Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao glanced at his points, then glanced at the medicine in the shopping cart again, and bought it with his little finger.

In the past six months, as long as Man Bao has money, he will buy meat to nourish his mother every once in a while, and when he has no money, he insists on sharing eggs with Qian.

Most of the time, Qian didn't eat it, but sometimes she couldn't get rid of it and ate it.

Then not only Qian Shi found that her body was improving, but Man Bao also found it. She felt that her mother stopped breathing after saying long, long words, and she was still angry, and her face looked better than before.

Keke said that this is a manifestation of blood, so she knows that it is important to save points to buy medicines, but it is more important to earn money to buy meat for her mother.

Shopkeeper Zheng said that medicine tonic is not as good as food tonic, because medicine is three-part poisonous, and it is best to keep up with the diet when taking medicine, so as not to waste the efficacy of medicine.

Even the doctor who saw the eldest sister said that although the eldest sister had taken medicine before, but she did not rest enough, could not keep up with her food, she was starving and freezing, no matter how much medicine she took.

So Man Bao came to a conclusion that daily food and clothing are very important, very important! It's more important than taking medicine.

Influenced by Lao Zhoutou, Man Bao also felt that farming is one of the most important ways to maintain a living and make money. The food for so many of their family comes from the ground, so farming is very important.

Of course, farmyard manure is also very important.

Man Bao bought the book, and Keke very thoughtfully transformed the book into the text and reading mode of their era, and even the cover turned blue.

Only the content has not changed.

Man Bao flipped through it curiously in his hand, "The cover just now was obviously a dish!"

Keke smiled and said: "The host can learn about the fast printing in our future technology, one-second switching, fast printing, binding, and all automation."

Man Bao took out the scumbag's storybook and asked, "Why isn't this book labeled like this?"

"Because it's cheap, we don't provide this service." Keke said: "And many of the stories in this storybook are not from this era. It is recommended that the host not take it out, but the two books are different, the host just takes it out. Research is also possible."

Man Bao probed his head and looked out, seeing that no one noticed, so he quietly took out the book, so that she didn't have to pretend to sleep, and then read the book in the system.

She also doesn't like to read with consciousness while lying down. She feels that it is very easy to get tired, and it is different to read with her eyes. She can read with relish for a long time.

Man Bao hesitated between the two books, and finally read the development process first. She wanted to see how farmyard manure was made in history.

As a result, the page was opened. As the saying goes, "the crops are a flower, and the family depends on the fat." This is much easier to understand than the pile of books in the master's study and the books of Bai Shanbao's family.

She leaned against the window with the book in her hand and read with relish.

Xiao Qian, who was sifting rice seeds outside, noticed that Man Bao had not moved into the house for a long time, so she couldn't help getting up to take a look. As a result, seeing her holding the book with relish, she couldn't help but stop and walked out tiptoe.

Qian glanced at her and asked, "What is she doing in the house?"

Xiao Qian looked relieved and whispered: "Reading books, our family Manbao is so self-conscious, I heard that other students in the school, every time they go home from vacation or school, letting them take books is like killing them. ."

Qian is also very proud of her youngest daughter's self-consciousness, "This child likes to read, so he is naturally more self-conscious than others."

Zhou Xi also glanced at the window, his heart was soft and sour, and the movements of his hands could not help slowing down.

Man Bao got a new book and read it with relish for several days. She even took it to the school and took it out to read in her spare time.

Bai Shanbao leaned over curiously, and after watching for a while, he couldn't help covering his nose and said, "Does it smell?"

Man Bao put the book on his nose and said, "Is it the scent of ink?"

Bai Shanbao pushed open the book and said, "No, it smells of fat flowers."

Man Bao laughed until her little body trembled, and she said happily, "Is it like the flower fat you caught?"

Bai Shanbao got angry and stretched out his hand to hit her, but Man Bao immediately ran with the book in his arms, ran out of the classroom and made faces at him, "Da Ji told me that your ginger's flower fertilizer was applied by holding it with your hands. Crying, shy."

Bai Shanbao was so angry that he was going to beat her, Man Bao turned around and ran, then plunged into Mr. Zhuang's arms.

Bai Shanbao ran out with red eyes, and was grabbed by Mr. Zhuang, and then Mr. Zhuang said Man Bao, "You are bullying Shanbao again."

Man Bao refused to admit, "I didn't!"

Mr. Zhuang nodded her nose and said, "Don't bully classmates."

Bai Shanbao felt even more aggrieved, raised his head to look at Mr., took a breath, and called out, "Sir..."

Mr. Zhuang felt a little happy, but also a little helpless, touched his little head and smiled: "You are a boy, but you can't cry. If Manbao wants to bully you again in the future, you can refute it with reason. What a gentleman does, let's be a gentleman, okay?"

Bai Shanbao: "But I'm still young, don't be a gentleman."

Man Bao also nodded and agreed: "Sir, let's be a villain first, and then be a gentleman when we grow up, okay?"

Mr. Zhuang: "...be a gentleman regardless of age."

But the two children obviously don't think so. In order to not be a gentleman, they even abandoned their previous hatred and stopped quarreling. They unanimously persuaded Mr. Zhuang that he wanted to become a gentleman when he grew up.

After school, the two little people walked out hand in hand, Man Bao invited him to see the farmyard manure composted in her house, she said: "I have read the book, I understand a lot, I know how to compost, wait for me to compost it. Come out and I'll give you some when the time comes."

Bai Shanbao disliked it, "I don't want it, I already have enough ginger."

Then he followed Man Bao to the field to look at the fat. Yesterday, Tuesday Lang poured the leaves in and sprinkled a little water and left it alone.

Because they don't think that they can get fat out in this way, it's just an extra effort to fulfill Yaomei's request.

Thursday Lang was serving his treasure, and when he saw Man Bao coming over, he said hello.

Man Bao solemnly took out her book and said to Thursday Lang: "Fourth brother, I found a way to compost. Let's come together. Ginger needs a lot of fat."

Chu Chulang took a curious look and asked, "You're not lying to me, are you? There's a book dedicated to composting?"

The person who writes the book has nothing to do when he is full?

And why would anyone buy such a book?

The fourth brother's thoughts were written on his face, and Man Bao despised him, "So you can't even plant the land well. Not only can people farm the land, but they can also write a book about it. Do you think they're good?"

Chuu Lang scratched his head and looked at Bai Shanbao, "Is it really a book written with fat?"

Bai Shanbao nodded, he still recognized the words, and he had also read a passage, it was indeed written about fat, but it was not just about fat.

Chuu Lang was amazed, and out of awe for books, he said: "Okay, I will listen to you what you say and do."