Every Day I Sleep, My Soul Goes Out of My Body

Mi Li organized a reposting lottery on Weibo, selecting 10 lucky fans and giving away three Yan Guo.

There are only more than fifty Yanguo in total, so I can't make much money, so I might as well give it to everyone to try it out. Rice grains are not worried about arousing suspicion by others. After all, the quantity is so small, and the agricultural bases of various countries are developing new varieties every year, such as food, vegetables, fruits, flowers and plants, but many are not sold to the outside world.

The rice grains eat Yanguo, while reading Weibo, while listening to music from another world, very leisurely and at ease.

At this moment, Mi Li received a call from her mother asking her about her current situation.

"Very good, your daughter is a man who owns a building. She is soft when she collects rent every year, and she lives drunk and dreams." Mi Li said proudly.

[Is there anything to be proud of? Mama Mi said angrily, [Your dad and I helped you build a house, but you didn't want you to eat and wait to die! 】

"Isn't it?" Mi Li said with a grin, "I thought my mother's expectation of me was to be a decent charter wife."

[Bah baah baah, give me less poverty. Mother Mi changed the subject and said, [Xiaomi, is it convenient for you? Your dad wants to cover the barren mountain in the village, and there is still a shortfall of three to four hundred thousand. 】

"Why did my dad suddenly want to contract that barren mountain?" Mi Li was puzzled. The family drove a farmhouse just to wait for her to inherit the real estate as an adult. It was delayed for seven or eight years. The start was late and the business was not as good as the others in the village, but it was no problem to make a living.

[It's not because of your uncle's family. Mother Mi sighed, [Not only did they occupy the ancestral house, but they also transferred your father’s field to their own name. This is not the most annoying. What is really annoying is that they feel that their daughter does not have the right to inherit, and they say they want to find you a son-in-law who will inherit our family business in the future. 】

The rice grains are speechless, what age are they now, and they are so patriarchal.

Mother Mi continued: [Your dad disagrees, they just say bad things about your dad everywhere, making our farmhouse can't go on. Your dad has no choice but to find another way out. 】

"Does the village chief care about it?" Mi Li was very angry.

[Hey, the village chief is a good old man, just thinking about calming things down, what can he do? 】

"But," Mi Li frowned, "it is very risky to contract for barren hills."

【is not that right? I also tried to persuade your dad, but he wouldn't listen. 】

When Mi Li listened to this tone, she knew that her mother was actually supportive. Otherwise, with her ability, she really wanted to persuade her father, but it would only take a few minutes.

She remembered that barren mountain, and she used to go uphill to play. It is not always the case when it is said that it is a barren mountain. There are many trees growing on the mountain. It is just that the trees are becoming sparser because of the perennial cutting down, and then they gradually become deserted.

The rice grains thought for a while and asked, "What do I want to do when I contracted that mountain?"

[Your father visited an expert and planned to grow tea and fruit. 】

The rice grain thought for a moment, and said: "Okay, I will transfer 400,000 yuan to you later, and I will go back in a few days."

Papa Mi is not an ignorant farmer, otherwise he would not have been under pressure to buy land and build a building in the city. He was a college student in the 1960s, and he studied agronomy. Since he thinks it is feasible, the rice grains will also unreservedly support. Although she is still carrying a mortgage on her back, her annual rent income is enough to repay the loan, as long as she spends a little bit more frugal.

"Fruit..." Seeing the fresh and refreshing Yan Guo on the plate, the rice grains suddenly felt bright. If I transplanted the Yan Guo tree seedlings from Qiming Village, I don't know if I can grow them alive. If you can live and guarantee the taste, Dad will be able to make money without losing money.

In the afternoon, the rice grains went to the bank to transfer 400,000 yuan to Mi Dad, and then bought some health care products, planning to go home the day after tomorrow.

Carrying big bags and small bags back to the residence, the rice grains inadvertently caught a glimpse of the flower pots on the windowsill, and the Qianhuicai, python bamboo and sleeve orchid planted the day before yesterday sprouted unexpectedly.

The little bud stood quietly in the soil, very energetic. The manual clearly stated that it would take three to five days to germinate, but now it germinates in less than two days, and I don’t know if it is due to the mutation caused by traveling through time and space.

The rice grains thought of the appearance they had grown into, and they looked forward to it. If Yanguo is unsuccessful in planting, then cultivate flowers and plants. The new varieties of flowers and plants are also very valuable, not to mention, the sleeve orchid alone is the unique new orchid in this world.

Mi Li remembered that she also sent Shi Baichen vegetables and flowers and grass seeds from this world, and she would try to plant them next time to see how they grow.

Thinking of this in his heart, the rice grains woke up in Xi Baichen's bed the next morning, softly nestled in the man's arms, the pajamas with slings hanging loosely on his shoulders, revealing a plump plumpness.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Xi Baichen stretched out his arms and hugged her tighter. A soft touch came from his chest, he seemed to feel it, and slowly opened his eyes to see a piece of white snow.

His breathing was stagnant, and Bai Chen remained motionless, staring deeply at the girl in his arms. The pink lips are slightly open, the neck line is as graceful as a swan, the richness on the chest is close to him, and the silky touch of the palm makes him linger.

