Flash marriage with the farmer's blind date vs 60
Lang Yangyang lowered his head slightly, saw the clear blue sky outside, wiped his hands and prepared to continue to go back to the baking room to make things.
The rainstorm in the past few days has been followed by continuous good weather, and the rainy spring in Changxi City seems to be really coming to an end.
In the baking room, the oven has not yet dissipated the residual temperature, Lang Yangyang is knocking eggs into the basin, one putting egg yolk and the other egg white.
Yoyo took the time to play music.
It is a very appropriate song, from she's "Mayday", the girl's fresh and sweet harmonies fill every corner of Brookside.
The day of May is the summer that has just been born.
It was busy until noon, and Lang Yangyang checked Xiaowen's homework before going home, Xiaowen was not very skilled in material control, but the finished products of several signature brands in the store were already good.
Originally, Zhuang Shuo was going to come back to pick up Lang Yangyang, because he was not busy today. But Lang Yangyang felt that running back and forth was too troublesome, more than 20 kilometers each way, always running like this, and a lot of fuel money was consumed.
In the end, at Lang Yangyang's insistence, he still took a taxi by himself.
On the way, Wang Zhijun sent a message, saying that he had arrived, and Lang Yangyang sent him a message back, but he didn't reply, probably because he was too busy to touch the ground.
The subway in Changxi City is underdeveloped, and Nanxi District is the most remote administrative district, so it is most convenient to drive by yourself.
Lang Yangyang took a taxi to the fork of the national highway to the farm, there were workers in front of him repairing the road at the fork in the road, and the car was not easy to drive in, so Lang Yangyang asked the master to stop here, and he walked in by himself.
He muttered in his heart, how did Zhuang Shuo drive in.
After getting out of the car, Zhuang Shuo called, and before Lang Yangyang could answer the phone, he heard Zhuang Shuo calling his name from afar.
"Yangyangβ"
Lang Yangyang hung up the phone and waved at him.
Lang Yangyang jumped off the sweet potato field next to the road, stepped over cautiously, and waited for Zhuang Shuo to come over on the side of the road.
"I forgot to tell you just now that the road repair car can't get in here." Zhuang Shuo shook his tail very sharply and propped his feet on the ground: "Please get in the car." β
Lang Yangyang sat in the back seat of his electric car, "What about your car?" β
Zhuang Shuo: "I drove in from the road in Chenjiazhai, which is actually closer, but the road is not very good." β
"Where's Lei Gong?" Lang Yangyang asked, Zhuang Shuo brought Lei Gong to the farm early this morning, the weather has been good recently, Lang Yangyang is very busy, Zhuang Shuo took Lei Gong to work, saying that it was to let it run around the farm and exercise to lose weight.
In this way, Lei Gong has a place to run around, and Lang Yangyang doesn't have to walk the dog, it will be a little easier.
Zhuang Shuo looked forward and didn't see the shadow of the dog, "After it gets acquainted with the big rhubarb and the little black, it likes to go to the river beach to play, and the sheep are so scared that they don't dare to go there." β
Lang Yangyang smiled and scolded the stinky puppy.
I got up early this morning, went to the airport to make bread and desserts, went home to receive two couriers, only ate two croissants and drank a cup of coffee, and then leaned my head on Zhuang Shuo's back and yawned.
"I didn't take a nap."
"Hmm."
"Didn't you have time to eat?"
"Well, I'm hungry."
The electric car passed through the gate printed with the dog's paws, entered the boundary of the farm, and looked at the green rice, Lang Yangyang felt that his eyes were much more comfortable.
"Have an early meal today, they've all finished lunch, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles to eat when I go back, how about it?" Zhuang Shuo asked.
Lang Yangyang: "Okay." β
After a while, he saw the dormitory area, Lang Yangyang saw that there seemed to be a cucumber on the bamboo frame next to him, and he patted Zhuang Shuo's back gently, "Is that a cucumber?" β
Zhuang Shuo braked suddenly: "Yes." β
Lang Yangyang touched his nose that was knocked out of pain, "Can you pick a little and eat it?" I like to nibble on cucumbers raw. β
"Absolutely." Zhuang Shuo asked Lang Yangyang to get out of the car and put the car by himself, "Let's go, let's pick a little, pick very tender ones every day." β
This season's cucumber is the first batch, the farm is planted on two acres of land, is a local cucumber variety, the yield is very high, the taste is crisp, the cucumber aroma is very strong.
Locals mostly use it for cold salad and vegetarian sour soup.
The taste is also very good when eaten raw, but now fruit cucumbers are very common in the market, and if you eat them raw, you will choose fruit cucumbers.
The two jumped off the road, stepped on the ridge and walked inside.
"There's a lot of dust on the side of the road, so we'll pick the inside." Zhuang Shuo led the way in front, and only stopped when he saw that it was almost over.
The width of the ridge was only about fifteen centimeters, Lang Yangyang was not used to walking, so he stopped crookedly beside Zhuang Shuo, and was held by Zhuang Shuo before he stabilized.
"That's a lot of gherkins."
Zhuang Shuo: "Drill into it a little, there is a bigger head, but the tender one is more suitable for raw eating." β
Saying that, he took the initiative to go inside, and said, "But it's not okay if it's too tender, it's a little astringent if it's too tender, and it doesn't have the crunchy texture of cucumbers." β
Lang Yangyang followed behind, there were a lot of fruits hanging on the cucumber shelf, and Lang Yangyang saw a two-finger thick, not so good shape, curved like a bracket.
