Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Not only did Master Bai give them the New Year's money, but Old Madam Bai and Mrs. Bai also gave it to them. Even if Man Bao and Bai Shanbao were still young, they understood the truth.

So the two who received the gift held Bai Erlang's hand from left to right and took him to play together.

Bai Erlang reluctantly ran out with them, and when he got outside, he asked, "What are you playing?"

"We're going to find the mushrooms that are growing on rotten leaves and manure, move it into my compost pile, and have them open up more to break down the manure."

Bai Erlang was stunned, "What's so funny about this?"

Bai Shanbao said: "It's fun, even if you dig and transplant it together with the soil where it grows, it may not survive. I and Manbao are in a competition to see who can find more, and the survival rate of transplanting is higher. "

Man Bao nodded, "There was a drizzle two days ago, and there are more mushrooms like this on the mountain, otherwise it would be hard to find them."

Bai Erlang shook off their hands and said, "I won't play with you anymore, I'm going to play hide-and-seek with my friends."

Bai Shanbao despised, "What's so fun about hide-and-seek, as soon as I find an accurate one, you will definitely hide in the haystack again."

Bai Erlang stared, "How do you know?"

Man Bao laughed and said: "Ten times of hide-and-seek, nine times you hide there, and one time you don't hide well, we all know."

"Nonsense, they don't know, they often can't find me, and there are several haystacks."

"That's because they are stupid," Man Bao said, "Look at the straw scattered next to the haystack and you'll know where you are hiding. Hmph, you hide in the haystack every time, it's not fun at all. "

The two sides had different ways and parted ways at the entrance of the village. Bai Shanbao also said to him, "It's not that we don't take you to play, it's that you don't want to play with us. You can't complain to your uncle."

"I won't sue. Whoever sues is a puppy."

So the two sides reached a consensus and played separately.

Bai Shanbao and Man Bao held hands and ran towards the mountains at the entrance of the village.

Of course, it is not a mountain, but a hill, because there is no wasteland on it, and there are all kinds of beautiful flowers and wild fruits, which are very popular with children in the village, and people often like to go there to play.

And many people's vegetable gardens are not far from the foot of the mountain, so adults never stop children from going up to play.

Man Bao's family opened three compost piles this year, two of which are at the foot of the mountain, next to the three fields they opened up wasteland.

For the competition, she and Bai Shanbao each divided one, actively collected those mushrooms from all over the place, and then transplanted them to the compost heap.

For the decomposing poisonous mushrooms that she found, Manbao, who had already recorded them, tried to keep them alive and cultivated more mycelium and spores according to the entry; if they had not been recorded, she happily separated a strain for her. Keke included, waiting for points and entries.

Bai Shanbao felt that this game was very fulfilling. Just like growing ginger, he reaps happiness every time he finds one, and the transplanted mushrooms survive, and he reaps happiness.

If you can wake up and find that there are more small mushrooms growing next to a mushroom, it will be happier.

Because of this, Bai Shanbao has been very keen to squat next to the compost heap recently to observe how they grow and grow, and he doesn't dislike this smelly compost heap at all.

Bai Shanbao is still like this, and Manbao has gained even more happiness.

This made everyone in the Zhou family incomprehensible. What is there to see in the compost pile? Why are these two children so keen to transplant these inedible mushroom umbrellas?

But although I don't understand it, I also know that they value this thing very much. When Zhou Dalang and the others are composting, they will subconsciously avoid the mushrooms they transplanted without damaging them.

Liu Shi was also very curious, so she specially called her grandson and Man Bao to ask, and learned that the two children were silent because "mushrooms can decompose rotted leaves and other difficult-to-decompose substances, speeding up composting". Understand, but she understands the second half of the sentence, and their purpose is obviously the last half of the sentence.

Liu Shi originally thought this was a simple game, but he didn't expect them to have such a purpose.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Who told you this?"

Bai Shanbao scratched his head and looked at Man Bao.

Man Bao also scratched his head and said, "No one told me, isn't this what the eyes can see?"

Bai Shanbao thought about it too, nodded and said, "Yes, you can see it with your eyes."

Liu Shi didn't know what to ask. She never stopped her grandson from being naughty, and this kind of naughty was different from the naughty children in the traditional sense.

So she could only smile and let the two children continue to play.

This year, Mr. Zhuang gave them a long holiday, from the day of the new year until the end of the Lantern Festival.

Some time ago, I was detained reading, and the two children had no time to play at all. Maybe they were detained too much, and they were like wild horses running away when they were on vacation.

Manbao's things have always been in charge of herself. Since she was very young, Qian's family didn't ask her for New Year's money. Therefore, Qian's family didn't know that she received "great gifts" from Bai's family until the first month of the first month. One day, because Man Bao liked the appearance of the golden scorpion, he made a hollow knot with various colored threads and hung it at the head of the bed. Only then did the Qian Shi know.

It's fifth year now.

Qian Shi was taken aback, this is gold!

Although a gold coin is not big, only a few points, it is still too precious for a family like them.

Especially the craftsmanship it is made of.

Qian opened his mouth after seeing it, but in the end he didn't say anything, just said to Man Bao, "We have to return the gift to Young Master Bai and the Second Young Master, Man Bao, can you give this golden thorn to your mother?"

Man Bao asked, "Mother, do you want to send it back to them?"

Qian Shi sighed, "This is too precious."

Man Bao scratched his head and felt that it was not good, but she couldn't say why it was bad.

She held on to the beautiful golden scorpion and refused to give it.

Old Zhoutou also saw the gold, his eyes were bright, and when he saw his wife looking over, he coughed lightly and said solemnly, "It's a bit precious, but this is for people like us. Care about the money."

Qian frowned.

The old Zhoutou quickly said: "We also gave the two young masters some lucky money. Although it is not as good as what they gave to Manbao, the courtesy is light and affectionate."

He is still very fond of these golden sons, and plans to talk to Man Bao later.

Man Bao nodded and said, "Yes, courtesy is light and affectionate."

Seeing that the girl, like her father, has been holding onto the golden spear, she knew that she would not be able to get it.

Qian Shi sighed sadly, thinking that the family had to prepare some gifts to return to the Bai family, otherwise the difference would be too great.