Owning a farm is a joy

A Qiao seemed to have punched the cotton with a fist, secretly thinking that this green tea is quite good, this... is a master.

The master Mingcheng saw that Aqiao maintained the same posture, standing in the same field to water, and quickly reminded: "If you continue to water it, it will waterlog Aqiao."

A Qiao covered her mouth and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was distracted." After speaking, he changed a piece of land and started watering.

Mingcheng saw that Aqiao had been busy in the field, so he went to clean up the duckweed in the lotus pond and the newly grown weeds in the yard.

After pulling the grass, gather it up and put it in the lamb's trough, and then go to the chicken coop to get the eggs.

His chickens will lay eggs every day after they grow into hens, and the eggs laid are not bad. Mingcheng didn't sell them, and planned to save them for later use when making food by himself.

The main reason is that the eggs laid by the chickens he raises are not much, and he is reluctant to sell them. No matter how good the eggs are, there are too many people to raise them, and the supply exceeds demand, so they can't sell much in the market, so he simply keeps them for himself. .

Aqiao didn't give up, he didn't want to show off his wealth all the time, seeing that Mingcheng was finally not so busy at the moment, he even came over with a fruit plate and gave him fruit to eat.

He quickly stopped what he was doing and said, "Is this for me?" I only eat more than 60.00% of the fruit, he plans to say this later.

For example, if you take a bite and find that the fruit is only [-] to [-] percent?

Poor people eat such low-grade fruits!

A Qiao put down the kettle, picked up a banana, peeled off the skin, took a bite deliberately, and didn't taste the taste carefully. In fact, he is not particularly obsessed with food and fruits in the game, but there are many men in the game. I spent a lot of money to buy high-quality fruit for him, but it was only seventy at most, and I usually ate around fifty, and occasionally I ate something around sixty, so I ate the fruit that Mingcheng handed over, and it was just like that. A little bit, I didn't recollect it carefully at all, so I couldn't recollect it at all, and I was about to sneer quietly.

"Oh, what kind of sweetness is this? I usually eat 60.00% of it. I'm not used to eating less than [-]%..."

Mingcheng took a look at the fruit he brought. Recently, he has been very lucky in growing fruits. Although there are not many rare fruits popping up, they are basically around [-]. After hearing this, poke the banana he just took away, and the attributes can be seen instantly. no more.

"The one you ate has a sweetness level of 66, which is just right for your habits." After speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a kind smile.

"..." A Qiao choked, feeling like he was being slapped in the face.

This turned out to be 66, and this banana turned out to be 66!

Will Weiwei think that what he said just now is just putting on a show, thinking that he has never eaten bananas over sixty, so he didn't taste the sweetness of this banana?

In fact, Aqiao doesn’t particularly like to spend money on fruits. He prefers appearance, special effects, and props. Anyway, he can hold them for a long time. Fruits are finished in one bite, for example, eighty ones, he hasn't eaten them until now, who can consume tens of thousands of them, and they are gone after eating, there is a fart.

At seventy, he only ate it twice, and the men who chased him bought it for him. Most of them were around fifty, and the one at sixty was also bought by other men. He couldn't afford it, but he didn't want to pay for these things that meant nothing to him.

But this one called Weiwei, entertaining guests, is 66 at hand, which is [-] at four o'clock, which belongs to high sweetness!

With an average relationship, who can take it out to entertain game friends casually, he and this Weiwei are not close or related...

This guy obviously lives in such an ordinary place, how dare he be so generous?

Want to bury him and humiliate him?

What the hell is he doing!

With Mingcheng's attack, Aqiao was completely confused.

what's the situation?

Did he grow it himself?

Generally, even if a plant of this quality cannot be auctioned, at least it can be sold at a high price in the transaction column. He is so poor, why would he eat it casually?

Make a swollen face and make a fat man?

A Qiao, who had been turning back and forth in his heart, held back his surprised expression. He ate the banana and said, "Can I have another one?" What about the tall one?

"Of course you can. I'll put it on the small table here. If you want to eat, you can take it yourself. I'll clean up the house." Turning around and leaving with a calm posture, he didn't even think about what this person was thinking.

After Mingcheng left, Aqiao clicked on the attributes of each fruit on the plate, and something even more shocking happened.

None of these fruits are below 68, some are 62, and the lowest is [-].

Looking at the environment, Aqiao felt that he must not be able to afford so many fruits, and if he could afford them, he would not give them to him casually, so they were grown by him, and some people were just lucky.

With his appearance, can't someone be willing to spend money to buy it for him?

But if so many can be planted, they will usually be sold first, but he didn't... So he is not short of money?

Then why buy such a cheap holographic warehouse? In his friend list, if he finds a low-end holographic warehouse useful, he will never become a game friend with the other party, and delete it directly. He doesn't want to get in touch with it, wasting time.

