Farming space: fortunate petite to farm

Gu Zhang nodded, "more than that. Since I know there is a disaster, I will try my best to mobilize the villagers to go together."

He looked at the history textbook in his hand. "Can I give this book to my father?"

Gu Fei nodded and shook his head, "I can't give you all, I can only take this page."

She guessed that her father wanted to write about the book and persuade his relatives to leave together.

Without hesitation, Gu Fei tore down the page and handed it to Gu Zhang.

Gu Zhang looked at the cover of the book. There were two big characters: history. He didn't know the first word, but he knew the word history.

This is the history of predecessors recorded by later generations.

I really want to see what else is written behind.

Gu Fei saw his father's desire and whispered, "Dad, I'll show you this book later."

Gu Zhang nodded, took the page and got up, "I'll find the village head."

When he came to the gate, he just met Chen who came in. Gu Zhang thought for a moment and suddenly felt the apple Gu Fei gave him out of his arms. "You can eat it from your daughter."

Chen took it in his hand and looked, "what's this?"

Gu Zhang shook his head. "I don't know. It's food. I think the girl eats very well."

Chen leaned over his nose and smiled. "It's fragrant. It smells fragrant."

"Is this how to eat it, or --" before he finished, Gu Zhang had left the courtyard.

"A dead old boss, I don't speak clearly." Chen came in happily and waved to the grass, "come on, there's delicious milk here."

Chen's apple flashed in front of the grass. The grass suddenly saw a novel thing, grabbed Chen's pants and got excited, "grandma, give it to me, give it to me."

Chen thought that it was a valuable thing, and everyone had to try it.

Well, first ask your daughter. Didn't she say she gave it to you? It must be a good food for the noble people in Hou's house.

Chen's leg dragged the grass to open the door. He saw Gu Fei lying on the Kang, reading a book and eating an apple.

She blinked. It seemed that there was no need to ask. This thing was eaten raw.

Chen went to the main room and shouted, "Da Lang, er Lang, San Lang, Chun Hua --"

Gu Fei was so frightened by the sound that his hands shook that the apples almost fell.

The whole family came at the sound.

"Mother, what's up?"

The three boys jumped up to the main room and looked at Chen.

Li Chunhua also came soon.

Chen mysteriously took out an apple from his arms. "I'm thinking about trying all the good things your sister gave me."

"What is this?"

"What?"

Several people asked.

Chen waved his hand, "I don't know. Don't ask me."

"How to eat?" Li Chunhua asked the key question.

Chen went to the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife and washed it carefully. Then he put the apple on the table and cut it carefully.

Half and half again, Chen cut the apple into eight pieces, "one for each!"

Saburo quickly picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it twice and it was gone.

The house was full of people looking at him. Erlang asked, "is it delicious?"

Saburo smashed it, smashed his mouth, nodded, "delicious, just too little, didn't taste anything!"

Chen stared at him, "who let you eat so fast? Pig Bajie eats ginseng fruit!"

Gu Qing carefully picked up a piece and handed it to the grass first.

The grass took a delicate bite and narrowed his eyes, "Wow, eat well."

The rest quickly picked up their own piece and put it into their mouth to taste.

"Delicious."

"It's delicious."

Gu Sanlang watched them drool.