Cute Beast Food Garden

Qi Yan originally planned to make iced watermelon juice, but the conditions here are really limited, so he changed his mind and started making simple smoothies.

He got the ice water in the underground ice cellar from the man, and carefully picked out the flesh of a sliced ​​melon, letting the juice melt into the ice cube without leaking, dyeing the crystal clear ice cube bright red.

After putting all the juice and pulp of a piece of melon into ice water, the bird rolls up a small spoon with its wings, mashes the pulp and ice cubes together, mashes into watermelon red crushed ice, and then stirs it with the pulp to become Light red shiny crushed mud.

After tossing in the porcelain bowl for a while, a simple bowl of watermelon crushed ice is ready, and there is still a faint chill visible to the naked eye.The little bird pushed the small bowl and ran towards the man unsteadily.Sudden--

The big, bald head appeared before the bird.

"Hey, chicken, give me a taste too!"

The bald man blinked and stared at the watermelon shaved ice in the bird's bowl.His huge body lay across the field path, blocking the bird's path, and his small eyes glowed eagerly.

The little bird pouted and turned his head away to ignore him, but he begged desperately to hold onto the porcelain bowl containing the crushed ice, preventing it from leaving.

After such a stalemate for a while, the man came over to resolve the embarrassment.

"If you want to eat, you can either help with the work or buy it with money." He said to the bald man, "I haven't settled the score with you for bullying Xiaohong by spitting melon seeds before."

"Oh, it's too hot, I really can't work."

The bald man could only watch helplessly, while his two companions who had paid the copper coins were each holding a small bowl of watermelon crushed ice, chewing with great relish.The two people's happy eating finally attracted him to take it no longer. He took out a handful of copper coins from the cloth bag he was carrying and put it in front of Xiaoniao.

"Ahem, six copper coins are enough to eat two large watermelons." The bald man muttered in distress when he saw the small scoop of crushed ice in his hand.

"Guji!" Qi Yan rolled his eyes at him.Isn't the cost of processing fees included in it?Do you know how difficult it is for this bird to make such a bowl of smoothie with its clumsy little wings!

A smoothie made from a watermelon worth three coppers finally earned a total of twelve coppers from three melon thieves, quadrupling its value.After eating and drinking in the melon field, the three young men left from the field with Si Dongmo's permission.

Before leaving, the tall and thin boy's heatstroke condition improved a lot. Thanks to the kind care he received, the shy boy even took the initiative to chat and joke with the man.

The relatively thick-skinned bald man carried the rogue to the end. He snatched the last bit of smoothie from the little bird, poured it whole into his mouth, and then slipped away.

"Cuckoo!" The little bird called a few times towards his running back.This guy is really not likable at all, but fortunately a man appeared next to it in the next second.Seeing Si Dongmo's handsome face, Qi Yan's mood became better.

The man silently counted the copper coins he earned by accident today: "A total of 22 coins were earned." Three watermelons were exchanged for 22 copper coins. This amazing transaction made the man smile.He plucked the little bird's hair: "Xiao Hong is really good, I will make egg soup for you when I get home." He put the copper plate and the little bird into his pocket, and walked back.

The little bird huddled in the man's purse, and the sound of copper coins clanging and clanging all around.The copper plate was about the size of a RMB 1 coin. The bird picked one up and looked at it, and found that the word "Zhu" was engraved on it and a bird-shaped totem was drawn on it.

Qi Yan guessed that, just like the heads of great men or famous landscapes are printed on the RMB, the characters and patterns neatly engraved on the copper plate should be closely related to the country that issued it.

The country he is in now is not called "Zhu", right?Or, this is ancient times, so maybe the surname of the emperor of the feudal dynasty is "Zhu"?

While guessing, the little fat bird was lying on the pile of copper plates, rolling comfortably.Because of his shrinking size, he not only has a huge watermelon that he can't finish eating, but even his dream of sleeping in the pile of money has come true!

With its fat body squeezed by the copper plates, the bird smacked its small beak and smiled lightly.

After finishing the last bit of farm work in the fields, the man returns home with the bird.After entering the house, they found that the door of the bedroom was ajar, and Si Dongmo's mother had woken up from a severe coma.

"Mom, are you awake?"

His mother was boiling water in the kitchen.Seeing her adopted son who had done farm work for a day appear in front of her, she smiled gently: "Hey, mother is fine."

Si Dongmo turned around and walked to the pot where the medicine was boiled, and picked up his mother's eating bowl.

"This pot contains lark root picked from the Nianjiang River. It is very effective after eating. Mother should not eat any more."

The woman nodded, and slowly sat on the bamboo chair at the door of the kitchen.Si Dongmo filled a bowl of soup for her, and while handing it to her, carefully observed his mother's expression.

"Guck!"

