pastoral days

Song Lai looked at the four dazed eyes, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Chaoyang, it's okay if Xiaowen doesn't know, how did you sing?" Song Lai looked disgusted, you said that you, a farmer, can't tell the difference between elephant grass and corn seedlings, and your eyes are like dogs?Or is Bo Jun smiling for someone?It has to be said that Song Lai's thoughts drifted further and further away.

"Uh, this..." Song Zhaoyang was a little at a loss for words.A little embarrassing.What can he say?Didn't you always point to what to do before, and never cared about it! !You can't be beaten twice by your parents (see how obedient he is).

"Father, I asked Brother Song to make it. I didn't realize that it was different from corn seedlings." Seeing this, Zhang Ruiwen said quickly, he couldn't hurt Brother Song.

"Two enemies, come and see. Although the shape is the same, the one with thicker roots is elephant grass. You are really capable. Even if you can't tell the difference, you won't leave the elephant grass alone..." Song Lai For what the two of them did this time, it was a bit big, and it would be great for others to see it.

Fortunately, the conditions at home are better now. If it was before, he would probably be stunned to death.If other people in the village saw it, they would probably be able to drown the Song family with one mouthful of saliva behind their backs.

So Song Lai made a decisive decision, and the three of them first destroyed the grass and seedlings.Of course, the plants that are mainly grasses on the two sides can only be pulled out.

Zhang Ruiwen looked at the brightly lit field, and looked at the surrounding area where it was still luxuriant, and now he felt a little guilty and guilty about asking.

"It's too late to add corn to these two sides, Xiaowen. Do you want to plant some melons?" Song Lai looked at Zhang Ruiwen who looked blank, and suggested that his own child really couldn't bear to do this.

"Can you?" It seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Mainly studying hard at home in winter, he thought he had become a farming tycoon.Unexpectedly, there is a gap of a moat between theory and practice, and now the basics are wrong recently. He feels that his thick skin like a city wall has fallen to the ground, and he can't pick it up.

"Of course, so I can eat the melons I made in summer and bring them to Xiaomi."

"Well, okay." Zhang Ruiwen grinned.As long as there is a remedy, otherwise his face will fall off the ground again when his brother-in-law comes to see him after a while.

Next, with the help of Song Lai, the three successfully thinned the corn in the remaining field.

Looking at the sparse corn in the field, Song Lai was still a little uneasy.Does doing this really improve yield?How do you say that if there are more seedlings, the harvest will be more. Even if a single seedling bears more fruits, the yield of 3 corns is more than 1.However, he will not object to what the child does. Xiaowen is studying hard every day, and he will definitely support him unconditionally.

After working in the field for several days, Zhang Ruiwen rested at home in darkness for two days.He's not too tired either. He just farmed this year, and Brother Song did almost 80% of the work, mainly because he was too excited.After finally resting, Zhang Ruiwen happily took some pastries made by Song Lai back to Zhang's mansion.My little nephew, here I come.

Zhang Xiaomi is in trouble now.It's so cute.There is a pointed and upturned nose embedded in the small white and fat face.Long hair, I haven't cut it for a long time.A pair of big eyes flashed under the thick eyebrows, and the jet-black eyes turned around with great vigor.The lotus root-like arms make people want to take a bite when they see it.Every time Zhang Ruiwen saw this arm, his appetite would increase greatly.

"Xiaomi, come, let's see this?" Zhang Ruiwen said anxiously, holding one of his big red flowers in his hand.Look at what he planted.

"Xiaowen, don't tease him back and forth, his little eyes don't know where to turn, and I'll be anxious with you later." Mo Xuelian looked at her son being teased a little anxiously, stupidly.As a qualified mother, of course she can't stand by and watch her son's stupid appearance.Of course, if you ignore her expression of watching the show, you will be an even better mother.

"Will Xiaomi be angry with uncle? Uncle will bring delicious food to Xiaomi in the future. Xiaomi will definitely not be angry, right?" Zhang Ruiwen continued to abduct.When Zhang Xiaomi heard this, he became very dancing.Well, it's sad enough to be controlled by my uncle at such a young age.

As a child born in a disaster year, Zhang Xiaomi is obsessed with food.Leaving aside other things, when he was less than one year old and was not too sensitive to terms like mother and father, his eyes lit up when he heard the word "eating".The little nose has such a keen sense of smell, now everyone dare not hug him to eat together, it's too noisy.

Ever since Master Zhang fed him a chopstick vegetable soup last time, he couldn't control himself anymore.If you don't reach your goal, you will never give up.Mrs. Zhang, as the original instigator, was directly punished by Mrs. Zhang to sleep in the study for two days.

Recently, Zhang Xiaomi started to eat some complementary foods for children. For other children, the most difficult thing in this period is how to let the children accept food other than breast milk.It's good for him, he is very happy when he eats complementary food every day, which makes Mo Xuelian sour.Let everyone have a good laugh.