has become muddy, and the animals in the mountains are also very abnormal, I think something is wrong!" You're right, no matter what time it is, it's always right to stock up on more food, and be prepared! ”

Song Sanshou said unoptimisticly: "If the natural disaster is serious, you can't take away the food!" ”

Mrs. Wu glared at him and said mysteriously, "Tell you!" I had a dream last night. The gods said that I took care of Fuya and gave me a 'cave blessed land'! ”

Song Ziran blinked her eyes, at this time, her grandmother didn't forget to take credit for her, she was really ...... I don't know what to say.

"Blessed Heaven? What kind of cave heaven and earth? Mother, have you listened to Uncle Hu's speech again? "The three brothers of the Song family, look at me, I'll look at you-my mother can't be that I've heard too many myths and stories, and my brain is not clear, right?

Seeing that her sons didn't believe it, Mrs. Wu glanced at Fu Ya and said, "I know you don't believe it!" Let you see the ability of the old lady. See it all, don't blink - pumpkin! ”

As soon as the last sound of the word "pumpkin" disappeared, there was a large golden pumpkin on the ground in front of her. The three brothers of the Song family opened their mouths in surprise, and Song Laosan stepped forward to touch it, and said, "It's really a pumpkin, not a trick!" ”

Song Ergui looked at his mother, then looked at the pumpkin on the ground, and said, "Mother, what are you...... New to juggling? ”

"Juggling? Can juggling conjure a pumpkin? Mrs. Wu glared at them, and said, "Keep your dog's eyes open and look at the wheat!" ”

A bag of wheat appeared out of thin air next to the pumpkin. Song Dafu said: "Isn't this the wheat in our cellar?" I tied the mouth of the bag, and the straw rope was broken once! ”

Mrs. Wu was interested, and said, "I'll change a kang cabinet for you again...... Change! ”

The kang cabinet that had been used in her house for nearly thirty years appeared in front of the three brothers of the Song family in this way. The three brothers of the Song family had a ghostly expression, turning left and right around her, and Song Ergui also went to tease the hem of her clothes, but was slapped on the back of her hand by Mrs. Wu.

"See what? Can I hide a pumpkin or a bag of wheat? Mrs. Wu looked proud, "I've told you all, the old lady now has a blessed land." Can it hold some things...... You can also grow vegetables! ”

After speaking, a large round and jade-colored ball appeared in front of her, and where the vines were broken, there was still dripping water.

"Mother, what is this?" The three brothers of the Song family have never seen this, so curiously, you poke it, and I will take a picture. It feels like a winter melon, and it's rounder than a winter melon, and there's a dark green pattern on it – it's weird!

Mrs. Wu's eyes widened, and she looked at Fu Ya, who was holding the corner of her clothes, as if to say: What about cooperating with me? I haven't even called out the name of the thing, why did I take it out? What the hell is this coming out of? Why didn't you tell your milk beforehand!

Fu Ya clapped her hands and said, "The milk is amazing!" Milk, this is grown in your space, right? What kind of melon is it, and can you eat it? Milk, I'll go to the kitchen and get a knife, let's open it and have a look, shall we? ”

"Ahem!" Mrs. Wu coughed twice and said, "Yes, this is what I planted in the blessed land of the cave and given by the gods, it must be a good thing!" Fuya, slow down, cut your hands carefully! ”

Song Ziran brought the kitchen knife, handed it to Mrs. Wu, gestured with her hand on the watermelon, and said, "Milk, cut it quickly and take a look!" I can't wait! ”

Wu Pozi slashed down with a knife, and with a crisp cracking sound, the watermelon broke in half, revealing the red melon pulp inside. Song Ziran leaned her little head over, took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance of watermelon, and the little curly hair on the top of her head swayed happily - she is a watermelon controller, and she hasn't tasted a mouthful of melon for four years!