Rebirth and daily cultivation

In the countryside and fields, the moon shines like water.

Xue Yuantong raised his head and looked into the distance. The lights of the river dam in the distance were like stars, dim and twinkling, and vendors and tourists coexisted.

And here she was, quiet and deep.

Xue Yuantong carried a lantern and continued to play the role of watchman. Her voice was crisp and clear: "The world is bright and peaceful."

Xue Chuchu silently reminded: "Aren't we catching bamboo rats?"

Xue Yuantong glanced at her sideways, criticizing in his heart, young people nowadays are so impatient, she hasn't finished speaking yet!

Then, Xue Yuantong said: "Only evil rats bring harm to the world. Today, you will do justice for heaven!"

"Go, Jiang Ning!" She waved her little hand.

Jiang Ning: "I'm too lazy to care."

There was no other way, so Xue Yuantong and Xue Chuchu worked together to search for wild bamboo rats.

Looking for bamboo rats is a technical job. In such a huge land, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to find a bamboo rat huddled in a hole.

Xue Yuantong pretended to be an old hunter and talked eloquently: "Bamboo rats like to eat miscanthus roots, thatch roots, and bamboo. Look at that small bamboo forest over there?"

Today, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moonlight is exceptionally bright. In the dim fields, you can vaguely see the bamboo forest in the distance.

"Let's go to the destination!" Xue Yuantong led the team and strolled to the bamboo forest.

There was a small dry ditch nearby, which was densely covered with bamboos and weeds. Xue Yuantong flew into it, but luckily he didn't fall, otherwise Xue Chuchu might not be able to find her.

Xue Yuantong swam in the grass for a while, shaking his head repeatedly: "Withered grass, all dead grass, no bamboo rats!"

Xue Chuchu: "Do you need fresh grass?"

"Not only fresh grass, but also fresh soil!" Xue Yuantong said.

When Xue Chuchu heard it, she felt it made sense, so she turned on a flashlight and searched the small bamboo forest.

Although Xue Chuchu is now clear and cold, with smooth and tender skin, as if she is not a worldly person, she is still a little girl from the village at heart.

She had done farm work in her childhood, often running around in the fields catching grasshoppers and butterflies, so she was quite good at this.

After searching for a while, Xue Chuchu illuminated a bamboo with a flashlight and called out: "Tongtong, come here quickly."

Xue Yuantong ran to the side, stuck out his little face, and was surprised: "The bite marks are really bamboo rats!"

Xue Chuchu was also inspired, and the two little girls continued to look for traces of bamboo rat holes.

Jiang Ning saw that the two of them were in high spirits, so he didn't interfere too much. He simply acted as a hands-off shopkeeper.

He came to Heba for more than a year, destroying black chemical plants, regulating water systems, banning farmers who throw pesticides indiscriminately, and often burning garbage, etc... The natural environment within a radius of more than ten miles is in a benign dynamic balance, with bamboo Rat was exactly as he expected.

If the two of them could really catch the bamboo rat, they would definitely have a stronger sense of accomplishment than Jiang Ning did.

"If there's anything you don't know about, you can ask me." Jiang Ning said.

Xue Yuantong curled his lips secretly: "It's a shame."

Jiang Ning: "I will only give you twenty minutes, and then I will take over the bamboo forest."

Xue Yuantong continues to look for the cute bamboo rat.

Jiang Ning had nothing to do, so she took out her mobile phone and opened the chess APP.

He originally wanted to randomly match players. After thinking for a while, he returned to WeChat and chatted privately: "What are you doing? Let's play chess."

…

Huqi Mountain, villa area.

On the second floor, in the spacious kitchen, Ding Shuyan wore an apron around her waist. She held a spoon in her hand, her flexible waist slightly bent, and tasted the soup gently.

Lin Han sat at the dining table and asked doubtfully, "Can it be eaten?"

She wanted to go out for dinner tonight, but her niece claimed that she made soup, and Lin Han was shocked.

Ding Shuyan nodded slightly: "I can drink it."

"Have you blanched the ribs? Are they fishy?" Lin Han was worried.

Ding Shuyan was not offended at all. Her rules were clear: "Soak the ribs for an hour, wash them with flour, and then blanch them in a pot. There will be no fishy smell."

She looked at the floating oil on the soup noodles, filled a bowl with it, and brought it to Lin Han.

Lin Han lowered his head and saw that the pork ribs and corn soup had yam, carrots, and red dates added to it. It looked really good.

She was in the mood to test the poison, took a sip, and was immediately surprised: "You are good at your craft."

Ding Shuyan, who used to be quiet in the past, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, then turned them away again. She was calm and rational:

"There is no difficulty in cooking. Once the process is clarified, it is much simpler than math problems. I really don't understand why some people think cooking is difficult?"

Lin Han felt that his niece was like a yin and yang, but because the soup tasted delicious, he temporarily forgave her.

Ding Shuyan took off her apron, and the aura around her body changed accordingly, and she regained her innate sense of control over everything.