It was so exciting early in the morning, Xi Bai Chen was shamelessly hard.

At this moment, the eyelashes of the rice grains trembled slightly, as if they were about to wake up. Analyzing Bai Chen quickly adjusted her posture and was ready to accuse her of indecent assault.

The rice grain opened his eyes in a daze, raised his head to look at him, and was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand, wrapped his neck around his neck, kissed his lips, and said softly, "Old Bai~~"

Bai Chen, who was prepared to touch the porcelain and was really assaulted: "..."

The rice grains obviously didn't wake up, and they rubbed against his chest after the kiss. A man raised by oneself is to be spoiled~~

Xi Baichen's eyes darkened, she raised her chin, and slowly approached her, but stopped again at a distance of one or two centimeters from her lips. The hot breath was intertwined, almost making him burn.

"Damn it!" Xi Baichen cursed in a low voice, let go of the rice grains, and stood up to get up.

He felt that he was really hungry and he didn't want to eat, and he even vented to a monster who didn't know what it was.

He took the clothes to the bathroom and took a cold shower. When he came back, the rice grains were already up and playing with Xiao Bai by the bed.

She brought Xiaobai through again this time.

"Lao Bai, good morning." The rice grains changed into a casual outfit and asked refreshedly, "I'm going to make breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

"Whatever." Xi Baichen looked at her with an unpredictable expression.

"What other ingredients?" The rice grains came to the kitchen, looked around expertly, and finally decided to cook millet porridge and fry some green onion egg pancakes.

Analyzing Bai Chen consciously acted as a fire-burner, and from time to time two inexplicable eyes glanced at her.

Once a certain idea sprouts, it is like toffee, sweet and greasy, layered on top of each other, drawing out a wonderful pattern in the heart.

After eating breakfast, Xiaobai was fed again, and the rice grains asked about the seeds she sent last time.

"It's all here." Xi Baichen gave her the seeds.

While looking at the seeds, the rice grain said: "There is still a large open space in the backyard. I am going to plant some vegetables and fruits, and I will plant flowers and green plants in the front yard."

Bai Chen didn't care and said, "It's good if you are happy."

"This is your home." Mi Li criticized and educated, "You have a snack anyhow, the century-old house cannot be so deserted."

"Well, you are right." Xi Baichen liked to see her more real.

"You will help me turn the soil later." The rice grains handed him a **** and planned, "Let's make a small test plot first, and try to plant it first."

Seeing her posture, Bai Chen seemed to be very experienced, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Have you planted land before?"

"Of course." Rice said proudly, "I can do anything to grow flowers and vegetables, plant seedlings and trees."

The corner of Bai Chen's mouth bends slightly: "Is there anything you don't know about it?"

Mi Li thought about it seriously, and said honestly: "I don't know how to write newspaper articles."

Analyze Bai Chen: "...hehe." What happened to the newspaper article? It’s a good time to write, and it feels particularly sensational to abuse people. How can people who don’t have personal experience understand the kind of pleasure that is on the verge of collapse and the catharsis of madness?

The rice grain grinned, and used a wooden stick to mark a field: "Let's start from here."

Under her command, Xi Baichen picked up the **** and turned over the soil in a precise manner, not caring that the shoes and trousers were covered with soil.

The soil here is good. Remove the weeds and nourish them with fertilizer. Vegetables are not a problem at all. It depends on whether the vegetables from another world can adapt to the growth environment of this world.

After a busy morning, the two of them were sweating. They went to the bathroom to clean them and ate another sumptuous lunch. The exhaustion was wiped out, and they were full of energy.

It's just that there were a few bubbles in Bai Chen's palm. While the rice grains complained that he was too refined and expensive, they carefully helped him with medicine.

Bai Chen stared at her with gentle eyes, and from time to time he lashed out with her.

Xiaobai didn't bother to watch these two stupid humans show affection in a fancy way, and went out to surf with other cats. By the way, he would compete with them for cockroach catching skills.

"How is the situation in the master bedroom?" Mi Li asked suddenly.

"I asked someone to clean it up, and I can live in tomorrow."

"That's good." Mi Li nodded pretendingly.

Bai Chen joked: "It's okay to fart, but don't let poison gas anymore."

Mi Li stared at him: "Don't worry, there will never be a second time!"

However, this sentence is too early.

In the evening, the rice grains found a light brown figure near the wood house, which was the weasel she had previously possessed.

It seems to have made a nest in the house and brought his wife over. This season is the season of estrus, mating and mating of the weasels. It must not be long before one, two...seven or eight weasels will be born.

Although weasels are very good at catching mice, they can also harm the poultry.

The rice grains leaned against the door of the firewood room, and said earnestly: "Sir, let's discuss it."

The weasel stuck out a head and looked at her sullily.

"You can live here, but don't do harm to the poultry in the village. The rats in the house belong to you. If you don't have anything to eat, you can come to me."

The weasel gave her a sideways look, then drew his head back.

"Will you answer or not, give me a chance?" Rice knocked on the door panel.

[I know, just get out of it, don’t bother Laozi doing business. 】

Mi Lie: I'm going, this is really a grumpy, rough man and a hooligan.

"Right, one more thing, don't fart casually."

[Blast! Blast! 】