A fiery red bird emerged from Si Dongmo's hair, and greeted the woman softly.

The woman took a sip of the soup, and inadvertently saw a gleam of bright red in her son's tied black hair. She was surprised and said, "Mo'er, in your hair is..."

"This is Xiaohong, the little bird I met on the Nian River." The man reached out and took the little bird off his head, and held it in front of his mother. "Look, mother, it's really smart."

Qi Yan opened his light green eyes wide, and looked at the woman.Si Dongmo's adoptive mother was pale and not looking very well, but even a gloomy complexion could not conceal the delicacy of her face.She is very young, about 30 years old, wearing simple common clothes, her hair is simply tied into a bun, and she speaks softly and kindly, giving people a kind of gentle intimacy.

He recalled what Ah Jin had said before, and he knew that this woman was Le Hong's biological mother, who was also the wife of a landlord and squire, and Qi Yan called her Mrs. Le in his heart.Although she is now dressed like a peasant woman from an ordinary family, Mrs. Cole has an extraordinary background after all, with a fresh and beautiful temperament.

Mrs. Le drank the medicine slowly, chatting with the child whom she had not seen for several days.The man was not impatient at all, but listened to her calmly.The two casually chatted about family matters, from Bailinggen to the catfish they ate at noon, to the situation of growing vegetables in the field, and finally they inevitably talked about their common relatives.

"During the time you were asleep, Hong'er came back. He followed Lao Kang to take the deer legs he hunted to the market and sell them. He should be back by now."

Mrs. Le heard her son's whereabouts, and sighed: "This child has always been ignorant, and mother can't control him, but it has caused you trouble."

Si Dongmo shook his head and said, "What are you talking about, the family doesn't bother you." He paused, "Actually... I thought about it, and I think some of Hong'er's ideas are not unreasonable. Now the family still owes the casino a lot of money." I have few debts, relying on a small piece of land behind the house can barely make enough food and clothing, and the debts cannot be settled for a long time. Instead, the interest continues to increase, and the family is often harassed by hooligans in the casino, so it is difficult to live a peaceful life .”

Mrs. Le heard the meaning of his words, and asked: "Besides farming, if there are other ways to earn more money and pay off the debt, that would be great. What's Dongmo's plan?"

The man replied: "A Jin's father next door is in the mountain goods business, and he has always wanted to lure me into the business. I want to try it with them."

Mrs. Le reached out her hand and shook her son's hand.There was a faint smile in her eyes: "Go and try. It's just that there are many beasts in the mountains, and there are all kinds of dangers. When the time comes, you follow Ah Jin closely and don't get lost."

The man nodded and smiled: "Oh, I see."

During their conversation, Qi Yan has been silently observing.Mrs. Le and Si Dongmo are not related by blood, but it can be seen that she is kind and kind, and treats Si Dongmo, an adopted son, as if she were her own. It is no wonder that when the Le family was in trouble, Si Dongmo was willing to stay and take care of the mother and son who had nothing.

After taking care of his mother and taking the medicine, Si Dongmo took the bird back to his bedroom.The earthen house in this country is very simple, and the bedroom is not big. There is only a wooden bed, a cabinet and a set of wooden tables and chairs inside.However, it was kept very clean and spotless.

The man put the bird on the table, turned around and opened the cabinet door, found a piece of checkered cotton cloth from inside, spread it flat on the bed, and quickly folded the cotton cloth with his slender fingers. Formed into a soft square dimple.

The man picked up the little bird dumpling and placed it in the nest.

"Xiao Hong, I made you a new bird's nest, are you satisfied?"

"Guji..." The little bird lay down on its back, its chubby body rolled in the nest, fully rolled to every part of the nest, feeling the softness of the nest with its fluffy body.Finally, it flapped its tiny wings and clapped its hands.

The man clicked on the top of the bird's head: "Just like it."

Qi Yan lay in the cotton bird's nest that the man specially made for him, feeling very comfortable.After returning home with a man, not only can you move freely inside and outside the house, but also have a special den for accommodation.Recalling his previous experience of raising starlings at home, Qi Yan secretly sighed, the man neither locked himself in a birdcage, nor had the desire to eat his own stew, it was really lucky for him.

Seeing the little bird getting into the nest happily, the man picked up the whole cotton cloth bird's nest and prepared to place it by the window.

"Guji..." The bird shook his head.It poked the man's hand with the tip of its wing, and pointed to his bed.

Compared with the cold window sill, it wants to sleep with Si Dongmo more.The presence of a man makes it feel safe.

Seeing the little bird calling to him persistently and staring at the bed eagerly, the man's heart softened when he looked at those watery light blue eyes.

"Okay, Xiaohong can sleep with me." The man raised a finger and made a gesture of reminder, "But remember, don't mess around on the bed, understand?"

After hearing this, Xiaoniao rolled her eyes.