Wen Xu got up in the morning and stretched his waist gently. Before he left the bedroom, he heard Zhuo Yiqing on the bed open his eyes and say, "Where is my little bird?"

Turning his head, Wen Xu looked at his girlfriend and said, "Why did you get up so early today?"

Zhuo Yiqing looked at Wen Xu and said, "I went to bed at 9 o'clock last night. Where can I sleep?" After that, she opened her mouth and yawned, sat up from the bed, stretched, and then raised her feet and got out of the bed.

Wen Xu hurriedly took two steps, left the bedroom and took out the little owl that had been placed in the space last night, and placed it in the place where Zhuo Yiqing was placed last night.

Zhuo Yiqing walked out of the bedroom, headed straight for the bird's nest, held the bird's nest in her hand and said to Wen Xu, "Where is the meat?"

Since I hugged the bird's nest yesterday, Zhuo Yiqing seemed to be fascinated by the little owl. When she opened her eyes, she almost never let go and devoted herself to the cause of feeding the little night owl.

Wen Xu sighed softly, walked towards the pot house with his foot, took some fresh meat from the space and cut out a few thin shredded pork. He wrapped it in paper and was about to walk back to the main hall. When he looked up, he saw Zhuo Yiqing and the others were already walking over with a bird's nest in his arms.

"Wenxu, my little bird is a little cold!" Zhuo Yiqing said to Wenxu while feeding the little owl.

"It is a bird with feathers on it. Why is it cool? Besides, it's already early June, and you can go down the river to swim soon." Wen Xu said to her, and then whispered: "You have all the imaginations that keep a bird!"

"I think it's cold, you're trembling!" Zhuo Yiqing stretched out her finger and stroked the little owl twice, still preaching with a sermon.

Wen Xu had no choice but to turn around and pull a torn towel from the small shelf of the pot house. It was used to use an old hand towel or something. It was originally placed in the pot house as a rag, so she pulled it and handed it to Zhuo Yiqing's hand: "Give it!"

"Why don't there be that kind of soft space velvet? It's okay if it's really not good. This broken towel doesn't look warm at all." Zhuo Yiqing pinched the towel with her fingers, put it in front of Wen Xu's eyes and shook it with dissatisfaction.

A few black lines immediately hung on Wen Xu's forehead: "Where is this in my house? When you plant the cotton, ask the furry children when you don't have it. If you don't have it, let them help you get some reed flocs. That play is warmer than cotton for birds."

"Go away!" Zhuo Yiqing didn't wait for Wen Xu to finish speaking, and immediately shouted, stretched out her hand and pushed the big dog head that was scum in front of her.

As soon as he lowered his head, Wen Xu saw that the scum came to the pot house quietly, approached Zhuo Yiqing, stretched his brain, and looked at the little owl in the bird's nest. While looking, his mouth was still churning, revealing two big dog teeth with cold light! Such a big dog's head combined with the scum's appearance scared the little owl in the bird's nest and hid directly to the side of Zhuo Yiqing's arms.

The scum was screaming. Even if the dog's head was pushed away by Zhuo Yiqing, his body still did not move at all. Not to mention the body, the eyes on his brain were still running towards the little owl in the bird's nest.

"Wen Xu, let the scum go away!" No matter how powerful Zhuo Yiqing is, she is still a girl who cannot consume more than a scum, such as a scum, and she is also a slutty dog.

Wen Xu didn't say anything, and walked directly to the scum, clamped the scum's dog head into his crotch. The guy became honest, then reached out and knocked it on the head, moving towards the door of the pot house step by step.

Wen Xu suddenly felt a little childlike innocence early in the morning, and the scum was caught by his master Wen Xu at the door of the yard.

Before Wen Xu opened the door bolt, he heard Mr. Chi's voice coming from the door: "Wen Xu!"

Wen Xu took two steps quickly and opened the door latch: "Here you come!"

"I saw that your door was not open, and I thought you were too busy to get up late last night." Mr. Chi saw Wen Xu standing at the door and smiled and joked Wen Xu.

When he returned to the village, the old man's mental state was obviously better, and he looked more energetic than in the city.

"No, didn't Dalei give an owl yesterday? Yiqing has to feed her in the morning!" Wen Xu said while starting to prepare for the pre-running activities.

The scum didn't seem to have a heartless memory. He was caught by Wen Xu and immediately forgot the little owl in Zhuo Yiqing's hand aside. As soon as the door opened, he came to Old Master Chi and sniffed it, and then ran away without a trace.

"When will your field plant rice today?" The old man stood on the way at the door with Wen Xu. Two runners, one old and one young, were chatting without a word while preparing.

"Let's wait until breakfast, and then see how many people are coming," Wen Xu said.

As soon as I returned to the village yesterday, Shi Shangzhen rushed over at dinner. He talked about planting rice with Wenxu. The teacher, who divided a piece of land, seemed to be very concerned about his "food field". Wenxu came to urge rice planting as soon as he got home. Wenxu had no choice but to agree to start planting rice today.

"Hand-hand insert?" asked Mr. Chi.

"Well! I think it's enough to just insert the machine, but Shi Shangzhen heard that the machine is not good, so he insisted on asking for manual transplantation of rice seedlings." Wen Xu stretched out his hands and bent down and pressed directly to the ground.

Mr. Chi said, "Then just plug in the machine."

"Forget it, it's better to use it by hand." Wen Xu breathed out and said, "The machine transplanting of rice seedlings is not as good as manual transplanting."