Then she looked at the desktop and found that the phone screen was lit up.

Ding Shuyan checked it calmly and found that it was Jiang Ning's message.

She immediately replied: "I'm ready to eat, and I can play."

Jiang Ning was very generous. He sent a message: "Then you should eat first. Food is the most important thing for the people."

The corners of Ding Shuyan's mouth unconsciously curved in an evil way: "No, I put you first."

Until Lin Han's gaze came to her, Ding Shuyan quickly dropped her smile.

Lin Han stared.

Ding Shuyan looked at her calmly, and only after forcing Lin Han back did she return to the bedroom lightly.

Chess is a game of logic, and Ding Shuyan is a master at it. She originally planned to give up to Jiang Ning, but then when the fight was fierce, she deliberately let Jiang Ning win.

However, as the rain continued, Ding Shuyan found that they were evenly matched, and even had a slight tendency to lose.

She was not a pedantic person, so she opened her iPad and moved her two fingers like butterflies to quickly restore the endgame. She chose to let the master-level computer help her, and she played according to the master's steps.

Gradually, Jiang Ning began to lose.

Ding Shuyan smiled faintly. She did not deny the technological development of mankind from ancient times to the present because of her extraordinary power. She only chose things that were beneficial to her.

From this moment on, Ding Shuyan became a technological warrior.

Just as she was preparing to secretly let Jiang Ning go, she suddenly found that Jiang Ning's chess pieces changed strangely, and the aura of killing was strong.

Ding Shuyan's expression gradually solidified, and the master-level computer began to fail.

In the end, she tried her best, but still lost the game.

Ding Shuyan looked at the screen for a long time without saying a word, and that extremely outstanding face showed an indescribable emotion.

It was a master-level computer. She played against it countless games, but never won a game, and no one around her could win.

Now…

Did she overestimate technology and underestimate the extraordinary?

At the same time, Jiang Ning took the phone back from Tongtong, touched her soft hair, and praised her generously: "You are worthy of it."

Xue Yuantong snorted: "Don't you see who I am?"

He said: "I'm hungry, help me find bamboo rats."

Jiang Ning: "Okay."

…

Before Jiang Ning made a move, Xue Chuchu stood in the dry ditch, looking at a piece of loose soil on the slope.

"I think I found a bamboo rat hole." She said.

Xue Yuantong jumped over quickly, and she used a small wooden stick to dig twice, and indeed revealed a black mud hole.

"It belongs to a bamboo rat, and bamboo rats will use mud to block the hole!" Xue Yuantong concluded.

Xue Chuchu shone the bamboo rat hole with a flashlight, and she found a branch and poked it in.

"Just the measurable part is at least one meter deep, how to catch it?" Xue Chuchu was in trouble.

This is not a crayfish hole, you can just dig it with your hands, but it is impossible to dig it out in a bamboo rat hole. Not to mention whether you can touch it, you may get bitten.

"Fill it with water!"

"Set off fireworks!"

Chuchu and Tongtong blurted out.

Jiang Ning's consciousness extended, like a high-definition X-ray, penetrating the heavy soil and seeing everything about the bamboo rat cave.

A gray bamboo rat was hiding in a dark corner.

According to Jiang Ning's estimation, there is not much hope of filling it with water and setting off fireworks, and it is also time-consuming, unless the bamboo rat cave is completely dug out. Many people who catch bamboo rats rely on digging, often digging for several hours.

Jiang Ning was too lazy to bother, so he took out a small firework.

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Xue Yuantong saw it and shouted, "Ground mouse!"

Ground mouse is a kind of rotating small firework. After being lit, it runs around like a spinning top. Tongtong played with it when he was a child and almost burned his own firewood pile.

Jiang Ning didn't even take out the lighter. He flicked his fingers and the flames ignited the ground rat instantly. He threw it into the bamboo rat hole.

Xue Chuchu witnessed it with her own eyes and was puzzled. How did Jiang Ning make the fire?

After Jiang Ning threw the ground rat, it was difficult to scare the bamboo rat out with the ground rat alone. His trump card was behind.

Jiang Ning urged his magic power and turned into an invisible spiritual hand. He got into the bamboo rat hole and grabbed the frightened bamboo rat.

Xue Yuantong squatted on the ground and saw the "ground rat" running around unscrupulously at the entrance of the hole. She shouted excitedly: "The rats are coming out to celebrate the festival!"

The bamboo rat, whose throat was strangled, was pulled out of the old nest. In order to simulate the real escape effect, the spiritual hand separated several tentacles to control the bamboo rat's four legs to crawl.

Then, what appeared in front of the three people was the scene of the bamboo rat running wildly.

"Catch it!" Xue Chuchu couldn't control her nervousness, fearing that the bamboo rat would run away and all her efforts would be wasted.

At this time, Jiang Ning, who was guarding the slope, put away his spiritual power.

He stretched out his hand to pinch the bamboo rat's tail, and lifted it up, and an upside-down bamboo rat appeared in front of the three people.

