As soon as Zhang Manyin left, Zhang Jiaohua directly picked up a hoe and walked to the field. But when he got to the edge www.biquge.info of the field, Zhang Jiaohua was a little dumbfounded, an acre of land, if he relied on the hoe in his hand to turn over the whole field, I don't know what year and month it will be. However, what has been decided, Zhang Jiaohua does not want to go back. Rolled up the sleeves of his trouser legs, took the hoe and went to the ground.

The soil in the field is relatively soft, and it is not particularly difficult to turn the soil. But the speed is very limited. Zhang Jiaohua flipped a small piece in one breath and had to stop to take a breath.

Jin Hu came over to take the hoe in Zhang Jiaohua's hand, Zhang Jiaohua let go of his hand and let Jin Hu take the hoe away. He knew that Jin Hu wanted to help him turn over the ground. After Jin Hu took the hoe from Zhang Zhaohua's hand, he began to turn over the soil quickly, only to see the soil turned over one by one, as if it was an automatic tillage machine ploughing.

Fugui didn't know where to get a plow, Fugui, Xiaozhuo, and Mancang pulled desperately in front, and the dog baby controlled the plough in the back, all the way over, faster than the buffalo ploughed the land, and the big rolls of soil were turned over, and the golden tiger did not plough again, but followed behind the plow, breaking and flattening the soil they turned out.

If it is seen by others, everything that happens in Zhang's Huajia field will scare others half to death. Because they couldn't see the existence of a few people in the Golden Tiger, they only saw a few farm tools automatically plowing in the field.

Zhang Jiaohua originally thought that the field would be ploughed in a few days in a row, but it took less than an hour to plough it. A plough was played by the rich and noble, and the golden tiger played the hoe like a hot wheel, and all the way over, a whole field was turned over. A field is played like this, it really makes the old farmer angry.

In the morning, Zhang Manyin still walked to his second son's house, muttering all the way, he didn't want to come over at all, this grandson was too strong, he promised to plant it for him, the millet belonged to him, and he refused to agree, he had to plant it himself, what kind of field can a big fart child plant. It's just that my mother-in-law still defends this guy very much. I got angry yesterday and went back, but when I returned home, I gave my mother-in-law a number. I rushed over to my mother-in-law early in the morning and ordered me to bring flowers to the street today to buy seeds.

"Who the hell is the grandson!" Zhang Manyin kicked out a pesticide bottle on the road and slammed it into a paddy field.

When Zhang Manyin looked at the pesticide bottle, his eyes widened, revealing an incredible look.

That paddy field is the one of Zhang Jiaohua's house, more than one acre of paddy field, yesterday it was still overgrown with green and fluffy pigweed, but now Tainan has been ploughed and smoothed like a book. The most experienced old farmer in the village also had a hard time leveling a field like a piece of land, and not even a single footprint could be seen in it.

Zhang Manyin rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled, but after rubbing his eyes ten times, the scene he saw did not change at all.

There were no footprints of the cow in the field, after all, when the cow came out of the field, it always left a lot of footprints on the edge of the field, and it was impossible for the traces of the cow's footprints to disappear in one night. But there seemed to be traces of ploughing in the fields.

Zhang Manyin wanted to know the answer, so he quickened his pace and walked towards his second son's house.

It has been a long time since Zhang Jiaohua was raised, and the pile work has been completed, and he is running around with sandbags in the hall at this time.

The grain in the bamboo plaque has been emptied by him, and the empty bamboo plaque, even if a child of thirty or forty pounds stands on it, will lose its balance and flip over. But with the weight of the sandbag, Zhang Jiaohua, who weighed sixty or seventy pounds, was able to run on it steadily. However, looking closely at Zhang Jiaohua's movements, his body was tilted into the bamboo plaque at a very large angle, and if he hadn't run extremely fast, he would have jumped into the bamboo plaque. He perfectly balances his speed with the inclination of his body. At this level, in fact, his kung fu can already be mastered.

Zhang Jiaohua recently felt that as long as he untied the sandbag tied to his leg, he had a feeling of being able to fly. The tree, which used to take a lot of difficulty, now climbs to the top with just a few rubs. The fence of the house and the fence above it are more than two meters high. But Zhang Zhaohua felt that she could step over. The body is as light as a swallow, and it climbs over the wall. This is the real light work.

Zhang Manyin wanted to shout loudly when he entered the door, he originally thought that the little grandson should not have gotten up yet, but he didn't expect the little grandson to practice kung fu in the hall. The gate was not closed, and it was seen in the courtyard.

Zhang Jiaohua ran so fast that he didn't even notice Zhang Manyin, who had already arrived at the door. The diamond leopard looked up at Zhang Manyin, and if he was familiar with someone he was familiar with, he didn't need to greet him.

Zhang Jiaohua has been spinning like a spinning top, and after a stick of incense, he didn't feel exhausted, because it was not easy to tie up, and the sandbags on his feet were added to twenty catties each, so he didn't add them any more. It's not that it's unbearable, it's that it's not easy to tie up, and it's starting to seriously affect the flexibility of the body. Most importantly, Zhang Jiaohua already felt that there was no point in continuing to add weight.

Running to the back, Zhang Jiaohua's body began to slowly overdraw, sweat gushing out of his pores like a spring, and then slowly converging into streams of sweat on his body.

With a stumbling footstep, Zhang Jiaohua jumped lightly and stood firmly outside the bamboo plaque.

"Grandpa, you're here. Zhang Jiaohua found out about Zhang Manyin's arrival.

"Hmm. Zhang Manyin rushed over, and at this time, his anger had already been replaced by surprise, "Are you practicing kung fu?

"I learned it from the old Taoist master. Zhang Zhaohua did not hide it. Everyone in the family knows that Zhang Jiaohua learned Meishan from the old Taoist master.

"Oh. Zhang Manyin's heart said that was indeed the case, and suddenly remembered the matter of the paddy field, "Called Hua, do you know that your paddy field has been ploughed by others?"

"Yes. I ploughed it last night. I've had a lot of effort. "Zhang Zhaohua actually only ploughed less than a penny.

"You mean, you ploughed that field in one night?

"If it's not me, is there anyone else?" asked Zhang Jiaohua.

Although Zhang Manyin couldn't believe it, but it was true, he couldn't help but believe it. Zhang Manyin still decided not to bother thinking about this problem, he got back to business, "Today I went to the town to buy seeds. If you had gone, you would have had breakfast early. I'll call you later. Why don't you come with me for breakfast? It's hard for you to do it alone. ”

"No, I don't. I'll get better soon. I also have to cook some rice to feed the chickens and ducks. Zhang Jiaohua rejected Zhang Manyin's suggestion. (To be continued.) )