If it wasn't for establishing a relationship with Cool Brother, he wouldn't be friends with this fruit farmer Vivega.

A Qiao, who failed to slap his face, was in a depressed mood, no matter how delicious the fruit was, he couldn't taste it now.

In the end, before Mingcheng finished cleaning the house and came out, he quietly left unwillingly.

Mingcheng, who was not disturbed at all, finished his work and came out to find that Aqiao had left. He checked the time and went to the game to prepare for a rest.

The next day, Mingcheng didn't play the game, and was taken to the hospital by his parents to remove the plaster cast. His leg was almost healed, and then there was a week-long adaptation period, after all, he hadn't walked properly for a long time.

Thinking of being free soon, Mingcheng smiled all the way.

Ming Ning was driving, Wang Qingxuan, the co-pilot, looked back at his son and found him looking out the window with a smiling face, and asked, "School will start after a while, are you worried that you won't be able to keep up with the progress?"

Mingcheng said: "There are online classes every day, as well as review, so I shouldn't be unable to keep up."

"You're quite confident." Wang Qingxuan chuckled.

Ming Ning continued: "We are self-disciplined, and we are not lazy at ordinary times. How could we not keep up with the progress?"

"Yes, yes, your son is the best." Wang Qingxuan looked at his wife.

Ming Ning snorted softly and said, "It's the same as saying it's not your son."

The couple came to the hospital talking, laughing and mixing their mouths. After removing the plaster, they drove directly to the restaurant, where grandparents and grandparents were waiting.

For them, Mingcheng's removal of plaster is also very worthy of celebration. It represents recovery and freedom, and they must get together to celebrate.

This time Mingcheng's aunt and uncle also came.

Leaning on crutches, Mingcheng slowly walked into the box step by step, and all of a sudden, ribbons were flying all over the sky, there were cheers from his cousin, and applause from his family members.

"Congratulations to Mingcheng for being completely liberated—"

The whole box was very lively, Wang Qingxuan behind him pushed a small cake from somewhere, Ming Ning said, "Chengcheng, come and cut the cake."

Mingcheng looked back and said dumbfoundingly, "It's like celebrating a birthday."

When the cousin heard this, she ran over, pulled his arm with a smile and said, "I am lucky today. If you hadn't removed the plaster cast, my mother would have let me be with books in the last few days!" As if Also took a breath.

When Mingcheng's aunt heard her daughter's words, she pointed her forehead and said, "I asked you to read five classics during the summer vacation. I didn't complete the task, and I sued your brother."

The wronged sister stuck out her tongue quietly and hid behind Mingcheng.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Mingcheng made the first cut, and then Wang Qingxuan divided the cake, and finally sat around the table to eat and chat, the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.

On the other side, Lan Zai was taken aback by Lian Sansui who suddenly came home one day earlier.

Looking at his younger brother who rushed to his study as soon as he got home, he said, "Why are you back?"

"I can't let go of my game. I got home a day early. Are you pleasantly surprised? Do you feel that you are about to be relieved, and finally you don't have to play games for me!" Lian Sansui put his arms around his hips, with a really considerate look on his face.

The electronic pen in Lan Zai's hand paused, slightly lowered his eyes to look at the holographic screen in front of him, casually tapped on the table, and the holographic screen went out.

"Are you going to play the game later?"

"Sure, but I have to take a shower first, I'm exhausted, maybe I have to sleep before it's too late to start the game.

Lan Zai was silent for a moment, just when Lian Sansui thought he had finished speaking and was about to leave, he heard his brother say, "That friend of yours thinks I'm a power leveling agent, don't tell me I'm your brother."

"Pfft—" power leveling?Just when he was about to say something, he found that his brother was snarled when he heard his laughter, and immediately fell silent.

Lan Zai's voice is colder than it sounds in the game, as if rubbing a layer of frost and saying: "Did you hear that?" Some people have such a natural voice, which makes you feel that the other party is not easy to approach and exudes a dangerous atmosphere.

"Understood, but...why do you say that you are a power leveling..."

"I don't want people to know that I have a stupid brother."

"..." Well, I was the one who made fun of myself and interrupted.

Three-year-old Lian originally wanted to take a shower and play the game, but he was too sleepy after taking a shower. In the end, he slept for several hours before getting up and eating something before logging in to the game.

It turned out that Mingcheng was not there, but there were a lot of good things in the backpack. It was his brother who made it up for him, and he was very touched. Thinking that his brother is really hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and his mouth is so fierce, but he still loves him in his heart , woo woo woo, it's great to have a brother!

It never occurred to me that my brother bought rare items for Mingcheng in order to eat mangoes, and just left some for him by the way.

Lian Sansui saw that everything in his game was good, even better than before he left. He was in a very beautiful mood. He hummed a song and clicked on Kai Mingcheng's personal information, and went directly to his farm, preparing to do the task of being a friend. There was another person he hadn't seen.

Did he meet any new friends during his absence?