"Wow wow wow!" Xue Yuantong was so excited that her movements were even bigger than the bamboo rat that was caught.

The bamboo rat opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, and kept hissing, which was a bit fierce like a wild animal.

"Be careful, it will bite you." Xue Chuchu reminded.

Jiang Ning straightened his arms, lifted the bamboo rat, and laughed: "It's okay, it's too fat, it can't turn over and bite me."

Xue Yuantong said beside him: "I saw people grabbing bamboo rats by the back of their necks on TV."

The rat looked fluffy, and she wanted to catch it.

Xue Chuchu: "No, it will flip and bite you."

The fierce bamboo rat was looked at by the three for a while. Jiang Ning: "It's about three pounds."

Xue Yuantong: "Not small."

Xue Chuchu: "What to stir-fry with it?"

Jiang Ning: "Bamboo shoots, I still have some bamboo shoots at home."

The taste of wild bamboo rats is pretty good. Add the fresh bamboo shoots he got from Huqi Mountain, stir-fry them in a clay pot with onions, ginger, garlic, cooking wine, and sprinkle with spices, and the taste can be improved by several levels.

Xue Yuantong was almost drooling just thinking about it, and ordered to go back to the mansion.

...

The way home is beautiful, and the moon seems to be brighter.

When they came, they passed by the farmhouse, and when they returned, they still passed by the farmhouse. The difference is that Jiang Ning has a plump bamboo rat in his hand.

"Oh my god, did you really catch it?" Lin Zida was dumbfounded.

His words attracted the attention of his companions in front of the campfire, and they looked over and found the bamboo rat in Jiang Ning's hand.

"Just caught?" Zhuang Jianhui asked.

Jiang Ning shook the bamboo rat, and fresh soil fell down: "Yes."

Wang Yong, who was counting among the crowd, said with envy: "You are so lucky, there are very few wild ones now."

Some of the other strangers were looking at the bamboo rat, some were looking at Xue Chuchu, and some were looking at Jiang Ning.

Wei Zishan leaned closer. She liked raising snakes, so when she saw the hissing bamboo rat, she didn't feel scared at all. She was even curious: "Is it a male or a female?"

While speaking, she flicked the bamboo rat with her finger, but was kicked by the bamboo rat.

Wei Zishan immediately put it on, extremely delicate: "Ah, I was caught by a bamboo rat, I'm done, I'm infected with a virus~"

Xue Yuantong was secretly dissatisfied.

Xue Chuchu didn't show off and paid attention to Jiang Ning from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Ning: "Then you have to go to the hospital quickly. If you go there too late, you will be cured."

Lin Zida laughed out loud.

Wei Zishan suddenly couldn't continue acting.

Jiang Ning didn't stay long, turned around and left, going home to deal with the bamboo rats. Tongtong and Chuchu hadn't had dinner yet.

Teacher Qian was shocked when he saw the rat in their hands: "Did you really catch it?"

Xue Yuantong: "Fake, fake, hallucination!"

Teacher Qian was dismissive and thought I was blind?

However, he had already eaten, and since tonight was the Lantern Festival, he was now in the state of a poet, so he immediately suggested: "Hey, during the beautiful scenery of the Lantern Festival, how can we not guess lantern riddles?"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Yuantong followed Jiang Ning into the house.

Teacher Qian: “…”

Lonely, lonely, so lonely!

Suddenly, a car came from the east. It turned out to be Xingxing, who had not yet returned home. He pulled a four-wheeled carriage and came to the west to pick up guests from the farmhouse.

The lonely teacher Qian couldn't express his talent. He took out two pieces of beef jerky and shouted: "Xingzi, eat something."

Xingxing came by car.

Teacher Qian then said: "Let me test you, 'Although the phoenix feather is beautiful, what will it become when it lands?' Guess the two-character lantern riddle, if you can guess..."

Xingxing, who was severely oppressed by life, had already lost hope. He didn't even listen to the answer and just said the next sentence:

"Guess the chicken feathers!"

Teacher Qian was shocked. He held down Xingxing's shoulders and said in a trembling tone, "Genius, you are simply a genius!"

Xingxing looked at the crazy teacher Qian and was so scared that it was so scary Heba! He really wants to go home!

…

Next to the campfire at the farmhouse.

"Bamboo rat, it's okay. It tastes like rabbit meat, but not as bad as rabbit meat." The man's tone was light and he didn't take it seriously.

Wang Yong was excited when he learned that this boy would enter Class 8 in the future. His grandfather often said, 'The three pillars of life are that we have shouldered a gun together, been in the same class together, and...'

Class 8 is divided into factions, and there is still a year and a half left in high school. By then, this kid will definitely make friends with him, and he will probably be more helpful to Wang Yong than Zhuang Jianhui.

Wang Yong immediately agreed: "Yes, I asked Boss Yang to stew native chicken today. It is definitely a different flavor!"

The man added: "It's a pity that Shu Yan is not here."

Mentioning her name, Zhuang Jianhui sounded melancholy: "Maybe she doesn't like Heba."