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I was still sleepy after sleeping more than ten hours a day for the past few days. I went to the doctor and Yaya said she was malnourished and prescribed some vitamins and so on. Yaya received more than 400 RMB for three months and bought two bottles of medicine.
I’m depressed, I’ve lost a lot. After eating, I’m going to bed, I’m so sleepy.
Everyone returned to the Taolin courtyard, and Xiao Huanghuang, who was hugged tightly by Ling Dang, was sitting on the edge. Mengmeng had already used the naming rights. Everyone looked at this little thing and said it was a cat. It was slightly different. As for
Tiger cubs, if you look carefully, there is nothing similar except for the markings on their heads.
"It seems that we were busy working in vain this time." Li Feng used a net to pull in the pond a few times, got a few fish shells, and threw them to the timid little thing. The little guy was a little timid at first, and after sniffing,
He swooped up with a small fish in his mouth and ran away with it in his mouth. At this speed, Li Feng always felt that it was faster than his own cat.
"You're so cute, why don't you keep it." Xiaoqing looked at the little Huanghuang who ran up to the willow tree and ate his concubine, and glanced at the little niece who was sitting upright. The little girl looked obedient now, 1
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With her hands on her skirt, she looks like a little lady.
But Xiaoqing, who was well aware of her cute personality, could only sigh helplessly, and even after beating and scolding herself, the girl forgot about the pain in her butt when she got better.
In the evening, several experts who heard the news that Li Feng and the others had brought back the tiger cub ran over excitedly, followed by a group of adults and children watching the fun.
"Xiaobao, where is the tiger?" Li Fukui asked his old son to check the information in the past two days, and today he chatted with the experts for a long time to get a general understanding of the impact of the tiger's appearance. What this matter means to the village
It is definitely a good thing that not only the level of the protected area will be upgraded, but the traffic in the village may be upgraded again. If not, my [Book] record will be upgraded by one liter.
"Uncle, look, what is this?" Li Feng took Xiao Huanghuang from Bell's hand. The little guy showed his teeth and grinned fiercely. Unfortunately, he was a little small, so he didn't feel fierce at all, but rather cute.
Feel.
"Hey, is this a tiger cub?" Li Fukui rubbed the little guy's head and felt that something was missing. The markings on the head, yes, there were no markings on the body, it was all brown and yellow.
"Here, let me take a look. Alas, this is not a tiger cub. Look at this size. There are no markings on his body. Although there are some yellow and black markings on his head, look carefully. Do you see any difference in the markings?" said the old expert.
A little disappointed, she looked through it and handed it to Li Feng. It might be an ordinary night owl or something that caused this incident. She came here in vain. Lin Ying's face looked a little ugly at this time.
What I reported was correct, but I couldn’t find the little one
Tiger. It was inevitable that he would be implicated and sighed slightly in his heart.
"Hey, isn't that what you're saying?" Zeng Jiang was startled, stepped forward, and snatched the small hand from Li Feng's hand.
Huang Huang looked through it again, with a faint smile on his face. This time it was finally not in vain.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the tiger was not found. We found a "yellow tiger, cub." Li Fukui and Li Feng were stunned. The villagers behind them were talking about it. The tiger might be a little far away from everyone, but the yellow tiger, this
Dongxi was still seen in the mountains more than ten years ago.
"Okay, Grandpa Huang Hu is back again." Fifth Master muttered, mainly talking about legends. Huang Hu is also known as the golden cat. In the eyes of the older generation, this golden animal is a lucky cat and a golden cat.
The color is festive, and the old man feels that the golden cat has returned and that Lijiagang's wealth has returned.
As for Li Feng and others, they really didn't know what to say other than being dumbfounded. These children really found a tiger cub, but they didn't say they imagined a southern tiger, but a yellow tiger cub that killed the tiger. Lin
There was a smile on Ying's face. Even though the yellow tiger was only a second-level protected animal, this harvest had already made a small addition to her resume. She didn't have to go out, but she could still get some credit. Lin Yingjue
There is nothing better than this.
The next day, several experts were sent away, and the village calmed down. The lively days became even more depressing under the rising heat of summer.
The villagers looked at Xianyun Xiaozhu with some curious eyes. It looked like a small village, but all twenty-one households had moved in. The remaining three bamboo houses had also been rented out, which gave Li Feng a headache. Zhou Yan
My grandparents didn’t know where they heard about this. They asked Li Feng to help rent a bamboo house. Li Feng said several times that he had many houses, but the old man just liked the place where the bamboo house was, with mountains and water and lush trees all around.
People have cleared out a small area of the forest. The shrubs and weeds are gone, leaving only a clean small forest. In the past two days, this area has become a good place for a group of old people to gather at noon, play chess, chat, and play with birds.
Some people even encouraged Mr. Lin to go to the village to find people to build a few awnings here. If there was no problem with the money, everyone would join in. No one would care about the three to five hundred yuan.
It's easy to build a pergola, just a few old people who are free at home, the second uncle, the fifth uncle, the third uncle, the fourth uncle, the fifth uncle, just the right number of people, a shed costs 200 yuan, with materials, bamboo, reeds, let alone small ones.
There is a clearing in the woods, and a few old people have built a pergola in their yard.
Li Feng has been helping Mr. Wang build a pergola for the past two days. It is easy to build here. It is next to the big sycamore tree and does not require many things. The shed is not big and it looks like a big mushroom.
Mainly only the trunk of the sycamore tree was used as a support, and some bamboos were built around it, and the reeds were tied together to hold up an umbrella.
