Just as she thought of it, Yun Mo took an apple from the first layer of space, cut it open, took out the apple seeds inside, and then planted it into the soil of the second layer of space.
After planting, she took a cup to the toilet to get some water, mixed it with a small amount of spiritual spring water, and irrigated it into the soil where the apple seeds were planted.
After doing this, Yunmo stood aside quietly and waited.
When Yun Mo woke up again, it was already bright outside the window. Zeng Fang had already woken up and was sitting on the bedside. The nurse was taking her temperature with a thermometer.
"Momo, are you awake? Go wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Let's go to the cafeteria for breakfast. I heard there are mutton buns."
Yun Mo stroked her forehead speechlessly, "The doctor asked you to eat lightly these two days."
"Aren't the mutton buns bland? I didn't eat the kebabs."
"..."
The nurse was amused by Zeng Fang's greedy appearance, "It should be okay to eat just one, but don't eat too much. The meat filling is quite greasy."
With the nurse's "Sword of Shang Fang", Zeng Fang happily took Yun Mo to the hospital cafeteria without even changing into a hospital gown.
Come on, looking at how lively Zeng Fang is, her body should be fine.
Halfway through eating the buns, Yao Cheng called.
Knowing that Zeng Fang had gastroenteritis, Yao Cheng and Jian Xun quickly rushed to the hospital.
Seeing Zeng Fang holding a small steamed bun in her left hand and eating a mouthful of tea eggs in her right hand, Yao Cheng's expression was hard to describe.
"I asked, are you here for treatment or for food?"
Zeng Fang swallowed the food in her mouth, "Of course the disease will heal quickly if you eat enough."
Yao Cheng couldn't refute.
However, seeing that Zeng Fangren was okay, Yao Cheng put aside his worries and turned to thank Yun Mo.
"Yunmo, thank you for taking care of my family Fangfang. When I have time to visit the provincial capital in the future, I will definitely treat you to a meal."
Zeng Fang rushed to speak, "What are you waiting for later? Today is the day."
Jian Xun answered with a smile, "I'm afraid I can't do it today, I have to go have a wedding banquet later."
Zeng Fang was stunned for a moment, then slapped her thigh fiercely, "Oh, how could I forget such an important thing? No, I won't eat, I have to keep my stomach..."
"No need to stay."
Yun Mo interrupted her jokingly, "Have you forgotten what the doctor said? I want you to have a light diet. The banquet is full of big fish and meat, which is not suitable for you to eat. I will send you to the bamboo weaving factory in a while, and let my mother cook some for you at noon.
Drink plain porridge."
Zeng Fang immediately wailed, "Ah, no, Momo, I can eat less, please. You all went to drink wedding wine and left me alone in the bamboo weaving factory drinking porridge. Can you really bear it?"
Yun Mo was unmoved, "Have you forgotten how you were rolling on the bed in pain in the middle of the night last night? I was almost scared to death by you. I thought you had acute appendicitis."
Thinking of last night's experience, Zeng Fang couldn't help but feel guilty and self-blame.
"Then you can pack some delicious food for me and come back, right?"
Yun Mo shook her head in a funny way, "The banquet is full of big pot dishes. If there is anything delicious, you can feed it for two days, and I will prepare something delicious for you when you get back to your hometown."
"Oh well."
Hearing that Yun Mo was going back to his hometown, Yao Cheng immediately asked: "Yun Mo, where is your hometown? Is it fun? It's rare to come over, so why don't we go back with you for two days?"
"The scenery is not bad. There are hillsides and bamboo forests everywhere. If you are lucky, you can catch pheasants and rabbits. However, the transportation is not convenient. They are all mountain roads and there are no cars. You can only walk or take a motorcycle."
"Okay, no problem, let's just say that."
After completing the discharge procedures and sending Zeng Fang to the bamboo weaving factory, Yun Mo and the others went to Zhao's house to pick up Zhao Yazhi to have a wedding banquet together.
The wedding was in Chinese style. The groom wore a red dragon and phoenix gown, the bride had a head full of pearls and gold ornaments, and the gold necklaces and bracelets on her neck and wrists weighed at least a pound.
Zhao Yazhi and Yun Mo were discussing the bride's attire and dowry with great interest. Yao Cheng happily came over and interrupted, "Zhizhi, if you like this kind of Chinese wedding, I will organize a grander and more lively one for you when we get married in the future.
I will also prepare ten pounds of gold jewelry for you to wear from head to toe."
Zhao Yazhi blushed and spat at him, "Go away, who wants to marry you?"
"It's okay if you don't marry me. No matter who you marry, I will move to your house and live across the street from you. I will visit your house every day. When you give birth to a child, I will definitely give him a generous gift and treat him like my own son."
Okay, when he grows up a bit, I'll coax him to call me daddy."
Zhao Yazhi was so shocked by Yao Cheng's shamelessness that he was speechless.
I thought Zeng Fang would be bored in the bamboo weaving factory, but she unexpectedly went to the workshop to learn bamboo weaving. When Yun Mo and the others returned to the factory after drinking their wedding wine in the afternoon, she had already knitted half a mat.
Yao Cheng saw that her knitting was interesting, so he also followed her, saying that he wanted to knit a mat for Zhao Yazhi, so that Zhao Yazhi would think of him every night when he slept on it.
Zhao Yazhi said no with disgust, but there was a faint blush on her cheeks.
Seeing how many people were interested in bamboo weaving, Yun Mo left them to play in the workshop while she went to the office to talk to Huang Zhiqiu about the land for the bamboo weaving factory.
Huang Zhiqiu said with emotion: "Your dad called me this morning and mentioned this, saying it was a college entrance examination gift for you."
"Mom, I've thought about it. I may not be able to come back here often in the future. I'd better transfer the land to your name so that you can handle it more easily if anything happens."
Huang Zhiqiu hesitated, "You'd better discuss this with your dad first."
"Oh, then I'll call him tonight and tell him."
After finishing talking, Yun Mo started talking about the Huang family in the countryside.
"I have a sum of money on hand. I originally wanted to buy the land for the bamboo weaving factory. Now that I don't need to buy the land, I just want to use the money to build a cement road from the town to the entrance of the village. Mom
, what do you think?"
Huang Zhiqiu was a little shocked, but also a little happy.
"Building roads is of course a good thing, but there is a twenty-mile road from the town to our village, and the construction cost is not cheap. Moreover, the current road is too narrow. If it is expanded, it will inevitably occupy a lot of crop land, and people from other villages may not be willing to do so.
Suffer this loss."
These days, cropland is the lifeblood of rural families, and every inch of land must be fought for.
However, Yunmo also has a way to deal with it. "Although I will pay for the cost of road construction, I am not prepared to do it myself. In the name of the bamboo weaving factory, I directly donate money to the town and take care of the road construction."
Leave it to the town to do the work. When the road is completed, the political achievements will belong to the town and the reputation will belong to the bamboo weaving factory. Everyone will get what they need. How wonderful."
Huang Zhiqiu looked at his daughter with admiration and said, "This is a good idea, but it's because of you that I paid such a large sum of money and got nothing."
"Well, reputation is both an honor and a shackle."
"Okay, if you don't care about it yourself, then Mom has nothing to care about."
"Well, after I go back this time, I will talk to the county about this matter. If people in the county or village ask about the source of the money, just say that it was my father who compensated you, so as to avoid them.
I misunderstood how much money this bamboo weaving factory makes."