Age: My Small World

Chapter 17 Planning
"It's ok, pretty sweet."

"I told you it's sweet." Cheng Xiaoyu was chewing the food comfortably, and her eating manners were quite open and generous.

In fact, it is not as sweet as imagined. It can only be said that it has a hint of sweetness, not much better than pumpkin.

That’s right, these days there is no selection, and it is quite good that wild pears can grow to taste like this.

"Xiao Yu'er, since you discovered this tree, why not pick all the fruits now to avoid being discovered? The fruits are almost ripe anyway."

The pear tree is not big, so it doesn't bear many fruits, probably about forty or fifty, weighing only seven or eight kilograms in total.

"I'm not going to cook pear soup, I'll just give it all to you." Cheng Xiaoyu said.

"I'm making soup, not eating the pears. I don't need that many. Ten at most will be enough. You can take the rest." Yang Jun really wanted to slap her head. It was obvious that she wanted to make him feel uncomfortable. How could he just pick all the pears and leave no money for her?

This was discovered by her. If he hadn't asked for the pears, Cheng Xiaoyu might have picked the pears and taken them home in a few days.

Seeing that the little girl wanted to talk, he simply started picking them up.

"If you don't listen to me in the future, I won't care about your grades."

This was considered a threat, and Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment.

"Yang Jun, we agreed to learn from each other last time, and you've already gone too far."

"Can't I change my words?" Yang Jun turned around and smiled at her happily.

next second.

"Hiss~" a cut appeared on his hand.

Wild pear trees have thorns, and they are very sharp, so it is easy to get injured if you are not careful.

After being scratched, a cut appeared on Yang Jun's finger.

"Brother Xiaoshan." Without bothering to argue with him, Cheng Xiaoyu quickly pulled his hand over and looked at it carefully.

"You're such a grown-up, but you don't know how to be careful. There are so many thorns around, and you're still busy complaining to me." Cheng Xiaoyu's words were unpleasant, but her worried look was real.

"It's not serious." She breathed a sigh of relief.

"It wasn't serious to begin with. It might have healed if we waited a little longer." Yang Jun shrugged.

The wound only bled a little and then stopped, which meant that there was nothing serious.

"You take a rest, I'll pick it." The little girl pushed him aside and started to get busy.

In a short while, her blue top turned into a heavy bag.

"I have a bag here, put it in there."

Yang Jun was well prepared when he went out to pick pears.

After putting it in the bag and weighing it, Cheng Xiaoyu estimated, "It's almost eight kilograms, quite a lot."

"Now that we've found the pear, let's go look for the rabbit."

But he did not forget to look for rabbits. Maybe he would have to rely on them to support the family in the next few years.

"Okay." Cheng Xiaoyu was also interested in this.

However, after searching for a long time, the two of them saw the rabbit hole, but did not see a single rabbit.

"I guess our method is wrong and we scared them." Yang Jun sighed helplessly as he looked at the sky.

"Let's go back first and come back to look for the rabbit next time."

If I don’t go back now, I’ll have to eat lunch.

"Then don't forget to call me when you come." Cheng Xiaoyu was also unwilling.

"A gentleman's word..."

"Bah, you just said you were going to change your words, you're lying."

……

When the two returned to Cheng Xiaoyu's house, Cheng Aimin happened to come in with a bowl in his hand. It seemed that he had returned with the meal.

"Sister, Brother Xiaoshan, how are things going? Did you see any wild boars in the back mountain?" the little guy asked excitedly. "Let your sister tell you. I'm going back first." Yang Jun pinched Cheng Aimin's little face. He looked like he was five or six years old at the age of eight. He was still quite cute.

"Your pears." Cheng Xiaoyu hurriedly handed over the bag.

"I'll take ten, and you can deal with the rest yourself. But you can keep the seeds for me. I want to see if I can grow a few."

Yang Jun looked into her eyes again: "Be obedient, or I won't tutor you anymore."

Cheng Xiaoyu rolled her eyes for once: "Forget it, I'll keep all the seeds for you."

Seeing him leaving with the bag that was half empty, the little girl pursed her lips at his back.

When I got home, I found that no one was at home. I guess they went to the threshing ground to dry and thresh the wheat.

Unlike corn, wheat needs careful care.

This year's harvest is a bumper one, so my mother, Li Xiaohua, has prepared a meal of noodles for me tonight.

Yang Jun knew that this year's bumper grain harvest in various places would be used to support international efforts and repay debts. In addition, with the implementation of production teams, the big pot meal became the norm, and the situation changed rapidly.

Not to mention the Great Steelmaking Campaign after the autumn, which required all the able-bodied men in every household to work, resulting in a large-scale failure of the sweet potato harvest, and the problem deepened again.

These distances are not far away.

When I arrived at the front room, I saw something being pressed down by a bowl on the table.

As soon as he opened it, he saw the food his mother had left for him.

It’s the same corn porridge as usual, but with some sugar added in it, it tastes extra sweet.

By the way, he had finished eating the brown sugar he brought back. This should be the last bit. He mostly drank it by soaking it in water, and only after my strong request did he let my mother and two sisters drink some.

"We still need to change the conditions at home as soon as possible."

But thinking about the next three years, Yang Jun felt more and more worried.

"I'm afraid we have to get through this period first."

After finishing his meal, he stepped into the small world.

He ate two pears and left the rest for my mother and the others.

He soaked the small number of seeds in spiritual water mixed with water from the pond before planting them on the side of the hillside.

After some planning, he found that the entire hill was roughly divided into three major parts.

One piece is used to grow fruits, one piece is used to grow flowers, plants, thorns, etc., because if you want a good harvest, beekeeping must be put on the agenda, so flowers are indispensable. The last and largest piece is pure grassland, which must be great for raising rabbits, chickens, etc.

Together with the nine acres of crops at the foot of the mountain, the entire small world was arranged by him in an orderly manner.

Unfortunately, it is still bare now. Looking around, there are only some green shadows on the bean sprouts and vegetables.

"Spiritual water, oh spiritual water, how can I increase you?"

Looking at the stone platform's incredibly fast condensation speed, Yang Jun felt quite melancholy.

There is only one drop of spiritual water a day, and it has to be divided into several petals for use, so the effect is very poor.

His fitness plan was almost interrupted.

"Let's go to the county town and see what's going on when school starts."

He had tried every possible way to increase the spiritual water in the village, but nothing worked, so he had no choice but to change direction.

School is about to start in mid-August, so he can go to the city at any time.

When the spiritual water condensed into half a drop, he quickly took it out and swallowed it. His body quickly felt obvious movement, and Yang Jun could feel that he was indeed getting stronger and stronger.

What little bit of it remained was thrown into the pond by him.

The fish that were originally caught were quickly and enthusiastically grabbing the remaining spiritual water in the water. It can be seen that they are in good condition. Obviously, it is also good to raise fish here.

"Fish, oh fish, grow up quickly." In his mind, the recipes of braised fish, spicy fish, boiled fish and so on flashed.

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