Many people looked at it with envy. Unfortunately, they did not have such a big phoenix tree at home. They were only envious. Even Mr. Cheng said a few sarcastic words when he looked at it. This made Mr. Wang very proud.
Late July is the hottest time of the year. Many people want to escape the heat. They build pergolas in the morning and evening and hide at home at noon. These habits of city people are not shared by villagers. They work in the morning and evening. Today is a year.
In China, when crops grow fastest, they are also accompanied by weeds and so on. Li Feng’s family has harvested summer corn in the past two days and is busy planting autumn corn, growing seedlings, and weeding mung beans. They are busy morning and evening.
Li Feng had to tidy up the space at night. Most of the melon vines in the space had withered. These days, the entire space needed to be re-tended. Li Feng was busy day and night, spinning around like a top.
Today is a hot day. After working for many days, Li Feng finally took some time off. He slept until he woke up naturally in the morning and washed his face with cold water.
Breakfast is a bit special today. The heat is very hot, especially on this day. I have to pay attention to what I eat every day. In the morning, I make snow pear sugar water rice dumplings, with glutinous rice to accompany mung beans and chicken head rice. They are steamed and beaten into rice paste. Use a special small pot with the top
There is a round and shallow pit the size of an apple. Rice paste is spread on it to make a round rice skin. Then it is wrapped with whole grains, steamed in a steamer, taken out of the pot, and placed on a plate.
Li Feng hasn't eaten it for several years. The skin of this steamed dumpling is chewy, and the grains inside are sweet and accompanied by rock sugar and pear soup. It's a rare and delicious breakfast.
Yesterday, I made an early agreement with a few old people to spend the summer together. Tables and chairs were set up in the courtyard in a lively manner. The snow pears, which were neither hot nor cold, were gnawed by a few girls and little ones, which had a faint brown color.
The sugar water has a comforting sweet taste. Li Feng drank two large bowls in a row. Unfortunately, the rice dumplings were too troublesome, otherwise they would be a good meal.
He had an early meal in the morning, and the weather was cooler, but after a while, the weather got hotter. Li Feng hid on the bamboo building, drinking ice-cold rock sugar snow pear soup. There were various juicers on the computer in front of him, and there were many watermelons, cantaloupes, etc. in Li Feng's space.
It's a pity that now it can only be left, especially after pulling out the melon seedlings. This person knows that the soil in space is terrible. He has already harvested a lot of fruits. But when Li Feng finished pulling out the melon seedlings, he saw that the ground was densely packed with watermelons, cantaloupe, etc.
The scene of melon and melon.
The first reaction was not surprise, but helplessness. There were too few watermelons and other things growing outside my yard. It would be strange if I took out too many without arousing suspicion.
Didn't this person pay attention to the juicer and squeeze it into juice? You can still see it. After all, these girls and old people have not had too much or have not been exposed to agriculture. Besides, when juicing, keep it cold.
After a while, it said ice cubes were added. Who knows? Not everyone is a gourmet or connoisseur.
"Uncle, do you want some popsicles?" Just as Li Feng was thinking about which juicer to buy, Mengmeng, Lingdang, and Leilei each held a porcelain jar with yellow, green, red, and popsicles in it.
, there are only four or five in a tank, and some of them have been mostly melted.
"Mengmeng, what did Grandma Zhang tell you? These popsicles cost 10 cents each, but they are all made of raw water and saccharin. If you eat too much, you will have diarrhea." The best popsicles bought at Uncle Liu's house cost 50 cents each.
, the purchase price in the town was only a little over 30 cents, but unfortunately there were not many refrigerators in the village. Except for Li Feng who bought two units a few days ago, no one in the village had a refrigerator.
"But it's so hot. Erbao, Sister Yatou, Sister Linlin, and Xiao Cong are all eating." Mengmeng took out a tiǎn, put it in the jar, picked up another one and handed it to Li Feng, but
After looking at Mengmeng’s previous actions, how dare Li Feng take on these kids?
"Forget it, uncle will make some popsicles for you today. You can't eat these raw popsicles anymore." The children in the village are used to being beaten since childhood, which is something you can't compare to.
Li Feng thought about how when he was a child, he looked at the freezers and refrigerators on TV and was filled with envy. Especially when he thought about having a refrigerator at home, he could make popsicles and so on. Unfortunately, this wish did not come true. Li Feng was the first
I was in the first year of high school when I saw the refrigerator. At that time, there was a popsicle seller in the city.
It's different in the countryside. The popsicle sellers put the popsicles in wooden boxes, wrapped with several layers of cotton and plastic skins inside and outside, and shake the boards made of bamboo joints. In fact, they just cut down the bamboo joints, punch a hole, and thread a thread and string.
Tie small and large beads in the bean grains and shake them to make a sound. When I was a child, I liked to listen to the sounds the most, the salesman rattles, the popsicle maker, carrying beer bottles, liquor bottles, and changing popsicles.
The thing I hoped for most at that time was just waiting for the popsicles sold by the seller to melt. They were only a dime or two, but as long as you gave me some money, they would fill a porcelain jar full of them for you. The happiest moment in summer,
Grinning happily, when he ran away from home, the simple happiness was still fresh in his memory. Now that Li Feng thinks about it, it is still sweet and beautiful. These memories come to mind, thinking about his childhood dreams and making popsicles.
Li Feng once worked in a popsicle factory in the town. A box of popsicles cost 10 cents. Li Feng was impressed when he saw others making three to four hundred boxes a day. Making dozens of boxes by himself was already pretty good, but the picture
Free popsicles. That summer passed so quickly, I finally forgot how many popsicles I ate!
