Farmhouse full garden sweet-scented osmanthus

Chapter 225 The Dark Horse Is Coming
From early in the morning sacrifices, spreading colorful papers, to noon preparations for evening sacrifices, no matter whether it was the Chu family or the people from Qinhe Village, everyone was busy.

Even dolls of a few years old are busy playing, in short, no one is idle.

Of course, except for sweet-scented osmanthus.

Others are busy celebrating the festival, but Osmanthus is busy taking a break.

However, this sneaking is only a comparison from the purpose.

In fact, Osmanthus is also very busy, but not busy with the holidays.

The greenhouse has been built, and even the grass curtains are spread on the top.

All the designs are similar to what Osmanthus fragrans originally envisioned, but the window paper that should have been affixed was not affixed.

After all, it is still summer at this time, and the window paper is to prepare for winter insulation.

The daytime weather on the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival was very good. Although some clouds passed by, there was no sign of rain.

So before breakfast in the morning, Osmanthus asked Chu Lishou to help her lift all the straw curtains, so at this moment nearly one-third of the warm shed is open to the air.

"Everything is fine outside, now it's up to you." Osmanthus rolled up her sleeves, looked excitedly at the uneven ground in the greenhouse, and muttered to herself.

During the day today, there is no place for sweet-scented osmanthus in the house, so sweet-scented osmanthus decided to scrape the land here for a day.

Because of the construction of greenhouses, this already not very fertile land has already become more miserable.

On the ground that was originally reserved for farming, there are now large and small yellow mud lumps lying on it. If they are not cleaned out, even if the sweet-scented osmanthus has the ability to reach the sky, it will be difficult to grow things on this land.

These lumps of yellow mud don't look like many, but if you really want to clean them up, you will be so tired that you will cry Osmanthus fragrans.

It is still very hot in July, and the greenhouse is surrounded by walls on three sides, so there is no wind to blow at all, and the south faces the sun, so the sweet-scented osmanthus is not as busy as a stick of incense, and the clothes are easy to wear. All soaked.

"Oh, I really miss the days of suspenders!" Osmanthus raised her arm and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and couldn't help complaining about the long skirt.

Suspenders?

Osmanthus fragrans' eyes suddenly lit up, she threw down the two pieces of yellow mud she had just grabbed, and rushed out of the greenhouse, looked left and right, and found that there was no one around.

"Hahaha!" Osmanthus couldn't help but looked at the sky and laughed three times, then turned around and returned to the greenhouse.

There was no one around, and the greenhouse was surrounded by earthen walls three times. Why did I still wear such tight clothes at this time?

Osmanthus laughed inwardly, rinsed her hands in the bucket indiscriminately, and began to take off her clothes.

It is absolutely impossible to take it off completely, but it is not a problem to take off the outer skirt and outer shirt and only wear the obscene clothes inside.

Even if someone came accidentally, it wouldn't be all exposed, right?

Feeling the lightness of the clothes on her body, Osmanthus was once again very proud of her cleverness.

However, soon, she could no longer be proud.

Because she was in a very happy mood, Osmanthus osmanthus couldn't help humming a ditty. Humming and humming, the ditty turned into a loud howl unconsciously. Although it wasn't unpleasant, it was enough to make her ignore the other sounds around her. .

But at this moment, a black horse was running towards the direction of Osmanthus fragrans.

Because of the trail in the field, the black horse didn't run fast, but the man on the horse staggered, and finally fell powerlessly on the horse's back.As a result, the black horse seemed to understand, and its speed slowed down a bit, for fear of throwing off its master.

(End of this chapter)