"Okay!" Aunt Zhao agreed with a smile. She turned around and saw that there was no one at Zhang Yu's house, so she greeted: "Xiao Yu, will you come to my house for lunch?"
Zhang Yu shook his head: "No, Aunt Zhao, my uncle and the others are busy these two days, I will prepare it and send it to them later."
As soon as she heard that Zhang Yu was going to deliver food to Zhao Wenzhuo and the others, Aunt Zhao didn't say anything more. She just asked him to say that he was too busy and she would go over and help him.
"OK!"
After leaving Aunt Zhao's house, Zhang Yu turned around and knocked on the door of Mrs. Sun's house.
"Who is it?" Mr. Sun has had a cold in the past two days. He had just taken medicine and was dozing off in a recliner. He heard someone knocking on the door, but he didn't move. He shouted directly toward the door: "The door is not locked.
Just push it.”
Zhang Yu put his head in and asked with concern: "Old man, how are you now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Seeing that it was Zhang Yu, Mr. Sun showed a smile: "It's Xiaoyu, come in quickly! I'm much better, but you, Uncle Zhao, are just making a fuss about it. I'm fine, it's just a cold, but he insisted on sending me to the hospital."
, I will have to take medicine for several days, which will be very painful."
Although he knew it was for his own good, he was an old kid. When he thought of the medicine he had just swallowed, Mr. Sun couldn't help but complain.
Zhang Yu shook his head and disagreed with his statement: "Uncle Zhao is doing this for your own good. Besides, you don't have a little cold. If Uncle Zhao hadn't discovered it, you would still be holding on. Old Master, you can't do this again.
Your body is the most important thing, if you feel uncomfortable you have to..."
When he saw that Zhang Yu was not standing by him, but instead told him to take care of his body, Mr. Sun immediately became deaf and asked loudly with a puzzled look on his face: "What? What are you saying? I can't hear you clearly!"
As he spoke, he patted his thigh again and said with an annoyed look on his face: "Hey! I'm old and useless! I can't even hear the words clearly!"
Watching this performance, Zhang Yu choked on his own saliva.
"Cough, cough!"
After coughing for a long time, he finally regained his breath. Looking at Mr. Sun, who was obviously concerned but still pretending not to hear, Zhang Yu sighed helplessly, and then said: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore.
Before I came here, I wanted to tell you that I will be making steamed yuqianwowo for lunch, so please stop cooking for a while and you can eat with me later."
In winter, Mr. Sun usually takes turns cooking meals for several nearby neighbors, and then delivers them to Mr. Sun after they are ready.
After spring started, Mr. Sun felt that he could still move his body, so he refused everyone's offer to continue delivering food to him and instead did it himself.
However, he is not young after all, and the people in the courtyard do not trust him to cook alone.
After several discussions, it was finally decided that Mr. Sun could cook by himself, but only in the spring, summer and autumn. In addition, anyone in the courtyard who was free would help steam the steamed buns that Mr. Sun usually ate.
I was afraid that Mr. Sun would not eat well, so when someone in the courtyard usually cooked something delicious, they would bring him a bowl. However, Mr. Sun usually would not accept it, and even if he did, he would have to make up for it.
Give it to the child.
However, the other party and Zhang Yu would not be so polite.
No, when he heard that Zhang Yu was going to steam yuqianwowo at noon, Mr. Sun's eyes instantly lit up, and he said happily: "Well, it saves me the trouble. I just waited to eat it. I haven't eaten it this year."
Where is Yuqian’s nest?”
This completely different reaction from before made Zhang Yu dumbfounded. He was still selective about his deafness.
Regarding Zhang Yu's expression, Mr. Sun pretended that he had not seen it. Anyway, he had gone to the hospital and taken medicine. No one could criticize him for this.
The matter was over, and Zhang Yu had no intention of getting to the bottom of it or giving him any more words. He just said with some uneasiness before leaving: "Old Master, I've done all the work right now, can you?"
Don't fall asleep on the recliner, if you want to sleep, go to bed."
Although the weather is getting warm now, you will inevitably feel a little cold if you fall asleep on the recliner.
Especially since Mr. Sun has not recovered from his cold yet.
"I know, I know, I'm not a child anymore. Is it possible that I still don't know how to take care of myself? Do you need to tell me over and over again?"
Mr. Sun waved his hands impatiently, and then urged: "I'll listen to the radio for a while, and you can go about your business."
Seeing Old Mrs. Sun's disgusted look, Zhang Yu looked helpless, but in fact he was very happy because the other party really regarded him as a junior.
After saying hello to Mrs. Sun, Zhang Yu went back home directly.
After returning home, he did not choose to clean up the coins in his backpack immediately, but instead slipped into the space.
Zhang Yu appeared directly near the hill. Looking at the lush elm trees on the hill, he slowly smiled.
Compared with the elm money outside, the elm money grown from the elm trees in the secret space is not only fuller, but also more fragrant.
These elm trees growing in the secret space have something more indescribable than the elm trees in the outside world. Zhang Yu privately calls that kind of aura.
As he owned the secret space for a longer time, Zhang Yu also discovered that although there was no such thing as a spiritual spring in this space, the things produced in the space had some health effects on the human body, but the effect was not like those in the novels.
It's just as obvious as what's described in it.
These effects are subtle and can only be vaguely discovered after using them for a long time.
And he also discovered that the longer the plants are grown in space, the higher the content of things that are beneficial to the human body.
For example, potatoes, sweet potatoes, wheat, and corn are not fruit trees.
Nowadays, apart from the batch of medicinal materials, the highest energy in the entire secret space is those mutated jujubes, walnuts, etc.
Maybe because of the low starting point, the elm trees do not mutate too much, but it cannot stop the total number of elm trees in the space. Even if it is not as good as other tree species, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Even if others are one in a hundred, he is one in a thousand.
Choose one, and you can also use the total quantity to make up the gap between them.
In fact, not many octopuses were planted in the elm tree at the beginning, only a few were planted, thinking that they would be fresh for daily use. However, I did not expect that the elm money octopus is very easy to survive and has super reproductive ability. It did not take long to take over.
More than half a hill.
If it hadn't been for human control later, I'm afraid the entire hill would have been occupied by elm trees.
Ignoring the equally leafy elm trees at the bottom of the hill, Zhang Yu ran directly to the top of the hill and found the largest elm trees among them.
There are no four seasons in the secret space, and Zhang Yu has not yet understood what influences those trees to blossom and bear fruit.
