small farmer

Chapter 583 Little Kid’s Routine (13)

Thanks to the intervention of the cooperative, the disaster-stricken poverty alleviation work in Jiangbei Town was successfully completed soon.

As a result, the cooperative has also been praised by the county and the city, and has become an advanced enterprise in poverty alleviation in the county and the city.

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In an instant

The plums at home are finally ripe, and the fruit trees all over the mountains and plains are full of fruits, and the fruit trees are almost bent over.

Early in the morning on May 26
Zhang Feng took the baskets and drove towards the orchard.

"Second uncle, are you going to go to the mountain to pick fruits??" Meeting the second uncle on the way, Zhang Feng stopped the car and gave the old man a ride. The two sat in the car, chatting while walking.

"Hehe, my plums are not ripe yet, so I'll go to the orchard in the morning if I have nothing to do!"

The second uncle smiled. It has become a habit to go to the field every day. Even if there is no field or farm work, he will definitely go to the field or the orchard to see the growth of the crops and fruits.

Chatting and chatting, they soon arrived at the orchard, Zhang Feng stopped the car, and then told the second uncle:

"Second uncle, please slow down!"

"Hehe, don't worry, you're fine!" The second uncle is still in good health, especially in the past year, because the living conditions have improved, he has made money, his mood has improved, and his health has improved a lot. Some old problems before have also alleviated a lot. few.

"Your fruit grows really well!!" Seeing how big and plentiful Zhang Feng's fruit was, the second uncle couldn't help admiring, with indescribable envy in his heart,
Although his own family is also very good, but compared with Zhang Feng's family, it is still far behind.

The second uncle sometimes wonders whether Zhang Feng has kept a hand, or else everyone has grown the same fruit and fruit fragrance, and the management is also the same. Why is Zhang Feng's fruit still the best, not only the best taste, but also ripe Also earlier than everyone else.

"Second uncle, isn't yours also very good-looking?" Zhang Feng smiled and said modestly.

The reason why the fruit of the second uncle’s house grows so well is because the old man took good care of it. Whenever the second uncle has time every day, he either weeds in the orchard or fertilizes the fruit trees. He hangs around in the orchard almost every day. The fruit of my house is slightly better than that of others.

"Oh, let's not talk about it, old man, I feel depressed when I see your peaches and plums. You said that I am busy all day, so why is the fruit still not as good as yours?"

The second uncle was very depressed. He went to the orchard every day to tend the fruit trees, serving him like his ancestors. As for Zhang Feng, he didn't come to the orchard for ten days and a half months to have a look. Fat, I beat Guo Guoxiang once, and spent the rest of the time lying in the yard. Unexpectedly, just like this, the fruit of Zhang Feng's family still grows the best.

"Hey!!" Zhang Feng chuckled and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

The second uncle smiled wryly and shook his head. He also knew in his heart that Zhang Feng must have his own unique skills, but he didn't intend to break the casserole and ask the end. After all, he was already very satisfied that his own fruits could be sold to cooperatives at a high price. The reason why he said just now When I came out, I was just very curious to see the fruit of Zhang Feng's family growing so well.

Since Zhang Feng didn't say anything, he definitely wouldn't ask again.

In fact, Zhang Feng’s fruit grows so well, that’s because he used the original version of Guoguoxiang, while the villagers use the factory-produced fruit and fruitxiang, which reduces the effect, so there is such a difference.

Say goodbye to the second uncle

Zhang Feng walked towards his orchard with his basket and fruit basket in his arms.

Looking at the strings of fruits on the tree, Zhang Feng also had a headache. It was really hard to tell whether the plums were ripe or not. Unlike peaches, they were sure to be ripe when they turned red, but this plum was not so obvious.

Therefore, Zhang Feng picked every single one, so that there would be no mistakes.

"Clap!!!"

"Mao Ya is dead, everyone hurry up and chase..."

"Little Stone and the others are here, run to the woods!!"

A group of little kids wearing straw hats ran into the orchard, raising their wooden guns while running and slapping them.

Some people ran in front, and some people chased after them. They had a great time playing, and it looked like they were playing a war game.

Poor Maoya had already been shot and killed, but she was still dragged by the masters of the Corpse Exorcism Sect, and hushed into the fruit forest.

Hearing the voices of the little kids, Zhang Feng looked back, hey!I also played the game of war, which seemed really interesting. I believe everyone played such a game when they were young.

Zhang Feng smiled slightly, and also remembered what happened when he was a child. The pistol that has accompanied him in fighting for 20 years seems to be still at home, in the wooden box where he put sundries.

When I was sorting out the sundries a few days ago, I took it out to have a look. It was a wooden pistol made of fir and nails. It not only had a barrel but also a trigger. It looked quite similar, so Zhang Feng I was not willing to throw it away. I looked at it for a while and put it back in the box.

Therefore, seeing the little kids fighting in the orchard at this time, I couldn't express the warmth and kindness in my heart. Seeing the little guys was like seeing myself when I was a child.

"Oh, lunatic brother, you saw that the little stone climbed the tree, and even dropped your plums!!" Er Dan immediately complained to Zhang Feng after seeing another group of little stones sent up the tree.

Hearing Erdan's complaint, Xiao Shitou immediately jumped down, and then gave Erdan a hard look, "Hmph, tell me, you traitor!!"

"I'm not a traitor! I'm playing the Eighth Route Army, okay?" Erdan immediately raised his head and chest, imitating the might of the Eighth Route Army and the Army of the Eighth Route Army.

"Hee hee, Xiao Shitou, you are still a little Japanese!!" Mao Ya, who followed the Erdan gang, laughed and chimed in, because Xiao Shitou played the role of a little Japanese devil.

"Oh! Maoya, you are dead, dead people can't speak!" Xiaoshi immediately protested to Maoya angrily.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it, anyway, you are a little Japanese devil!!" Mao Ya pouted her mouth and muttered softly.

Hearing the conversation between the little guys, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing. This little guy is really interesting. Maybe it's because of his innocence that children are more lovable.

"Okay, okay, you guys can play in the orchard, but you can't climb trees, you know?" Zhang Feng hurriedly urged.

"Hee hee, I got it, Brother Crazy, we'll play under the fruit tree, we won't climb up the tree!" Erdan quickly replied.

The other little guys also nodded hurriedly, but Zhang Feng knew that once the little guy went crazy, he wouldn't care so much.

"Crazy brother, look, I picked two plums for you!" Xiao Shitou walked towards Zhang Feng with two plums, smiling.

Hearing Xiao Shitou's words, Zhang Feng smiled immediately, routine, everything is the little guy's routine! !

I have to say that this little guy is really smart, but these little tricks are leftovers from my childhood.

The little guy must be greedy and wants to eat his own fruit, so he picked two fruits and came here, wanting to attract his attention so that he can give them fruit to eat! !

How could Zhang Feng not know such a routine, so Zhang Feng smiled and said:
"Okay, if you want to eat fruit, you can pick it yourself, but you can't eat too much, you know?"

"Hee hee, madman brother, you are so kind!!"

"Long live the madman!!!"

The little guy is very happy, now he can finally eat fruit openly!

(End of this chapter)