Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 10 Grandfather and Grandson Tianlun
After sleeping in the green mist of the space for one night, Xiaoxian was indescribably comfortable. When he woke up, he found a strange phenomenon. When Gecun's rooster crowed for the third time, a red seam lit up in the sky. Just like ordinary white mist, the qi disappeared without a trace.The fairy seedling in the space shone with emerald green light, it was still a "sugar cane", no leaves were seen, and the few lines of green characters on it disappeared.

Zhou Xiaoxian walked out of the room holding hands and feet. In the morning sun, her small body was stretched straight and long.

There is a plank on the wellhead outside the house to prevent children and livestock from falling into the well.Installed next to the well, the black iron water pump is used for water discharge. More than a year ago, the village chief collected 50 yuan from door to door to install it.Xiaoxian saw Sister Lian press down the water pump handle next to the water pump last evening before using it, and the well water flowed out from the outlet. There was no one around, so she learned to press the well by hand.

When the well water is not used, the handle is firmly locked, and it is difficult to press it with the arm strength of a six-year-old child. However, when Xiaoxian was in Yunteng, he was used to doing various chores, so although this body is still not proficient , It took two days, and I got used to it a little bit. The body and soul didn't fit together, which made Xiaoxian's strength a little discounted. With all her strength, she was roughly as strong as an eleven or twelve-year-old child.

The water flowed out smoothly, and she took a sip, remembering what Aunt Lian said about the well water being unclean, drinking it would make her stomach sick.When she was in Yuntengmen, she never got sick, but she also saw flowers and plants getting sick, it was no joke.

"It's better to go back to the house and drink the water from the kettle, do as the Romans do, don't make the old man suspicious. It's time to change your words, call grandpa, and stop thinking about Yuntengmen." Xiao Xian went back to the house and found a The iron basin, took down the fluffy cloth (towel) that grandpa used to wipe her face for the past two days, and then took a white ceramic cup, and took the brush (toothbrush) that was said to be used every morning and evening.

People in this world have a rule of saying more is more, and less is less.What's rare is that you don't have to kowtow to the elders when you meet the elders, and what's more, you can't drink cold raw water, saying that it will hurt your stomach.Wash your hands before and after meals, and wash your teeth with a brush before and after going to bed.

Xiaoxian worked at the mouth of the well for a while, wiped a few handfuls of cold water on her face, wrung out the towel, and washed her face.There was no place to splash water around, so Xiaoxian folded to the back of the house after thinking about it, and poured water under the pear tree.She didn't know that the effects of the cotyledons of the fairy seedlings on her body hadn't dissipated, even the face wash contained a bit of iron-grade spiritual power.

A dozen or so old fruits hang on the white pear tree in the morning light.The few pears that fell during the fight with the Miao children yesterday were bitten by wild dogs and scattered on the ground. Xiaoxian didn't look carefully at the tree trunks for words last night. After what happened last night, he only paid attention got up.

The words displayed on the tree trunk last night, after the effect of Xianmiao displaying the characters last night, are no longer displayed on the tree trunk, but are directly reflected in the brain, which is no different from what Xiao Xian saw last night, still It is a biennial white pear.Xiaoxian looked behind the house again, trying to find some other plants to test, whether they have the same effect.

It hasn't been long since the old men moved in, and the back of the house has not been tidied up, and it looks messy and disorderly.In addition to the natural pear tree, there is also a bamboo frame behind the house with some withered and yellow loofah vines on it. I don't know which neighbor planted it.The vines are all dead, but there is still an old loofah that has been plucked and swollen at the bottom of the bamboo frame. It is full of old melon seeds.

"Annual loofah, long rod shape, 30 cm high, 3 cm in diameter, vine-like crops, high temperature resistance, high humidity, avoid low temperature. Sow in spring and bear fruit in summer, and the number of plants that can be planted for a single fruit is 26." Xiao Xian took it off That old loofah, some words came to mind again, but compared to the writing on the pear tree, the writing on the loofah was lighter.

Cut open the dry and wrinkled shell of the loofah, and the melon seeds inside have long since turned brownish black. It may be due to the soil. The left loofah is not fully developed, and the healthy melon seeds inside are counted Come down, no more, no less, exactly 26 pieces.

The two-year-old white pear tree, the annual loofah, the fruit count of the pear tree and the seed-setting rate of the loofah, when the two are combined, it will not be her illusion. The iron space can see the source of all things, so it is This is it.It's just that the handwriting on the annual loofah is much lighter, and the older the tree, the higher the information and clarity it can see.

"Xiao Xian, what are you doing squatting behind the house?" Xiao Xian was lost in thought when the old man Zhu Shijun came from the front of the house. Beard, eyes piercing, looking very energetic.

After Zhu Shijun woke up, he changed into his practice clothes. Before going up the mountain, he checked to see if his little granddaughter was still sleeping soundly. He looked in the room, and found out that there was no sign of her little granddaughter. He hurriedly found it. When I opened the door, I saw that there were still some water stains beside the well at the door, and the washing utensils on the shelf seemed to have been washed by someone.

Xiaoxian threw the old loofah back casually, and walked towards the old man with the basin.

"Grandpa is going up to the mountain to exercise, you stay at home, and Aunt Lian will come over to cook later." Zhu Shijun looked at the washbasin and the neatly arranged sanitary ware.

"Grandpa, I'm going too," Xiao Xian was not interested in listening to Aunt Lian, who's hen laid two eggs a day, whose roof was knocked down, and who's head was knocked, babbling Yes, my ears are calloused.

Zhu Shijun looked at the time, it was only [-]:[-], and it was still more than half an hour before Sister Lian arrived, so it's not good to leave Xiaoxian alone at home.

"Alright, you can go up to Leigong Mountain with grandpa to have a look. Didn't you keep clamoring to see the Diaolou of the Miao family? If you look from Leigong Mountain to Heishan, you can see it clearly." They all said for a while. You should be familiar with the land. Xiaoxian used to have bad legs and feet. She was bored in the house all day and had no contact with the children in the neighborhood, so her temper became more and more arrogant.Being able to move around is also good.

The old and the young walked up the mountain without locking the door.

Under the white pear tree where Xiaoxian had splashed a basin of wash water, there was a "gululu" swallowing sound in the soil.The trunk of the white pear tree is a little deeper, as if it has been painted with thick ink, and the pear fruits on the top of the tree suddenly grow a little bit, but with these subtle changes, the family under the pear tree Haven't found it yet.

People in the mountains get up early, and at five o'clock, the smoke from cooking breakfast comes out of the chimneys of several houses.

From the firewood in the mountains, the woodcutter wielding a woodcutter raised his head and just wiped off his sweat, when he saw an old man in white pacing with his hands behind his back on the mountain road: "Xiao Xian, slow down."

The girl with nimble hands and feet walked in the mountains without stumbling, as if she was walking on flat ground, and waved to the old man behind her from time to time: "Grandpa, it's too slow, the sun is going to dry my ass."

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It's the weekend, take this opportunity to yo "sugar cane seedlings".Twisting the bare pole, "In broad daylight, there is no aura. I want to germinate. I ask for various collections, votes, reviews, and rewards for irrigation."

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