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Chapter 111 You want to tire me to death

 Jiang Xiao: "Vegetable field photo.jpg"

Jiang Xiao: "Lunch photo.Jpg"

Jiang Xiao: "Yang Meilin photo.jpg"

Jiang Xiao: "Shadow photo.jpg"

Jiang Xiao: "Group photo.jpg"

As if he was traveling, Jiang Xiao posted a bunch of photos in the group. He even took pictures of the little nameless flowers on the roadside that he thought looked good and shared them in the group.

Huo Fengyan, who is far away in Kyoto:......

Huo Fengyan: "Where?"

Jiang Xiao: "In a village."

Huo Fengyan: "Specific location."

Jiang Xiao: "Your old man won't let you come, so just take a good rest at home. I will send you some vegetables then. Not only are the bayberries delicious, but the vegetables are also delicious."

Huo Fengyan: "I know, I've already bought it."

Huo Fengyan: "The address, let me see how far it is."

How could Jiang Xiao not know what he was thinking, so he replied: "It's quite far, mainly because the weather has changed inexplicably recently, and it's a bit cold."

The implication is that your body cannot bear it.

He is well aware of Huo Fengyan's physical condition. This time of the year is the time when Huo Fengyan needs to take good care of his body. Otherwise, in winter, a slight cold wind will blow him down.

Wen Siran happened to open the group and saw the message, so he directly sent the location.

Wen Siran: "Brother Yan, when the weather gets warmer in a few days, you can come over and play again."

Huo Fengyan: "Okay."

Jiang Xiao had no choice but to give up. These two were his good brothers since childhood. They were clearly his ancestors.

Now every day before going to bed, he would massage Wen Zong's legs and perform acupuncture.

He was looking forward to the arrival of Ancestor Huo. Just be sure not to get sick, otherwise it would be difficult to treat him in this village, and he would really be too busy.

Under the persimmon tree.

Xu Qingzhi sneezed. The aftereffects of spiritual energy exhaustion some time ago have gradually subsided. Now he still has some symptoms of nasal congestion, which will probably be gone soon.

The aunts Wang Yanmei called to pick vegetables also came, and Xu Qingzhi poured hot tea to entertain them first.

This time, some aunts from the next village came here to pick vegetables for the first time.

Aunt Ma smiled and took Xu Qingzhi's hand: "It's Qingzhi, right? You've grown so big, and your aunt hugged you when you were a child."

Xu Qingzhi smiled obediently.

Aunt Ma held her hand and kept talking happily to the aunt next to her: "Look at this, young people's skin is so tender, as white as a peeled egg."

"That's right." The aunt next to me echoed.

"I heard from your mother that you want to stay at home with your parents and grow some vegetables to sell. What a good boy. Nowadays, young people are going out. There are not many people like you who are filial and willing to give up city life and stay with your parents.

Oh." Aunt Ma praised.

Another aunt asked: "I heard that these vegetables are sold online. How much does it cost? Is it profitable? If it is profitable, can you help me sell the vegetables I order?"

Wang Yanmei pulled the person and said: "How much money can you make selling vegetables? It's all hard-earned money. Let's go pick vegetables."

The aunt who had been silent until now said, "Yanmei, you can make arrangements, but I don't have the energy to hoe, but I am good at picking vegetables."

Wang Yanmei divided the vegetables into categories, and soon the aunts all picked up the tools to pick vegetables.

Xu Qingzhi changed into his overshoes and went to pick them off together, while Wen Shanshan also helped to pick them off.

"Brother, I went to pick vegetables."

Wen Siran nodded, "Well, you go."

Jiang Xiao also consciously got up and followed him. If he didn't help, why would he be embarrassed?

Today he is not wearing a suit, and has specially changed into sports and casual clothes just to make it easier to pick vegetables.

Wen Siran picked up the book and continued reading, but every line of text that fell into his eyes became blurred. He subconsciously looked up and saw only the backs of a group of people leaving.

He was holding a book in his left hand, and his right hand was subconsciously resting on his lap. The thin blanket covering his legs fell to the ground at some point.

He bent down to pick up the blanket and covered it again.

Suddenly, my right leg twitched.

He was startled at first, then a bit of joy overflowed from the depths of his heart.

But soon, his eyes turned cold, and the throbbing pain for that second seemed to be illusory and unconvincing. It was like after he had a car accident, he dreamed about the car accident countless times, and when he woke up, the pain in the dream was still there.

It has a normal effect on the body.

The joy that was not fully revealed at the corner of his mouth was quickly submerged in his straight lips.

It's probably just an illusion again.

Doctors have long said that his legs will never stand up again in his life.

The leg that should have been amputated was Jiang Xiao who refused to give up and tried his best to save his legs.

Wen Siran felt an inexplicable feeling of depression in his heart. Subconsciously, he took out the peace talisman and held it in his palm. He smelled the wind blowing and felt refreshed. It took away the boredom in his heart and made him feel more settled.
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The land on the slope is mainly planted with plants that need to be set up.

Beans, tomatoes, and cucumbers are all grown here.

Xu Qingzhi, Wen Shanshan, and Jiang Xiao are here to pick.

Wen Shanshan was picking tomatoes, and Jiang Xiao was also picking them. But seeing Jiang Xiao's slow pace, Wen Shanshan couldn't stand it anymore, so she ran to Xu Qingzhi's side to help pick beans.

Xu Qingzhi had no choice but to give up the lazy trick and picked the long beans one by one quickly in his hands.

"Qingzhi, the beans in the pork belly I ate that day were made from this."

Xu Qingzhi nodded, "Yes."

"It's so delicious. I'll have to take some with me when I leave." Wen Shanshan pinched the beans in her hand and flat-mouthed and continued: "My brother is already able to eat. I may have to go back next semester.

Then I read."

Xu Qingzhi was wearing gloves, so it was not easy to touch people's heads, and he also knew that the other person was reluctant to leave, so he said: "Okay, I'll ask my mother to make some more dried beans then, and you can take them back to eat. I'm also going to raise a few pigs."

, you can eat it during the Chinese New Year, and when you go on winter vacation, you can come over and play."

"Okay." Wen Shanshan responded happily.

The little sad episode ended like this, and Wen Shanshan had a new problem.

"Qingzhi, when will you raise pigs?"

"When a pig is raised, it weighs several hundred pounds. If it doesn't finish eating, will it be sold?"

"Can fresh pork be sent by express delivery?"

"By the way, can we still make bacon? The bacon fried with pine mushrooms was so delicious that day."

Xu Qingzhi laughed out loud and patiently answered her questions like she was responding to a child's 100,000 whys.

"It's almost done."

"Not for sale at the moment."

"I really don't know if fresh pork can be sent by express delivery. I can ask then."

Wen Shanshan had already imagined many delicious pork dishes in her mind, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva, "Qingzhi, the pigs you raise must be delicious."

Xu Qingzhi snorted, "Probably."

"In the future, you can also raise cattle and sheep. By the way, would you consider rabbits? I have eaten rabbit heads before, and they are very delicious." Wen Shanshan has already begun to look forward to it, "Qingzhi, I think as long as you raise them, you will definitely be able to raise them."

They are all very delicious."

"I think you want to tire me out." Xu Qingzhi carried a bamboo basket full of beans to the side, then took the empty bamboo basket and refilled it.


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