Farmhouse cooks have space

Chapter 259 Numbness
"He..." He Miao couldn't help but smile when she thought of Yu Wenxuan. She admitted that she had a crush on him, but based on what she knew about him now, it wasn't enough for her to like him.

Afterwards, under He Rong's serious eyes, he said solemnly: "He's not bad, but I don't know him very well yet."

"Oh..." He Rong responded jokingly with a long voice, and then said: "It's hard to go to bed early one day, so go to bed quickly."

"Okay." After He Miao finished speaking, she turned around and lay down.

In the next few days, in order to allow He Shilei to devote himself to the work in his family's field, He Miao took over the task of buying meat every morning.

What she didn't expect was that her business was much better because of this small disaster, especially the five sets of meat offal that were sold out properly every day.

But she didn't dare to do more, because the pot really couldn't be boiled.

Seven days later, vegetable seedlings and radish seedlings came out one after another, but they were all in one piece, and the situation of every household was similar.

Seeing this, He Miao also gave up buying seedlings. Instead, after the fennel in the space was ripe, he grew some cabbage and radish seedlings in the space, and even planted some carrots and Xinmei.

Because of the blessing of space water, these seedlings grow bigger and faster than those outside.

After He Shilei went out to deliver goods that day, He Miao was about to leave the stall when he saw a hunchbacked old man in his fifties walking in with some soybeans and pods he had picked up.

Then he went directly to He Miao and said, "Girl Miao, my land has been vacated for you, if you still want to grow vegetables, you can plow it out quickly.

My family has some extra vegetable seedlings, if you want, we can share some for you. "

"You are Grandpa Zhang, sit down quickly." He Miao hurriedly took the stool and handed it to him after hearing this.

"No, I have to go home quickly, hurry up, or the season will be over if it's too late."

"I know, but how many vegetable seedlings can your family feed me?"

"Not much, it's enough to plant one or two fractions of land."

"Okay, please keep it for me."

"Success, then go ahead, I'm leaving." Zhang Laoga responded, then turned and walked out.

"Why does this uncle have no expression on his face, he looks like a dummy." Qin Wenyao came over at this time and said.

He Miao heard what she said, and recalled Zhang Laoga's appearance, but the expression on his face was secondary, the most important thing was the numb eyes, as if nothing could stir up any ripples in his heart up.

Afterwards, if he felt something, he said: "It may be that I have experienced too much and become numb."

"can you?"

"Yes, it should be the feeling of dying or seeing through everything like those eminent monks."

"Desperate..." Qin Wenyao looked at her in astonishment.

However, I somewhat understood what she meant, and suddenly felt a little scary in my heart.

Because she really couldn't figure out what kind of blow could make a man live like a walking dead, it was simply too terrifying.

Seeing this, He Miao smiled and shook his head, then pointed to the fennel in the courtyard and said, "Pull them out later, wash them clean, and we will have pies at night."

"Okay." Qin Wenyao replied, turned around and hurried away.

After dinner in the evening, He Miao was discussing with He Rong when to clean up the land.

Suddenly, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy ran in, and when he saw them, he hurriedly asked, "Which of you is He Miao?"

(End of this chapter)