Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 1140 Picking up the Slate
With the tools on his back, he quickened his pace and rushed home.

It was too hot, and the head of the person who was exposed to the sun was dizzy, and he just wanted to hide in the water quickly.

Fang Shishi walked along the path between the field stalks, and there was not even a shaded place along the way.

Xiaoying was in her arms, and she was so hot that she lost her energy.

Not far away, at the end of the field stalk, there was a big tree. Fang Shiyi decided to go there to have a rest. It would be great if he could drink a sip of cold water.

This tree is an old locust tree, it has grown for many years, its branches and leaves are so luxuriant, the trunk of the tree cannot be hugged by two adults.

Under the tree, there is a flat grass field.

Xu Shi often has people resting here, and the traces are obvious.

Fang Shishi finally went to the bottom of the tree, took off the burden, threw it aside, and fell to the ground.

The soft green grass cushion is more comfortable than any mattress.

Maybe she can also dig some turf from here and plant it in front of her house. It will spread by itself every year, and it will look good if you take care of it from time to time.

Just do it.

Fang Shiyi rested for a while, then took out his knife and started mowing the grass.

It stands to reason that there should be no one at noon, but there are people who work hard like her.

"Eleventh? Why are you here?" Bao Xiaoju also took a shortcut.

She sold her eggs and wandered around town for a while.

Mainly wandering around the jewelry stalls, reluctant to leave.

She didn't have any jewellery, just a pair of silver bracelets, very old and worn, handed down to her by her mother.

Although it is also a bracelet, it is not good-looking!
It made her afraid to bring the bracelet to the town sometimes, for fear of being seen as a joke.

Mrs. Wu is very strict about money, and Bao Xiaoju can't keep any private money on weekdays.

Only during the Chinese New Year, the elders will give some lucky money, one or two pennies, and how can they afford jewelry.

Fang Shishi tied the cut turf with peeled tree branches before sitting back, "Aren't you here?"

Behind the old locust tree is a small stream.

There are water plants and reeds on both sides of the bank, and the calls of wild ducks and pheasants can also be heard.

The wild ducks caught on Eleven came from here.

Wu Xiaoju put down the basket and sat under the shade of the tree, "Oh! I'm so tired and hungry, I don't even dare to buy a steamed bun."

Fang Shishi ignored her and lay down on the grass, looking at the cracks in the leaves, the sun dappled.

"Hey, what's in that bag of yours." Wu Xiaoju raised her mind.

Fang Shixi pulled the burden to his side, "It doesn't matter what you have, if you are hungry, go home quickly, your mother may save food for you!"

"Hmph! My mother doesn't know how, at most a little bit of cold corn paste, add a little pickle, my mother is the most stingy," Wu Xiaoju became even more curious when she saw that Eleven was looking at the bundle tightly, but she soon found out The green grass dug by Eleven, "Why are you digging these?"

Of course, Fang Shiyi still didn't want to talk to her, turned around, faced the small stream, and watched the gurgling water.

The water in the creek is very shallow, high and low, and piled up with pebbles of various sizes.

Suddenly, Eleven stared at a point and stopped moving.

Isn't that what she wants?

Fang Shixi sat up quickly and ran towards the stream, not forgetting to carry the burden on his back.

"Fang Shishi, what are you doing?" Wu Xiaoju was really going to be mad at her, she was just a dead girl like a stuffed gourd.

Fang Shixi took off her shoes on the shore and went into the water with bare feet. The water was very cool. She washed her face first, and then put some on her body. Immediately, she felt much refreshed.

(End of this chapter)