Although it ranked second-to-last, only Xia Qing and the sheep boss were in the No. 3 territory, and they could open eight acres of land and plant it well, and Xia Qing was already very satisfied.

As long as a few acres of land are fattened and planted, the grain and vegetables produced are enough for Xia Qing to eat. Next, Xia Qing will slow down the pace of land reclamation, and in the next few years, only two acres of new wasteland will be opened every year. Because the assessment standard for the first five years of land reclamation formulated by the base is that the planting area of edible plants is more than two acres per year.

Of course, Xia Qing will continue to clean up the uncultivated area and patrol it every day, never allowing rodent hares, mice, weasels and other small animals to occupy her territory and destroy her farmland.

Hoeing is a delicate job, and it is also a tiring job.

The depth of hoeing should be controlled between two and four centimeters, shallow hoeing can not knock off the grass roots, deep will hurt the seedlings, small strength, unstable hands may hoe or touch the seedlings.

The seedlings of edible plants are very delicate, and weeds may not die if they are hoeed down, but the seedlings may die if they break through the skin.

Unlike Zhao Ze and Kuang Qingwei's complaints, Xia Qing became more and more fond of the farm work of hoeing. Because hoeing can exercise the accuracy of her hand strength, and after hoeing, looking at the refreshing, clean and soft farmland, Xia Qing feels inexplicably comfortable.

Power Evolvers have an advantage in farming that ordinary people and other ability Evolvers can't match.

Others weed, holding a hoe in both hands, Xia Qing holding one in one hand; The width of other people's hoes is between twenty and thirty centimeters, and the width of Xia Qing's hoe is forty; Others can hoe up to one acre of land in a day, but Xia Qing hoes one acre of land in half a day.

Therefore, hoeing more than six acres of grass has no pressure on Xia Qing, who has healed the wound of the tiger's mouth.

The hoe she used was improved by herself, and the row spacing of the crops planted in the field was forty-five centimeters, Xia Qing pulled a hoe with one hand, controlled the depth and direction, and walked from one end of the greenhouse to the other in the ridges, and the two long ridges were hoeed.

The sick wolf's anesthesia had passed, and he followed the sheep boss slowly to the shade of the trees at the edge of the farmland.

After Xia Qing hoeed the long ridges, he hoeed the grass in the same row of plants and between the adjacent plants, and a greenhouse was completed. After hoeing the mung bean shed, Xia Qing went to the shade of the tree to drink water and rest.

On a hot day, working in a greenhouse covered by insect nets, Xia Qing only wore comfortable and breathable blue trousers, a white long-sleeved T-shirt, and a self-woven wide-brimmed straw hat.

Coming to the shade of the tree, Xia Qing took off his gloves and straw hat, picked up the kettle and drank water. To her left is the snow-white sheep boss, and on the left is the sick, brownish-yellow wolf lying on the ground with a black back.

The sick wolf was staring at Xia Qing at this moment. Different from the arrogance of the head wolf, the thoughtfulness of the brain evolution wounded wolf, and the ferocity of the broken leg wolf, after the sick wolf was almost blinded by the evolution of grass seeds, his rust-colored eyes actually showed such a stream, which did not belong to the clarity of the evolved carnivorous beast.

Xia Qing guessed that it might be because it was blind during the time when it took care of it day and night, pulling it back from the brink of life and death, so it didn't have a little vigilance and defense in its eyes.

Such a look is matched with its emaciated face, and it is ...... Inexplicably like a dog. It was precisely because of such eyes and temperament that Xia Qing suddenly felt that she might be able to maintain a long-term friendly relationship with this sick old wolf.

Xia Qing poured a few mouthfuls of water, leaned on the trunk of the tree and discussed with the sick wolf, "You still have to recuperate in my territory for three months, it's not good to shout wolf, how about giving you a name, call the second wolf?" ”

In Territory Three, she is the lord, the sheep boss, and its second.

The sick wolf's head was crooked, inexplicably cute, and he looked much more comfortable than the sheep boss with a beaten face. Xia Qing went to the terraces to pick a green light cucumber and came out, and found that the sheep boss was not beaten, the big sheep eyes of Kazlan flashed cutely, and the second wolf still had a serious face, which looked much more solemn than the sheep boss.

After Xia Qing rinsed the cucumber with spring water, she took half of it, half of the sheep, and the second wolf took a small bite, "Eat it." ”

Under the shade of the blue sky and white clouds, a person, a sheep and a wolf are clucking cucumbers. In the north buffer forest, a fiery figure is hiding behind a tree branch, staring at the peanut field in the insect-proof net shed on the high slope and rubbing its small paws.

The sheep boss chattered the fastest, and after eating his own, he turned his head to look at Xia Qing, Xia Qing put the last paragraph in his mouth and stood up, "Let's go, go to work." ”

The sheep boss turned his head and looked at the sick wolf friend around him. Although the sick wolf ate slowly, it got the least amount of cucumbers, and it was finished at this time. The unfed sheep boss got up to eat the grass, and the sick wolf followed it two steps, and then lay back in the shade of the tree, looking at Xia Qing who was hoeing grass in the field.

The next thing to hoe is the grass in the corn field, the corn has grown to a meter tall, but for Xia Qing, who is more than 1.7 meters tall, this corn is just as tall as her legs. She pulled two hoes and walked steadily.

From one end to the other, Xia Qing received a call from Hu Zifeng.

"Xia Qing, you go to the abandoned cave in District 3, there is a wolf that is crazy, if you can't stop it, we have to use weapons."

Lose your marbles? Which one?

The people of the Shufeng clan have not yet withdrawn from this territory, and if they know that there are wolves in Mountain 49, they will definitely seize this matter and make a big fuss.

"I'll go right over." Xia Qing put down his hoe and rushed back to the hut on the edge of the farmland, put on his protective clothing and mask, and rushed north.

"Bah-" The sheep boss saw Xia Qing running and ran over from the pasture, and the sick wolf also stood up and followed.

Xia Qing shouted as he ran, "Boss, second, you hold the territory, I'll be back soon." ”

"Uhhh

The sheep boss responded and stopped. The sick wolf still walked slowly north along the path that Xia Qing had run, along the river that led from the valley to the reservoir.

The sheep boss followed for a while, and found that the sick wolf was about to walk out of the No. 3 territory and enter the northern isolation zone, so he stepped forward to stop the sick wolf and drove it back with his head.

Xia Qing rushed into the valley of the wild boar breeding center along the river in one breath, and saw a brown-gray evolutionary wolf, which jumped out more than 20 meters away with a whoosh, and the rocks that it stepped on rolled down the hillside with a bang, and fell into the pond at the bottom of the valley, splashing a splash.

Xia Qing was dumbfounded, did this thing run too fast and rush over by inertia, or did it evolve its bouncing ability?

Either way, don't let it run wild. Xia Qing roared, "Broken leg, you should be honest with my mother." ”

Yes, this brown-gray evolutionary wolf that jumps like crazy is the same severe-legged wolf that was carried into the territory of No. 3 by the wolves a month ago, and both of its hind legs were broken.

"Whoosh-" The brownish-gray evolutionary wolf jumped at Xia Qing and stared at her viciously. (End of chapter)