He stopped Zhuang Shuo: "Can you pick this?" β
Zhuang Shuo turned around: "Yes!" It's all right. β
Lang Yangyang picked it off, and when he was thinking about whether he could eat it, Zhuang Shuo had already come over, he took the imperfect cucumber from Lang Yangyang's hand, grabbed the corner of his T-shirt, wiped off the small thorns on the surface of the tender cucumber, and handed it to Lang Yangyang.
"If you don't have any medicine, you can eat it."
Lang Yangyang took it, took a small bite off the small tugs on the top, and then took a bite happily.
"It's delicious, it's so fresh."
Zhuang Shuo smiled, looked left and right, and also picked one to eat by himself.
He looked at Lang Yangyang's satisfied appearance and whispered: "Yangyang." β
"Huh?"
"In the future, whether you are on the farm or at home, you can do whatever you want, you don't need to ask for my permission, this is your territory."
Lang Yangyang raised his eyes to look at him, pondered for a while, and then said, "Then can I eat all your cucumbers?" β
Zhuang Shuo: "Yes, you can eat me." β
"Who's going to eat you." Lang Yangyang smiled, turned around and walked back, and saw a few of his favorites on the way, so he picked them off.
Although he is a little tsundere in his mouth, he is much more comfortable when picking cucumbers.
When I walked to the ridge, I also picked two dog tail grass to play with.
When Lang Yangyang finished eating noodles, it was already past two o'clock, Zhuang Shuo and the staff went to the warehouse to move things, and Lang Yangyang teased the puppy in the yard by himself.
The first time I saw these two puppies, they couldn't even walk, so they could only stagger two steps and sleep on people's shoes.
It's only been two months, and it's become a fluffy spiritual puppy, with a wet black nose sniffing around Lang.
"Repair the dog, repair the dog." Lang Yangyang scratched their chins.
Maybe Lei Gong smelled the vinegar, and actually ran back at this time, Lang Yangyang saw him from a distance, stood up and called his name.
Lang Yangyang patted his stomach, and Lei Gong skillfully jumped up and hugged Lang Yangyang.
Then the big yellow and little black who followed, and the two little milk dogs also learned the same when they saw it, and they wanted to come up and pull Lang Yangyang.
When Zhuang Shuo came out, what he saw was Lang Yangyang, who was surrounded by dogs, and hurriedly shouted: "NO! Don't do that! β
The dogs were frightened and quickly dispersed, only Lei Gong dared to sit down next to Lang Yangyang, holding his chin and sticking out his tongue, as if to say, "What can you do with me while my dad is here."
Not to mention the puppy, Lang Yangyang was taken aback.
Zhuang Shuo walked over and saw that Lang Yangyang's clothes and pants were all footprints left by the puppy, and the puppy was playing wildly on the muddy river beach, and his paws were dirty.
He patted Lang Yangyang's clothes lightly: "It's all dirty." β
Lang smiled: "It's okay, just go back and change it." β
Zhuang Shuo put the straw hat in his hand on Lang Yangyang's head: "Let's go, let's plant herbs." β
On the other side, the employee had already moved the vanilla seeds from the warehouse to the vanilla field, and Lang Yangyang followed Zhuang Shuo over.
The vanilla field is not far from the dormitory, just a short walk away.
Although he knew in advance that Zhuang Shuo was going to plant vanilla, he was still shocked to see this large area of ploughed land.
"So much?"
"Hmm." Zhuang Shuo pointed to the ground and said: "About four acres of land, when I first took over, there were four or five acres of lavender alone, and now they are all used to grow corn." I think I'll plant less for you to use this year, and if you plant it well, I'll think about the market and expand the scale. β
Lang Yangyang was shocked: "Four acres are for me?" β
Zhuang Shuo: "That's right. β
Lang Yangyang: "I can't use up forty square meters." β
Not all herbs can be used in desserts, in the end, it is still a relatively niche spice, Lang Yangyang looked at this piece of land and began to worry.
Zhuang Shuo was not in a hurry, "If you can really grow a good one, you can try to buy a little if it doesn't work." β
Lang Yangyang can only say good, after all, he really doesn't know anything about agriculture, and just after comforting himself in his heart, Zhuang Shuo opened his mouth to let Lang Yangyang, who doesn't know anything about agriculture, open the seeder.
"But I won't, in case it breaks......" Lang Yangyang took a half step back slightly.
The seeder is a semi-automatic small seeder, which needs to be followed by someone to hold the handle to control the direction, Lang Yangyang has never used it, and he is more afraid that he will break the machine than he is worried that he will not use it.
When the two chatted before they got married to Zhuang Shuo, they often heard Zhuang Shuo say that he had just repaired this machine and repaired that machine, which shows that these machines are often broken.
Zhuang Shuo didn't care, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, you can experience it, this machine is very durable." β
The two employees next to them who were checking the seeds laughed secretly.
Lang Yangyang: "Look, or I'll use my hands." β
Zhuang Shuo forcibly explained: "That's because they don't know how to use it." β
"Huh? Brother Zhuang, we don't carry this pot, your machine is already broken. Xiao Jia said.
Lang Yangyang laughed, but when he heard this, he wasn't too worried, just like he was forced to take on the kind of half-dead project before, no matter what the leader said, Lang Yangyang thought in his heart that he was very good if he could go online.
"Then I'll try, it's none of my business if it's broken.
Usually, household herbs are raised first and then transplanted, and the temperature and humidity need to be controlled. The altitude of Changxi City is higher than 1,000 meters, the humidity is high, the survival rate of vanilla is high, and the area that needs to be planted is not small, so the method of sowing is directly adopted.
Lang Yangyang rolled up his sleeves, picked two packets of seeds in that large box of seeds, and poured the seeds into the box of the planter.
"You hold it like this, adjust the mode here, adjust it to the sowing, right."