Chapter 323: For the happiness of your son

"Stop making trouble for the lion, why don't you bring you in next time?" He scolded with a smile when he saw the cheerful lion.

At night, we brought lions and little pandas into the space. The lions came in for the first time, and other animals were treated like this. Little villains were indispensable for taking a bath once a day.

During the day, the white hair on the chest of the panda with colorful watermelon is dyed into colorful colors, and some leaves are stained with, and it looks like an indigenous person in the primeval forest. Now everyone who brings it in knows where to run.

As for the lion, when you come in, you just look at this space, and it is also about the wisdom of rising. Tibetan mastiffs look very smart, but they can develop intelligence in the space.

The guy who came in was extremely excited and was equally happy every time he came in, without any worries about the space filled with the breath of nature.

Animals are the most sensitive to nature. The natural atmosphere in the space is so strong that it is countless times. The little villains are all addicted. I guess they are the luckiest animals.

It's hard to get in with a big body, especially the kind of giants. But I really don't have the luck to get it in. I guess it's only in the middle of the night. Maybe I have the chance to bring you in with you in in the future.

When entering the space, Zhang Niu also brought a watermelon knife. Because the colorful watermelons in the space have ripe, the ground is covered with large green watermelons in just three days, and the watermelons growing in the space are particularly bright in color.

In the space in the middle, Zhang Niu had to clean up a lot of vines every day. The growth in the space accelerated after a night, the watermelon vines returned to their original appearance.

If you don't come in that day, Zhang Niu himself would suspect that the space zone would not leave any gaps for all the watermelon vines to occupy, and then the colorful watermelons would be mixed together.

It will be a difficult thing to find watermelon at that time. It looks the same as when picking watermelons, but no one knows whether it is a red scoop or a colorful one.

This is the most critical issue in picking watermelons, so Zhang Niu spends a lot of time on his own every day to separate the vines.

Next to the watermelon field is a large pile of watermelon vines, which are now all turned into a pile of hay.

There is no heat wave in the space, but the temperature can wither or even dry the watermelon vines.

"I can finally cut the watermelon. I don't know if the result is the same as I thought." Walking to the watermelon field, looking at the watermelon all over the ground, "I hope it will be the same as I thought."

I picked a green watermelon on each of the two watermelon fields. The watermelon in the space is a giant. The weight is estimated to be about twenty kilograms. This is only the contact between Zhang Niu based on his touch.

It is true that you have to get the weight outside to know the specific weight. Zhang Niu is not interested in this now, but is whether the watermelon is successful.

There are watermelons on both sides of the table, and the colorful watermelons are cut into colorful colors.

Yay,

Just after cutting the watermelon, the little villain in the lake saw Zhang Niu cutting watermelon from afar. He put down his favorite watermelon game and rushed over. In the afternoon, there were not many watermelons cut by the little flowers that could not satisfy their mouths.

When he saw Zhang Niu cutting watermelon, he gathered around his feet, so the lion ran over.

The lion likes this mysterious space so much that it feels like it is back on the towering snow-capped mountains.

"Don't worry, you will have it all." After eating so much meat for dinner, you can still eat watermelon in your stomach, which made Zhang Niu envious of him even if he wanted to eat it.

Cut the watermelon and put it on the ground. Looking at the lion, it seems that it is going to be a piece. The Tibetan mastiff is a carnivore and has never seen it as a vegetarian. Forget it, if you want to eat it, then cut it for you.

After howling, the lion bit the colorful watermelon with big mouth.

The little bad guys next to him stopped and looked at this guy curiously. It seemed that the colorful watermelon was its big enemy. After watching for a while, the little bad guys began to continue eating watermelon.

"The seeds soaked in space water are planted with colorful watermelons. I wonder if the unsoaked watermelon seeds are red or colorful."

I thought to myself that a person walked to the other watermelon.

Looking at the watermelon in front of him, Zhang Niu raised the watermelon knife and cut it down with force. The watermelon suddenly split into two halves.

"It's really a red watermelon. The watermelon seeds need to be soaked in space water before they can work." I couldn't help but shout.

After worrying about things for a few days, a huge stone slowly landed on the ground. The high-hanging heart finally breathed a sigh of relief. The colorful watermelon is the treasure pot of the village.

Zhang Niu shouted loudly, causing the little villain to stop and continue to eat after a few more words, as if he was saying that Zhang Niu was fine and was yelling around, and he wanted to eat watermelon.

After eating all of them, several guys pulled their pants with their claws and wanted to eat them.

"I still eat it. I'll have a big belly tonight. I'll give you the last piece today." I picked up the watermelon knife and prepared to cut the colorful watermelon.

Yay.

The little guy pulled open his trousers and looked at the red watermelon tightly.

Zhang Niu asked the little bad guy to pull it, and stopped the movement in his hand and raised the watermelon halfway in the air, "Do you want to eat the red watermelon?"

Yay.

The little bad guy’s reply is a good explanation. People don’t eat colorful watermelons and like to eat this red watermelon.

"I said it earlier, but I didn't expect you to change your taste again." He picked up the watermelon knife and cut out a few pieces of watermelon, and did not forget to cut a piece of watermelon for himself.

The little bad guy was surprised to see the red watermelon when he was eating the red watermelon, so he remembered to eat the red watermelon.

