In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

The leek box is delicious, but the taste is compromised when it's cold. Song Hongguo doesn't like it anyway, so it's delicious when eaten hot. When it's cold, the taste is too strong and almost overpowering.

She didn't agree, but she didn't refuse either. She cut a stalk of leeks and pinched it in her hand to get more than half a catty, which was enough for a meal. She kept the rest for a stalk and ate it when it grew taller, so that the two stalks would be eaten. Leeks can be staggered in time. The interval between saving is too long, and it will be too long to wait for the next meal after eating one meal.

Back in the front yard, the two little guys have also gotten up. One goes straight to the backyard to serve the chickens, geese and pigs. This is the most important thing after getting up. Every day, after feeding them, they hold eggs and pigs in their hands. Goose eggs are like generals who have returned from war and captured the spoils of war.

Then there is the vegetable garden, which looks more and more like an old crop.

A circle of fruit trees, he did not forget to water them regularly. Now they are lush and leafy, and the branches are covered with fruits. It is all his credit.

The other little one prefers to take care of the flowers and plants in the front yard, pulling weeds and watering them, pruning and catching insects. The shapes are changed every now and then on the coffee table in the main room, on the window sill of the bedroom, and on the stone table under the persimmon tree. With more practice, from the beginning, which was irregular to now, it has a certain shape and reveals a few details. Come with unique aesthetics and tastes.

Song Hongguo never interfered, and would only praise Hua Cha's beauty when she saw her.

After hearing this, Ling Yuan became more energetic in investigating, and his artistic aura skyrocketed.

In the past two days, the sunflowers planted around the peony have bloomed. The sunflowers are short and multi-headed. The flowers are as big as a palm, but one plant can bloom more than a dozen. Facing the sun, they look like a blooming smile, which makes people happy when they see it. In a good mood, Ling Yuan fell in love with it immediately and it became his favorite. When he first opened it, he was reluctant to touch it. This morning, he cut a few flowers and placed them on the stone table.

When eating, not only is it pleasing to the eye, but it also makes the mood comfortable, and everything is pleasing to the eye.

The meal this morning was also very rich. Song Hongguo got up early, so she made more, including a large plate of browned leek boxes, a plate of loofah flowers wrapped in egg paste and baked, as well as vegetable porridge and mung bean soup. Several plates of pickles covered most of the stone table.

Ling Zhi felt distressed and puzzled, "Why so many?"

Song Hongguo said, "You two have been working too hard picking up wheat recently, so you need to make up for it."

Ling Zhi said subconsciously, "We are not tired, and we haven't exerted much strength..."

"Then think of it as a reward. My son is so hardworking and capable, so shouldn't he be rewarded?" Song Hongguo smiled at him, with an obvious sense of teasing.

Lexus, "..."

What else can he say?
Parents of other families take it for granted. If they pick up too slowly, they will beat and scold them, let alone reward them. She is probably the only one in the whole village who will... pamper their children!

However, there is no denying that this feeling of being pampered and hurt is really great.

Ling Yuan didn't think as much as his brother. He was already greedy for the aroma of the leek box, but his upbringing allowed him to endure it until Song Hongguo took off his chopsticks. , "Wow, what a great time, what a great time..."

Ling Zhi also ate this for the first time, and he was amazed. The freshness of the first crop of leeks, the deliciousness of dried shrimps and fungus, and the fried golden and fluffy eggs. No need to add any more seasonings, the umami flavor went straight to Tianling Gai.

Song Hongguo didn't expect the leek box to be so delicious. She originally thought it would be bad for the taste if it got cold, so she didn't want to give it to Huo Minglou, but now she's shaken.

She can give it to him for breakfast.

The system had an aunty smile on her face, "That's right, we share the blessings and share the hardships."

Song Hongguo couldn't see it being proud and snorted, "You think about him all the time, but he never knows your existence. Going for a single relationship is tiring and despairing!" The system instantly shut down.

After finishing the meal, Song Hongguo packed up a few pieces and put them in the lunch box, as well as a few pieces of dough for fried loofah flowers. She also filled a glass bottle with mung bean soup. After giving the two brothers a few words, she biked to work.

On the road, the fields on both sides were empty, with only short wheat stubble left, waiting for the rain to plant corn or soybeans. The wheat fields in the distance are now busy, and the ground is covered with wheat. The village The donkeys pulled the heavy stone rollers, grinding them on the ears of wheat in circles, but more of them were pulled by people, hunched over and sweating profusely.

The people following closely behind used wooden forks to continuously pick up the compacted wheat, turn out the bottom, and then beat it, never letting go of a grain of wheat.

When the wind blows, someone fills a dustpan with wheat and flies it high. The wheat husks are blown away by the wind, leaving only clean wheat grains, which gradually pile up into hills and are then transported to a spacious and flat ground to dry. , as long as it doesn’t rain, it can be packed in bags and returned to the warehouse after three or two days of drying.

Only then can people breathe a sigh of relief and the wheat harvest is over.

Nowadays, the air is still filled with the tension and exhaustion of racing against time, and no one dares to slack off. Song Hongguo remembered that the system will predict the weather, so she asked, "Which day has it rained recently?"

The system was silent for a few seconds, then said sympathetically and helplessly, "We have to wait until the end of the month, and besides, it's still raining lightly."

Song Hongguo couldn't help but frown, "Then how do you plant corn and sweet potatoes? It's too late at the end of the month, and there's no rain in the middle of the month? Is there anything you can do?"

The system sighed, "There is no other way. I can sprinkle water manually, but if I only take care of this area, it may cause suspicion and trouble. If you want to benefit the entire commune or the county, the price you have to pay is too high. "

"Need a lot of points?"

"Well, what you have in your account right now is not enough. Don't forget, you also want to buy fertilizers and food and medicine for the Rong family. You need points for these!"

Song Hongguo fell silent.

Seeing that she was silent and stopped asking, the system became anxious and secretly reminded, "Well, you can earn points. Once you have the points, isn't it just a matter of one word to sprinkle water?"

Song Hongguo said calmly, "How easy is it to earn points? It's still an astronomical number. I don't have the ability to fill a huge hole in a short time."

Within the scope of her ability, she is still very generous and is willing to help, even if it costs all her points, she is willing to do so. However, she has not reached such a high level of cultivation yet when it comes to borrowing money to help others.

The system whispered, "Have you forgotten those things in the space?"

Those are priceless treasures. As long as they are sold, what huge hole cannot be filled?

When Song Hongguo heard this, her expression immediately changed, and she said in a bad tone, "You can't wait to take it seriously?"

The system said weakly, "No, I am worried about your concerns..."

Song Hongguo sneered. The cultural relics she had picked up from the scrap collection station were sold as soon as she was told to sell them. She didn't feel bad at all, but now they all have owners, whether they belong to Uncle Cheng or the Rong family, who is the owner? What about giving it willingly?

Therefore, now she feels guilty and subconsciously forgets about the space, and even forgets about the system's desire to hand it over. (End of chapter)