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Chapter 44 What Good Job Was This Arranged For Her?one more

Just when she wanted to be alone for a while, a "Ding!" sounded in her head. She sat up straight and subconsciously clicked on the system screen. Sure enough, the words 'Congratulations to the host, the system has been upgraded' were displayed on it.

Then, the system popped up, with a cheerful voice, "Host, the products in the mall have been updated, and many new items have been put on the shelves. What are you waiting for? Hurry up and buy them!"

Song Hongguo suppressed her curiosity and pretended to be casual, "What kind of mall? Isn't it just a small supermarket in a township? You can walk to the end by just lifting your feet. What can I buy?"

"...I've said it all, although the supermarket is small, it has all the internal organs."

"Then let me take a look."

Sure enough, the supermarket has more things than grain and oil stores. In addition to rice, noodles, grain and oil, there are also daily necessities, various snacks, tobacco and alcohol, and even fresh pork and chicken in the freezer. What surprised her most was that she saw chemical fertilizers and pesticides. , There are also various vegetable seeds and flower seeds, what kind of fairy supermarket is this?
Thinking about it carefully, I don't think it's strange. After all, it's not uncommon for township supermarkets to sell fertilizers and pesticides for the convenience of nearby villagers.

"How is it? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Song Hongguo sighed, "There is no cloth, no sewing machine, and all kinds of convenient household appliances, and there is no romance novel I want to read."

"..." The enthusiasm for showing off was extinguished all of a sudden, and I felt that I had paid the wrong amount of sincerity.

How can Song Hongguo not understand its little thoughtfulness, and it will give sweetness after it is over, "Sister is going to start the mode of buying, buying, buying, and buying. Is Xiao Tiantian ready to be fed by sister?"

"..." If you have the ability, you open the comment.

Song Hongguo checked the points, and kept clicking on the things she wanted, such as shampoo, hand cream, cotton slippers, pork belly, bottled yogurt and juice, and various snacks. Finally, she chose ten candles. It also dropped to double digits.

These things can only be placed in the space for the time being, and she will have to find a reason to take them out when she comes back from the commune tomorrow. The two little guys are very smart, and she dare not "create something out of nothing".

But taking advantage of their absence, Song Hongguo rewarded herself with a bottle of yogurt. The familiar taste aroused deepest nostalgia, and she had the illusion of returning to her previous life.

"Mom, we're back!"

Hearing the voice, Song Hongguo woke up from the trance in an instant. Seeing the two carrying the basket, she pressed her hand while looking at them heavily, and hurried over to take it, "Sweet potatoes?"

"Well, it was given by my uncle and grandpa." Ling Yuan explained with a smile, "My uncle also said that this sweet potato has yellow flesh, and it tastes sweet when you bake it."

"Yes, this kind of sweet potato has high sugar content." Song Hongguo explained to the two of them, "There is also a kind of red skin and white flesh in the local area, which has a lot of starch. It is suitable for drying sweet potatoes and grinding them into noodles, as a staple food."

The Zhao family gave a lot, and a basket weighed about ten catties. She put it in a cool place, and turned to ask the two brothers what happened in the Zhao family. Ling Zhi said succinctly, "My uncle's family is very happy."

that's it?
Fortunately, Ling Yuan spoke in more detail, "When we went, my uncle's family had already finished their meal. They didn't expect us to send things over. It's too polite to keep saying, but other things Everyone looked very happy, and the third cousin smiled the most. He told his uncle that the vegetable dumplings were thanks to him, but he was stared at twice by his uncle, but he also distributed them to the two of them, and the remaining four were given to his uncle. Old lady, my uncle saw Man Yuan and his brothers circling around her, so she took out one and let each of them eat a mouthful and share it."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a hey smile, "They were all stunned, they couldn't believe it was a vegetable dumpling, and they asked me what I added to it, how could it be so delicious."

After finishing speaking, he said in the local dialect again solemnly, "My dear mother, why is it so fragrant? This is what my cousin said."

Song Hongguo was amused by him, "You are narrow." Seeing Ling Zhi's face hesitating to speak, he asked, "Just say anything."

Ling Zhi asked hesitantly, "Aren't you afraid to raise their appetite?"

Song Hongguo asked funnyly, "Are you afraid that I will be taken advantage of by them?"

Ling Zhi shook his head tangled, "Not at all. They didn't look greedy, and they returned the sweet potatoes. I was just worried... If you don't send them five times, your previous efforts may be wasted."

Song Hongguo raised his eyebrows, "Well, it's good to have this kind of understanding, so we have to remember that Sheng Mi En fights Mi Qiu, and even this Sheng Mi En, when I have spare energy, if I can't eat Don’t be a saint when you’re full.”

Ling Zhi nodded happily this time.

Song Hongguo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the educational concept instilled this time was very successful, and waved his hand, "Okay, let's play."

Hearing this, Ling Zhi's expression suddenly became indescribable again, "There are still a lot of things to do, what are you playing?"

"... What else is there to do? Do you want to make quilts? The sheets haven't been made yet, so I'm going to do that too." The fear of being dominated by the hard-working son came again.

Sure enough, "You don't want to reorganize the vegetable field anymore? Don't you clean up the chicken pen and pig pen in the backyard? I saw that there was uncleaned manure in it before, so I have to shovel it out and scatter it in the private plot, and there is also a hut. Don't you think it's dirty? No Cleaned? By the way, there is also the wheat planted in the private plot. I just heard from my uncle that there has been no rain or snow here during the new year. The ground is dry and needs to be watered again, otherwise the wheat will not turn green. There is also Artemisia barbatus, which is longer and more vigorous than wheat, so we must pull it out quickly, otherwise we will compete with the wheat seedlings for nutrients..."

Song Hongguo was convinced, "Okay, okay, okay, let's go and pull out the wormwood first."

But Ling Zhi said, "Pull the wheat wormwood, Xiaoyuan and I can do it, go and shovel out the manure in the pigsty, and wait for it to be sprinkled in the wheat field before watering."

"..."

What kind of good job is this arranged for her?

"When I get older, I will do this job." Ling Zhi looked serious, "Now I can only work hard on you first."

"Hehe, no hard work!"

Isn't it just shoveling pig manure, can she still do it?

Song Hongguo found a shovel and an old soil basket from Dongpingwu, put on the original owner's high-tube black rain rubber shoes, and went to the backyard with high spirits. The pig pen and the chicken pen were next to each other. In the most southwest corner, there were three stone walls. On the other side is a fence made of bundled branches, which can also be regarded as a door, slightly lower than the wall, and the thatched roof only covers half of it, which can not only keep out the rain, but also brighten the room.

The pigsty and chicken pens are not too small, so there is room for them to move around. There is a stone trough next to the fence, and there is some snow water in the area at the moment.

When Song Hongguo first went in, she tried her best to avoid the pig manure on the ground. After being ridiculed by the system, she stopped being pretentious and completely let herself go.

The two circles add up to [-] square meters. Song Hongguo shoveled for more than half an hour, and it was barely cleaned. In fact, the amount is not much, and it can hold two dirt baskets.

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