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After returning home, the two brothers also searched around the car for a while, and what is rare is that after Ling Zhi asked the price, he didn't show any distress, let alone nagging her about spending money randomly, and even accepted it happily The fact that the family bought a large item, seeing that the weather was a bit gloomy, helped her carry the car to the front building, fearing that it would rain.

After eating, Song Hongguo looked at the dried kudzu root powder. After crushing it with her fingers, it was white and fine. She brewed a bowl, first mixed it with warm water, then added boiling water, and stirred it in one direction, gradually becoming It is pale yellow and transparent colloid with high adhesion. When it is put into the mouth, it will melt quickly, with a light refreshing feeling and ginseng flavor. She has heard that good kudzu powder is good even without sugar and In the case of honey, you can also taste a slight sweetness. She tried it, but she didn't taste it.

It seems that the local area is really not suitable for the growth of kudzu root. Even if there is, the quality is not very high. Fortunately, people are not paying attention to the taste, but as long as they can satisfy their hunger.

If you add some sweet-scented osmanthus sauce, the appearance will be even higher.

The mother and son ate the bowl separately. Song Hongguo was not interested anymore, but the two little ones ate with gusto, and curiously asked her a lot about the health benefits and uses of kudzu root.

Song Hongguo had nothing to do, while using the light of the kerosene lamp to splice the cushion covers with cloth ends, he gave the two of them a lot of knowledge, not only kudzu vines, but also yams.

After Ling Zhi finished listening, he reminded her, "The open space outside has been leveled, when will we plant yams?"

Song Hongguo said bluntly, "Then tomorrow morning, but it's a pity that it doesn't rain, and I have to carry water to irrigate the ground, which is troublesome."

Ling Zhi said again, "The vegetable seedlings in the backyard have also sprouted, and I see that they are quite dense. Are they transplanted or thinned?"

Song Hongguo goes to work every day, and the number of times she goes to the backyard can be counted on one's fingers, but she also noticed that the vegetable seedlings just came out not long ago, and they are still too tender. For transplanting, those that need to be thinned will have to wait a few more days, it would be a pity to pull them out now, and they can make do with a meal when they grow up."

Ling Zhi nodded, and talked to her about the private plot again, "The wheatworms in the field are pulled out every day, and they can't be pulled out cleanly. It will grow a stubble in a short time, which is a good thing. It can be fed to pigs, but on the ground It’s not a good thing to grow, I think it’s a waste to empty it, do you want to sprinkle some seeds?”

Song Hongguo thought for a while, "Growing vegetables is definitely not very good, why don't you grow some melons, and take along the stretch of land next to the weir."

Ling Zhi was worried, "Is it okay to grow melons?"

Song Hongguo said, "Try it if it works. Whether it's melon or watermelon, they all climb vines. When the time comes, let the melon vines climb up the weir without occupying the land. With some fertilizer, maybe it won't bear fruit." No, when the weather is hot, soak the picked melons in the water in the well, and the melon flesh will become icy cold in just one or two hours, and then you can take a bite..." The more she said, the more fascinated she became , couldn't help sighing, "That's the most correct way to open Xia Tian."

Ling Zhi didn't understand and didn't refute her.

Ling Yuan blinked and asked, "Mom, is watermelon sweet?"

Song Hongguo thought that he probably hadn't eaten it before, and patted his head pityingly, "It's very sweet. When the melon is ripe, I'll let you eat as much as you want."

Ling Yuan laughed, and asked curiously, "Is it watermelon or melon? It should be melon, right? Otherwise, why is it called melon?"

Song Hongguo also raised the corners of her lips, "This question, you will know the answer when you eat it."

"hey-hey……"

After sewing two cushions, Song Hongguo felt tired eyes, so she put away her work, told the two little ones a bedtime story to lull them to sleep, and then turned off the light.

At night, it really started to rain.

This is the first rain this year, and it is said that spring rain is as expensive as oil. However, the rain this time is really light. The drizzle did not make any movement at night, and it stopped by dawn.

The air is fresher after the rain, and there is not much pollution in this year, and it is a natural oxygen bar next to a stretch of mountains. Song Hongguo stood under the front building and took a deep breath, almost feeling like she was going to become a fairy.

The plants and trees in the yard, moistened by this drizzle, became more and more green branches and leaves, especially the clump of bamboo, which can be seen from the continuous screaming of the system in her mind. , it loves this fresh and elegant small forest scenery very much, but what Song Hongguo is looking forward to is those two peonies, as if overnight, they become more lush and spectacular, with buds faintly visible in the dense greenery, Just wait for a bloom.

The roses in the circle of cuttings have also obviously grown a lot taller. Raindrops are rolling on the leaves, which will never fall, fresh and moving, and the same is true for other flowers and trees. After washing, they are so clean.

The water in the pond did not show any signs of rising, only the surrounding stones were washed spotlessly clean, and the flower seeds she had sprinkled before all quietly drilled out of the soil in this spring rain, stretching her delicate body to her heart's content Especially in the vegetable field in the backyard, every vegetable seedling, from immature toddler to spiritual young man, is waiting to thrive.

Song Hongguo walked around the fence, holding a bouquet of apricot flowers in her hand. When she walked around the pigsty, her eyes washed by the beautiful scenery after the rain finally saw Mai Tai.

No matter how diligently she cleaned, the pigsty was still dirty, soaked by the rain, that scene...

The pig was really happy inside, howling and rolling in the mud, the big goose flapped its wings, urging her to let it go out quickly, and the three chicks chirped at her, complaining about the hungry Wronged.

Song Hongguo's eyelids twitched.

Fortunately, Ling Zhi came soon, and first poured the mixed pig food into the stone trough, and then opened the surrounding fence to let the impatient goose who had been waiting come out, followed by a few chickens.

They will forage for food in the yard by themselves, and the downside is... they will create garbage anytime, anywhere.

Lexus doesn't dislike it at all, he just dislikes the fact that there is less production, which is all fertilizer.

Song Hongguo put the flowers into the bottle, tidied them up a bit, and then went out to plant yams. Apart from food, there were still a few yams left over from the ones dug last time. If they were cut into small pieces, they could be planted in a lot of land.

Small rain also has the advantages of small rain. When you are busy in the field, you don't have to worry about not being able to pull out your feet, and you don't need to water it specially, which saves a lot of effort.

Song Hongguo dug a hole, Ling Zhi buried yam pieces in it, and Ling Yuan followed behind to cover the soil, planting a section every forty centimeters or so. It was not too troublesome to plant, and the yam was almost used up in less than an hour. There is still a little bit left.

Ling Zhi was inconspicuously idle, and asked her, "What else can I plant?"

Song Hongguo thought for a while, "Why don't you plant some sunflowers? You can see the flowers and eat melon seeds."

"...Okay, listen to you."