Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 234, transplanting rice seedlings

Feng Hongtao and Feng Hongyu spent the whole night together, but they really couldn't cook a few decent dishes, so the two brothers simply got up early the next day and went to the town to buy vegetables and meat, and weighed a few catties of wine. He didn't come back until he took out all the money in his pocket.

Feng Qingluo didn't catch anyone the day before, and she was too lazy to go out because of the rain, so she wanted to catch a few rabbits and chickens at home the next day, and then clean up the vegetable garden. When she got up, Feng Hongtao and Feng Hongyu had left early.Feng Qingluo didn't care, called Qin Zhi, Yan Yi, and Han Yan, planned to give away as much as they planned, and found an excuse to make a big snake, which weighed seven or eight catties.

There are snakes and chickens, just a pot of dragon and phoenix soup, perfect match!
So on March [-]th, everyone had a good meal thanks to the blessings of the two couples, and even Bai Jingxing's master and servant were invited to have a banquet.

This day, Feng Qingluo didn't have to work. She sat and chatted with the old patriarch Feng and the two elders. By the way, they discussed the matter of planting rice seedlings in a few days. As a result, within a few days, she heard news from the clan that Zhao's and Wang are pregnant.

Feng Qingluo was shocked when she heard the news.

Mrs. Zhao is 30 years old this year if she remembers correctly. Mrs. Wang was born yesterday. She is only 19 years old and is already the mother of two children. Is this going to be the third soon?
God!This ability to reproduce... simply refreshed her worldview!
The first thing she thought when she realized it was that the old patriarch Feng must not let Zhao and Wang's pregnancy know, otherwise it would be a disaster for her.

As a result, within two days, the old patriarch Feng, who never left his home, found out, and he didn't know who ran to tell her when she was not at home.Because of this matter, the elder Feng kept talking about her for four or five days, and it was like that when they met each other. Later, because everyone was busy planting rice seedlings, this matter was over, as long as no one mentioned it again or saw a few pregnant women. You won't look down on her.

On the day of group transplanting, the entire Feng family was dispatched except for the elderly, children and pregnant women.

The weather was still bad that day, and the drizzle kept falling, but the people of the Feng clan were enthusiastic, and even the ripples made by the raindrops in the paddy fields were very beautiful.

Everyone first went to the patriarch's field to observe and study, and then went to shovel the seedlings later.

Feng Qingluo has a lot of people on her side, after she has been taught, she will go to the fields to guide the work in various fields.

There are not many paddy fields, and the rest is not enough for Qin Zhi and the three of them to work in a day, so why should she do it herself?

Feng Qingluo, who didn't need to do it herself, walked on the neat field stalks, watching the paddy fields planted with rickety seedlings, which gave her a sense of accomplishment.

She was proud of herself, she might as well have a worm crawling up her calf along her foot, and just give her a shot on her calf, the pain made her cry out in alarm.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

Feng Qingluo flicked her feet desperately, not knowing if the bugs had been thrown out, the pain was so painful that her tears almost didn't hold back.

"Fall down!"

Several fields away, Qin Zhi raised his head when he heard the voice, just in time to see her flicking her feet desperately, and immediately rushed towards her.

"Luoluo, what's wrong?"

Feng Qingluo rolled her trousers aggrievedly, sniffed and said, "I was bitten by a bug, it hurts me to death!"

"Where is the bite? Let me see!" Qin Zhi hurriedly squatted down to check, and soon saw a red and swollen place on his calf. "But here?" Qin Zhi asked, pointing at the red and swollen place.

For nearly a year, Feng Qingluo has used the spiritual spring water to the maximum every day, and has already nourished her skin to be tender and smooth like a spring onion, so this small piece of red and swollen skin is particularly conspicuous.

She was in pain in her flesh, and Qin Zhi was in pain in her heart.

"Wait, I'll go pick some herbs."

(End of this chapter)