Machines are dead. Every rice plant is usually deep in the seedling field, but the roots of rice are deep and shallow, long and short, and a field is also high and low. The machine cannot distinguish these small details, so the advantages of manual transplanting are quite obvious. The disadvantages of manual transplanting are also very obvious, which is expensive! Not to mention the cheaper machines, a skilled rice transplanter on the artificial side will cost 150 yuan a day, and hiring ten is 1,550 yuan. Think about how much a mu of rice can earn? If you hire someone to harvest manually, the ordinary rice in a mu of land will not be enough to provide population costs. In contrast, more and more machines are becoming more and more popular.

Now Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen have to use handicrafts, because neither Wen Xu nor Shi Shangzhen are the ones who are short of money, and they don’t care about these thousand and eight hundred.

Mr. Chi didn't ask much. After five minutes of preparation, the two started running. They followed the original route and left the village. As soon as they left the village, they saw a stream appearing at the entrance of the village. You could hear the sound of water flowing two or three hundred meters away.

"When will there be an extra stream?" Mr. Chi left without a stream. He was a little excited when he heard the gurgling stream. Before he finished speaking, he praised himself: "Hey! Look at the stream is so clear."

"The springs on the mountain over there erupted again, and the water was still quite strong, and such a stream was flowing out," Wen Xu explained.

"Let's run along the stream and feel better when you listen to the flow of water." Mr. Chi scooped a handful of water in his hand, then let go and looked at the winding stream hidden in a piece of artemisia.

"OK!"

So Wenxu ran along the stream with the old man. At the beginning, the old man was quite interested, but after running about 300 meters, he insisted on clamoring to follow the same route.

The reason is very simple. This is from early morning, running along the stream. The grass on both sides of the stream is obviously a little taller than the ones next to it, and it is almost over the knees. What else does the grass hanging on the grass in the morning besides dewdrops? After a few hundred meters, it is wet dew on the legs. Which one is not uncomfortable?

Back on the normal route, the two of them ran to the greenhouse and then started mining the lighting shed and opened all the lighting sheds. The two were already sweating profusely, and the muscles on their arms were fully exercised. The effect of following the gym was no different.

"It's early for old man, Uncle Xu"

"Professor Chi, good morning, uncle"

At this time, the village greenhouse had already started working for a day. Everyone was catching insects, catching insects, weeding, and almost all the family's strong work was spent in the greenhouse after a day.

After leaving the greenhouse area, Mr. Chi said to Wen Xu: "Why are you not clear in greenhouses? Look at others and look at you! Have you seen a farmer who has never seen you?"

"I'm clear about these things alone? Don't do anything that day, you can't finish your work alone!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

Mr. Chi thought for a while and said, "You kid are so weird!"

The old and the young ran away while pulling and returning according to their usual route, back to Wenxu's gate. Wenxu heard the sound of Shi Shangzhen and Zhuo Yiqing chatting from the yard.

"Hush, hui! The teacher's personality is really anxious, and I don't know how anxious she is." Wen Xu smiled bitterly and said carefully.

The teacher looked at Wen Xu and smiled and didn't say anything. However, when Wen Xu pushed the door and was about to enter the yard, he said, "By the way, I came back this time and brought some gourd seedlings. Do you want to plant a few? The little gourds that are fun to play with, of course, there are also big gourds to eat! They are all good varieties, taken from my old friend's hands, and they are all grown through worries!"

Wen Xu thought for a while and said, "Okay, just give me one."

"Are the two seedlings a little missing?" Mr. Chi said immediately when he heard that Wen Xu wanted one, and he immediately said. What if the two seedlings were planted in the ground, what if they died? Then wouldn't it be a kind of thing?

Wen Xu didn't expect that he would plant 'death'? Those who were conditioned reflex didn't expect this. He seemed a little unhappy when he heard that the old man wanted two plants, so he immediately opened his mouth and said, "Then let's get two plants each!"

"Okay, then I'll send it to you later. Anyway, there are only a few seedlings, and it won't be too long to plant it." After Mr. Chi said that, he trotted back to his own courtyard.

Wen Xu pushed open the yard gate and saw Shi Shang and Zhuo Yiqing sitting together now. In the middle was the bird's nest with a little owl.

Wen Xu just didn't understand what cute little night owl is. Zhuo Yiqing is a treasure, and Shi Shangzhen also has a fan expression on her face.

"What do you want to have for breakfast? Director Teacher, let's go together here too." Wen Xu said as he walked into the house, preparing to go into the house to take a shower and start making breakfast.

Zhuo Yiqing said without raising her head: "I want to eat rice porridge with fried dough sticks. It would be even better if I could have buns."

"Is the bun made of pork or mutton?" Wen Xu spent a lot of time on eating. When he heard that his girlfriend wanted to eat these things, he immediately stumbling and didn't beat them at all, so he asked about the stuffing directly.

"One of them?"

"Finish!" Wen Xu said and got into the room.

At the speed of the conversation between the two, Shi Shangzhen, who was sitting next to him, didn't find a chance to interrupt. He originally wanted to refuse and find a reason to not eat here in the morning, but he heard that there were not only fried dough sticks and buns, but also buns not only had large meat fillings, but also mutton fillings. Although the words of rejection were already to the mouth, Shi Shangzhen was not willing to spit out this. Wen Xu's craftsmanship was really incomparable to Shi Shangzhen's opinion. In Shi Shangzhen's opinion, chefs of average standards were not as good as those of ordinary chefs. Now he heard that he was willing to leave the buns?
Chapter completed!