I just cut the red scoop of watermelon for them, but the little guys stopped eating and started to scream after just a few bites.

The red watermelon tastes less than the colorful watermelon, and you can tell the taste by just trying it.

Zhang Niu laughed while eating the red watermelon, and watched the little guy eat colorful watermelon with interest and put the red watermelon aside and ignored it.

Seeing that there is no waste of red watermelon, there is so much watermelon. When you go out and put it in the refrigerator, you can use it as a drink. Frozen some rock sugar water and put chopped watermelon on it.

Not only does it look good, it tastes bad, although it is a bit far from colorful watermelons, it is a good choice when it is frozen in summer. If you plant so many red watermelons, you can't eat it here without eating it.

In the future, all the red watermelons were frozen. Then Zhang Niu thought that it was necessary to buy a special refrigerator, which would not be full of smell.

Not only can you make some watermelon, but you can usually cook some mung beans, peanuts and longans to freeze, and even the coconut milk you have in the sea layer can be used as a summer drink.

The full taste doesn't have to be bored that you don't have a drink in the afternoon.

Leave the panda inside to continue taking a bath, and walk out to the kitchen with the watermelon in his arms.

It was only past nine o'clock and the kitchen lights were still on.

"It's so late, who's inside?" Standing outside the courtyard, I saw a vague figure walking around. "Can't anyone steal food when they weren't full at night?"

He walked into the kitchen quietly with the watermelon in his arms, trying to see who was in the kitchen. Liangshan seemed not to appear in the kitchen at night, so it must be someone who came in to steal food without eating at night.

When I entered the house, I saw that I was not stealing food at all, but my mother was stirring things in front of the mud stove in the kitchen.

"Mom, why haven't you slept so late?"

Happy Xiaozhu should have nothing to do, so why is he busy at night?

My mother laughed and said, "I can't sleep at night, so I can't cook it and freeze it. I'll give you a lot of sweet potato flour this year, so it's a waste to put it." As she spoke, she continued to stir the sweet potato flour in the pot.

The cold-fried is as crystal clear as the horseshoe cake you see. The firewood under the big pot does not need to be very strong. The sweet potato flour poured into the pot must be stirred constantly, and it will be considered good after the sweet potato flour in the pot forms a paste.

At this time, the cold freezer in the pot had not yet formed, and my mother kept stirring.

Put down the watermelon and add a lot of firewood in front of the mud stove. When he walked out, he saw his sweaty mother and said, "Mom, I'll do it, you go and rest."

My mother quickly stopped her and said, "What do you know? You must be unable to stir if you don't have the skills. It's better for me to do this. You can find a big basin."

Zhang Niu almost forgot that he didn't understand the meticulous work of stirring at all, and I was afraid that he would be able to mix the sweet potato flour in the pot as my mother said.

So I found five basins in the cupboard. After the cold freeze is cooked, I cannot eat it directly. I have to put it in the basin and pour it with clean water and soak it in it. After a day, I can wait until the cold freeze cools down to form a jelly.

Then cut it into pieces with a knife and sprinkle it with sugar and vinegar. The most common drink in the village in the sour and sweet summer days can also be poured with clear tea in the cold frozen. It has a different flavor.

Not only can you add sweet and sour, but you can cut it into pieces. There are many ways to fry and roast it with oil.

"Aniu, I think Xiaohua often comes here. She is good-looking or a college student is sensible and has no temper. Do you like it? Do you want to tell me if you don't want me to help you?" The mother who was stirring sweet potato flour said with a smile.

"Oh." Zhang Niu Yidai "Mom, what did you say? They came here to play, and there are no friends in the village."

Zhang Niu quickly stopped talking about his mother. Fortunately, there were no one else around, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

My mother disagreed and continued, "Aniu, what's wrong with Xiaohua, it's just that she has some physical problems. But she is well-behaved and sensible, and her family is not bad. Don't blame your mother for telling you that your father is in a hurry to hold his grandson, so you can't fight for it."

Zhang Niu knew very well that his father wanted his grandson. He liked children more and many neighbors nearby were about the same age as they were, and they all held their grandson. It would be strange if his father was not jealous.

Before Zhang Niu could speak, his mother said again, "Do you know? Yesterday, many aunts and sisters in the village came to introduce girls to you. Think about it yourself, the little flower man is not too late, so they have to take the lead."

The house had just been demolished, and the aunts and ladies came to the house so quickly, even more paparazzi than the paparazzi.

Zhang Niu also knew that his mother was good for him, but it was difficult to find a good girl, but Xiaohua had some impression of Zhang Niu.

The little flower man is not only a good dish with a good temper but also very careful in dealing with things. Although he is a college student, love has no boundaries.

When my mother saw her contemplative son, she hurriedly said, "If you are interesting, you can try dating. Your mother will help you ask with her face."

My mother's personality is straightforward, and I guess she nodded and rushed to ask that this was not a good thing.

So he said, "Look, you have a good relationship quickly, but it won't work hard, and it's not good to get married. And this marriage is a lifelong thing. At least I have to choose an ideal partner to live in the next life."

Seeing his son say this, Xiaoyue felt much more at ease. She could just go and look for her son, but she had to help him ask. She would not take the initiative to attack like his father.

Xiaoyue, who was stirring sweet potato flour, immediately had an idea in her mind, and she always had to be shameless for her son.


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