Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 273 Survival in the End Times (20)

Qinghun led Xixi and Beibei into the greenhouse, and looked at the ridges of strawberry seedlings, with bright red fruits hanging on them. They were cute and beautiful, even if they hadn't tasted them yet, they were still in a happy mood.

I just thought that within half a month, with the coming of the blizzard, the originally warm greenhouse and these lovely strawberry elves would be destroyed by the blizzard, and I felt heartbroken.

Qinghun secretly sighed.

Xixi and Beibei often came to the greenhouse to pick strawberries. When they returned to school on Monday, they brought the strawberries, grapes, peaches and other fruits picked from their hometown to share with their classmates, and they made many good friends.

However, because they didn't go back to the country in the past two weeks, the two little friends never forgot the strawberries. Now they entered the greenhouse and immediately let them fly.

Without Qinghun's warning, the two little guys carefully picked the big and red strawberries professionally, and put them neatly into the small basket.

Seeing that Qinghun picked one and put it in his mouth to taste, Xixi frowned and persuaded: "Auntie, you don't need to soak this in salt water and wash it well, you can't eat it. Don't try it again, let mom wash it when you get home." Let's eat again."

Qinghun patted her head and said with a smile: "Auntie just tasted one, and didn't eat too much, it doesn't matter. Well, the strawberries in our village taste good, sweet and sour, refreshing and delicious. Each of us picks a basket, and we go back early when it is full, so we can go back early and eat early."

Although Beibei is usually very skinny, he even walked carefully when he arrived in the shed, and told Qinghun: "Auntie, be careful when you walk, don't step on the strawberries, these are all money. Grandma Aunts have worked hard growing strawberries. Look, I have counted 61 catties of strawberries for sale outside. There are about [-] strawberries. On average, it costs about three yuan a strawberry. Three yuan, now Latiao Although the price has increased, it’s not the [-] cents a pack you used to pay when you were young, but now you can buy three packs for three dollars! It’s enough for me to make three friends!”

Qinghun vomited: "You are in trouble with Latiao, young man, a pack of Latiao is a friend, your friend is really cheap."

Beibei rolled his eyes: "Auntie, I don't agree with you when you say that. Can friendship be measured by money?"

Xixi said from the side: "Yes, you borrowed five yuan from me the day before yesterday, but I didn't lend it to you, so you said you were no longer good friends with me and wanted to break up with me."

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"Jingjingxi, if you don't take down Pipibei's station, you will still be good friends." Beibei said that his friendship with his sister can still be saved.

It's a pity that Jing Jingxi doesn't cherish the friendship between them that has become obsolete because of money at all. friend."

Pipibei wailed: "Jingjingxi, you are no longer cute, did you make it?"

These two treasures!

Qinghun interrupted their quarrel with a smile, and gave a serious comment: "Okay, I think that although Pipibei has some shortcomings, he is still a good boy who can understand how grandma and aunts grow strawberries. It's hard work, not easy to destroy, and respecting the fruits of others' labor is worthy of praise. He is a beautiful boy with correct outlook on life, values, and morals. Jing Jingxi is also very good. Let's make progress together in the future."

The small bamboo baskets of the three of them were quickly filled with red fruits, and they went to the management office to weigh and pay the money, and then they walked back with the small baskets. On the way, they met their cousin Qinghe who came back from the city.

Qinghe rubbed the faces of the two children, grabbed a strawberry and threw it into his mouth, before talking to Qinghun: "Sister, why are you back?"

"I'm in my senior year. Our school is different from other schools. Seniors usually spend more time in the experimental base. During this period of time, I happened to have nothing to do, so I came back. You don't make up classes this week?"

Qinghe is a senior high school student, and usually has to make up lessons on weekends.

"The teacher who made up the class was sick and hospitalized, so I don't have to go to class this week and next week. I went to the hospital to see the teacher in the morning. I thought it would be fine to stay in the city, so I went back."

The two were talking, and led the two children home.

Qinghun gave Qinghe a basket of strawberries: "Take it home for grandma to eat. If I know you're back, I'll pick an extra basket. When are you going back to school?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

Qinghun said: "Brother will also send his sister-in-law and Xixibei back to the urban area tomorrow. Then you don't need to take the bus, go with the elder brother and the others. When you arrive in the urban area, ask the elder brother to send you to school. It just so happens that I Ask Uncle Wu to send some strawberries to my house at night, and I will leave a box for you later, and you can share them with the school and classmates, so don’t go and buy them yourself. I asked you to send more, and the price is very cheap. You don’t need to say anything I paid, but Uncle Wu said it would be on the account of Big Brother."

Qinghe just laughed: "Okay, anyway, follow sister and you cheat big brother's money, even if big brother wants to scold someone, he has to scold you first."

Qinghun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gave him a slap on the back of the head: "You are quite good at calculating. By the way, the weather may cool down in a few days, you'd better prepare some warm down jackets and snow boots to go back to school. Don’t panic if you have something to do, remember to call your elder brother.”

At the door of the house, Qinghe waved his hands: "Got it, I'm already this old. Sister, don't talk too much."

Although Qinghun is four years older than Qinghe, when she was a child, her elder brother was working outside to earn money. She has always lived in Qinghe's house and was taken care of by her grandparents. She has the best relationship with Qinghe and her cousin Qingluan.

Qinghun watched Qinghe enter the courtyard with a smile before leading Xixi and Beibei home.

When he got home, he saw his sister-in-law was killing a chicken by the well, Qing Hun asked, "Where did this chicken come from?"

They don't have chickens.

The well was also covered by a glass house built by Yan Qingtong.Well water is warm in winter and cool in summer, so washing vegetables and laundry with well water at this moment will not freeze your hands.

But the chicken was killed with boiling hot water, and a thin layer of mist was cast on the glass walls.

The sister-in-law said: "Grandma sent it for you to taste. At the beginning of the year, the old couple couldn't stay idle, and they caught seventy or eighty chicks to raise, and there were about twenty roosters for us to celebrate the new year." I ate it when I was eating it. I said that you were not willing to kill it when you came back to the National Day last time. Now it is almost the end of the year, and it happens to be fattened and can be eaten. Not to mention, the eggs we ate this year were all given by my grandma who came back every week , It is better than the grass eggs bought outside. Grandma said that she didn’t feed the feed at all, and it was all raised with wheat bran and cornmeal plus vegetables and grasses, and the nutrition was good.”

Qinghun really didn't know about this, and he didn't hear his grandma mention it when he came back from the National Day holiday last time.

The sister-in-law said: "The chicken shed is built on the site of the old house. It's at the west end, separated by the peach grove. How can you see it?"

Qinghun thought, he had to tell his grandma, don't sell the extra eggs, keep them at home. (first update)
(End of this chapter)