Wen Xu still had reading notes to write, and she had no intention of chatting with Qian Dinghai here.
She directly replied to Qian Dinghai, "If you think I have done something wrong, please let the "Superpower Management Regulations" punish me instead of chatting with me here."
Isn’t chatting a waste of time?
If we have time for small talk, we might as well spend more time on their Xuanxinlian.
"..."
What's the meaning!
Qian Dinghai choked to death after hearing what Wen Xu said. Where did this idiot come from?
"Okay!" Qian Weng, who had already returned home, frowned and looked at Qian Dinghai, who looked calm, "Just eat well and don't do anything else."
"But father..."
"Okay, I know what you are going to say." Qian Weng looked at Qian Dinghai with an ugly face, "But this matter ends here, don't bother Wen Xu."
Qian Dinghai looked at his father in disbelief. Who was the person who was sent to the police station by Wen Xu's phone call today? It was his father himself. "Are we going to let Wen Xu go so easily? If we do this, our family's
Where is the face?"
When the word "face" was mentioned, Qian Weng's face became even more ugly.
He started to cough, with a heart-wrenching look that made him look very uncomfortable.
"Face! Face!" Qian Weng said angrily: "Xuanxinlian is the face of our Qian family. If you can't solve Xuanxinlian's matter, do you think the Qian family has face?!"
"Okay, okay, old man, the child is ignorant, why are you angry with him?"
Qian Weng's wife quickly gave Qian Dinghai a wink, and Qian Dinghai's wife quietly handed Qian Dinghai a glass of warm water.
The thirty-five-year-old eldest child, Qian Dinghai, wanted to save face. His father yelled at him in public, and he was blushing and unable to get over his own hurdle.
And his seven-year-old son had already taken the water glass from his wife's hand and walked quickly to Qian Weng, "Grandpa, drink water."
Seeing that he was being outclassed by his children, Qian Dinghai awkwardly walked up to Qian Weng and asked, "Dad, are you okay?"
"Don't worry." Qian Weng waved his hand, "My old man will not die yet."
"Then Wen Xu..." Qian Dinghai frowned, "Don't we really need to teach her a lesson?"
"Dinghai, not everyone will give face to the Qian family, and not everyone must give face to the Qian family." Qian Weng raised his head, looked at his tall son with some disappointment, and reiterated: "The top priority is not
I want to find Wen Xu to get back the Qian family’s illusory face, but I want to find a way to make Xuanxinlian sprout!"
Qian Dinghai's wife also gently tugged on his clothes, "Dinghai, father is right, Xuanxinlian is the most important thing in our family. If Xuanxinlian cannot sprout, our son's symbiotic spiritual plant will
But what to do?”
Qian Dinghai listened to this.
For a moment, no one spoke anymore, and there were only a few sounds of Qian Weng swallowing warm water in the huge restaurant.
After drinking the warm water, Qian Weng felt much better. He looked at his daughter-in-law and said, "If you have time, go and talk to Wen Xu."
"Okay, father." Qian Dinghai's wife said in a soft voice.
Qian Dinghai frowned, "Can we really count on her?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
Qian Dinghai has an impulsive personality, and most of the words that come out of his mouth are not pleasant to hear.
But what he said is right.
In the final analysis, Wen Xu is just a person who has just awakened her supernatural powers. The road to cultivation is not a smooth one. I am afraid that Wen Xu herself does not know how far she can go on this road.
"But father, Wen Xu is just a person who has just awakened his powers. Although not many people have awakened his powers in recent years, there are still some, but..."
Qian Weng sighed softly, rubbed his grandson's hair, and then said slowly: "But besides Wen Xu, we have no one else we can count on, right?"
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Wen Xu didn't know that he was still carrying the hopes of others.
At this moment, she was not focused on anything else and was studying hard in space.
Not to mention, this agricultural knowledge is quite advanced. Before he knew it, Wen Xu had completed fifteen reading notes.
He couldn't become fat in one sitting, and today's study tasks have been overfulfilled. Wen Xu closed the book, stood up, and began to stretch his body.
After the last space accident, space became a lot depressed.
Fortunately, she replanted them in time. Although there were not as many vegetables in the space as before, the amount she ate was definitely enough.
She dug out some corn and some tomatoes in the domain, then picked some fresh lettuce and water spinach from the vegetable patch, then ran to the pond, caught some of her newly stocked fish and shrimp, and then
, and took another look at the half-sized chickens foraging for food at the foot of the mountain.
Forget it, she can't eat much by herself, so I won't catch the chickens. It's a midnight snack, just a simple snack.
There is no electricity in the space, so there is no way to use an electric pot, but the last space accident she caused left a lot of corn stalks. Now these corn stalks have been dried and are good materials for starting fires.
Just without burning.
A group of half-grown chickens were jumping around at the foot of the opposite mountain. Wen Xu raised his eyes and looked at the surrounding mountains. These mountains were still bare, with only half-high shrubs.
Wen Xu took a bite of the tomato and squinted his eyes with satisfaction.
These hillsides are idle, so we have to find time to plant some fruit trees.
After finishing a sloppy late-night snack, Wen Xu began to use the cleaning technique on the pots and bowls.
The cleaning technique is so practical. It is a must-have skill for people like her who like to cook a little but definitely don't like washing dishes.
After extinguishing the fire, Wen Xu looked at the few remaining corn stalks and felt that continuing like this was not an option.
Corn stalks really don’t stand the chance of being burned.
It seems that in addition to growing fruits and vegetables, she also needs to establish an other economic forest.
Plant a cedar forest first, then a pine forest, and then some oak trees. It doesn't take much, the fallen branches are enough for cooking.
By the way, the bamboo forest is not bad either.
Dried bamboo is easier to burn than corn stalks. Of course, like corn stalks, it does not need to be burned.
But it grows fast, swiss, swish, and the bamboo shoots in spring really look the same every day.
Plant a moso bamboo forest, eat winter bamboo shoots in winter, and cook several pots of hot and sour winter bamboo shoot soup until you get tired of it.
When the spring bamboo shoots grow up, except for those left to grow freely and grow into a new generation of moso bamboo, the rest are cut, broken, and dried in the sun to become dried spring bamboo shoots.
If you want to eat it, take a piece, stir-fry, tsk tsk tsk, it’s delicious.
But now that moso bamboo is ready to be planted, there are so many types of bamboo, so why not choose a few more.
Sweet bamboo shoots, bitter bamboo shoots, square bamboo shoots, yellow bamboo, purple bamboo, mangosteen, there are all kinds.