On this day, Xu Lingjun collected grass and grazed like before.

At noon, I had another big meal in the space.

I came back in the afternoon to place the horses and piled up the grass on my side of my horse shed.

Looking at the neatly stacked grass, Xu Lingjun smiled with satisfaction.

"Lingjun, you have enough grass reserves, good, good."

Uncle Dong habitually took out the cigarette rod and prepared to serve a pot.

But when I saw the grass smacking my lips again, I put away the cigarette pole and stopped it to my waist.

The weather is dry, be careful of the candle!

"Mr. Dong, you are here."

"I'm used to it. Don't you always say that you should do things ahead and not do things behind! Haha~"

Xu Lingjun said with a smile.

Xu Lingjun is the same as the original owner in this regard.

I like to plan and then act, prepare in advance, and save myself from being blind when I encounter problems.

Uncle Dong nodded with satisfaction.

After all, Xu Lingjun is also his apprentice.

When Xu Lingjun first came to the ranch, he couldn't even ride a horse.

Not to mention becoming a qualified Wrangler.

It was Mr. Dong who took him in to the second group.

He taught him step by step how to become a qualified Wrangler with Guo Xizi and others.

Over the years, Xu Lingjun now has more than just called him qualified.

He can even be said to be a Wrangler who is even better than him.

"Lingjun, it's very good. We must have such a thought."

"After all, we horse-walkers often have to rely on the gods to make a living."

"The horse is our root, and the grass is the horse's root."

"Everyone knows that there is food at home and is not panic, so it is the same for raising horses!"

Uncle Dong said this again.

This is not the first time he said this, nor has it been said to Xu Lingjun only.

He has said this to all the young people from Team 7, but how many people are not lazy.

Most young people think that it’s almost done and that the grass is enough.

Or I think there are still some days when I work harder in autumn and the grass will be enough.

Yes, autumn grass is easy to pick and collect, and is much easier to collect than summer grass.

But the forage in autumn is not as good as being cut when the forage is plump.

Mr. Dong would not say this sentence if the difference is a slight mistake.

But how could he not understand this principle?

"Lingjun, it's going to snow, it's still a heavy snow."

"I just turned around and there are many people who don't have enough grass!"

Uncle Dong looked at the sky and said with some concern.

"Ah~ It's snowing~"

Xu Lingjun said in surprise, he saw that the sky was still clear today.

Logically speaking, it is just winter today, and according to the previous weather, they can still get weed for ten days and half a month.

But if it snows, it will only be winter.

The weather here is too cold. As long as it snows, it will take next spring to try it.

"Well, don't say that I didn't have to look at the sky before."

"As long as the leg hurts like that, you know it's going to snow."

"If Xiao Zhao hadn't told me carefully about it, I wouldn't have paid attention to the weather."

Uncle Dong patted his legs and said with a smile.

Uncle Dong's old cold legs were so painful that they were sore.

You heard what Mr. Dong said just now, it hurts like that and it will snow.

As the rain and snow weather is different from the pain in daily life.

"By the way, Lingjun, I just looked at our second group."

"Everyone else is fine, even the forage stored by Limin's child is almost the same."

"It's just that Dapeng is almost there. This kid is a little bit wrong recently. Please help him more!"

Although Mr. Dong was in the logistics department, he couldn't help but pay more attention to the situation in the second team.

He knew that Dapeng and Xu Lingjun had advanced recently, and he also saw some of Dapeng's little tricks.

However, he, the old man, is not easy to interrupt when it comes to young people.

Fortunately, Xu Lingjun is a child who is reliable. With his help, Dapeng can overcome the difficulties.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dong, Dapeng will figure it out. I'll give him some if there is not enough grass."

Although Li Dapeng's incident was not reported to him by anyone.

But the words of a mature spirit are not something that can be said.

Mr. Dong must have seen something, so Xu Lingjun said so.

It seemed that the preface was inconsistent, but Mr. Dong had already understood and nodded with satisfaction.

"Uncle Dong, come to my place to drink later."

"Yesterday, Sister Zhang Min went to the farm office and got me some tofu."

"I've got all frozen, and there are dry vermicelli at home."

"I'll stew it in a casserole later, Aunt Dong will come here too, let's have some warm things."

Xu Lingjun gave a lot of fabric.

The families who received the fabric also gave him a lot of things.

Fortunately, the weather is cold and many things can be stored.

In this cold weather, it would be absolutely delicious to use a casserole to stew some hot dishes and then sip a little wine!

"Okay, I'm just talking to you about something."

Uncle Dong didn't refuse either. When he was about to go there, he brought a few eggs and added some food.

It's more lively and bring some soju.

Mr. Dong is just a kid, but he is really successful, he is in the army all year round.

I know that he has a good sip of wine, and I will bring a lot of it every time I come back.

Of course, in addition to wine, there is also the cigarette that Mr. Dong was most proud of.

In other words, except for perming, Mr. Dong has the same hobbies as Mr. Yu.

When he arrived at the horse shed, Xu Lingjun habitually checked the horses.

I will also prepare horse positions from time to time and put some grass or something.

Strangely, Uncle Dong did not leave either.

This time he lit a pot of cigarettes, sucked beautifully, and looked at him.

After seeing that Xu Lingjun had almost done it, he left with his hands behind his back.

Xu Lingjun didn't care much either. Mr. Dong used to like to look at the horse like this when he was fine.

It was like looking at one child after another, this was the Wrangler's emotions.

Cut a few slices of bacon, stew frozen tofu vermicelli, Chinese cabbage, and it’s all done.

A few days ago, the team collected Qiu and handed over the public grain, and then distributed some food.

Of course, all the private areas of each family were collected, but Xu Ling did not.

Fortunately, many people thanked him and gave him some cabbage.

This is a good thing, and it can be stored for a long time.
To be continued...