Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Here it comes again, the behavior of little grass girl taking things out happens again.

Old Lady Yang, Yang Dashan, and Li looked at each other and shook their heads, "Never seen it."

Swish, the bag of potatoes disappeared.

“So you can’t make potato chips.”

Li: "My daughter, how about we study it?"

Currently, the Yang family only has income from Uncle Li's business. There is not much work on the fields now. Yang Dashan and his friends heard that the potato chips are delicious and wanted to tinker with them. Maybe it can be another way to make a living.

Xiao Cao'er: "Where did all these potatoes come from? I don't have any."

[I'm still young, don't lie to me. How can you just take out my things? What's your explanation? ]

Everyone suddenly woke up.

Sanmao: "Dad and Mom, let me tell you how to transplant corn plants."

"Yes, yes, corn, corn." The three elders nodded at the same time. Corn is the most important thing now. If you don't take good care of it after it's planted, it will be wasted. Potatoes are just a passing cloud. What's important is to seize what's in front of you.

Simao: "We should first think about where to plant corn. Corn likes fertile, well-drained land. Before planting, it needs to be deep-turned, leveled, and fertilized to improve soil fertility and water retention. We can't even do that, and we don't have any land left."

"What do you mean no land?" A voice came suddenly, scaring everyone again.

Qi Xingyun stood at the door of the main hall, followed by Zheng Huaming, Goudan, Tietou and others.

When Old Lady Yang saw them, she warmly invited them in: "Hey, Xiao Zheng and Xiao Qi are here, come in and sit down. Goudan and Tietou, you're back too, come in and have a drink of water."

Zheng Huaming greeted everyone with a smile and walked towards Old Lady Yang and said, "Auntie, we knocked on the door but no one answered. We saw that the gate was not closed so we just came in."

"It's okay. We in the countryside don't close the gate during the day." Old Mrs. Yang said as she pulled him to sit down.

Ermao made tea for everyone.

Qi Xingyun explained his purpose: "We are here to send these two little brothers back, and we would like to ask for a cup of tea."

Old Lady Yang: "Did Goudan and the others do their job well for you? If they didn't, tell me and I'll punish them."

Zheng Huaming: "Auntie, they did a great job. They even stayed for a few more days to watch over us."

Yang Dashan: "That's good. If it doesn't grow well, we can add some seedlings."

Qi Xingyun: "I just heard you talk about land, what does it mean?"

Little Grass Girl once again offered advice to her family: "Ask him to borrow a small piece of good land to plant, but we don't know where their land is. If it's far away, it will be difficult for us to take care of it. Oh, how worried we are!"

When the Yang family heard Xiaocao'er's thoughts, they looked at each other again, and finally everyone looked at Sanmao, because that document was written by Sanmao.

Sanmao...

Little Grass Girl reached out to Qi Xingyun, "Brother, give me a hug."

Qi Xingyun took the little fat boy and weighed him, feeling that he had gained weight again.

Fortunately, the little grass girl who just said that she was thin because of hunger didn’t know that he was thinking this way, otherwise she would definitely go up to him and argue with him.

The little fat boy hugged Qi Xingyun's neck and said, "Brother, do you want to see the trees I planted? I planted so many that there is not enough space now."

The little kid couldn't speak clearly and it took him a while to finish the sentence.

Qi Xingyun felt that this little girl wanted to take him to see the things she liked, and he didn't believe that she could grow anything. After all, what could this little kid do?

You are wrong this time. It was really this little kid who planted it. Well, Simao helped plant it, so rounding it off means it was planted by her.

The little fat girl twisted her butt and pointed in a direction, and Qi Xingyun followed her instructions and walked towards the vegetable garden in the backyard.

As soon as they entered, Miss Xiaocao happily pointed out the trees to Qi Xingyun. Every field in the vegetable garden was surrounded by the trees that Xiaocao had mentioned, neatly arranged.

No wonder Old Lady Yang said that the taller the corn grows, the harder it is to bend down to pick it. It is true. Xiaocao and his sister plant corn in a circle around each ridge, and they plant them densely so that no space is wasted.

Qi Xingyun and Zheng Huaming thought it was magnificent. "What kind of tree is this? It's so well planted."

The Yang family members were silent again, even Xiaocao was silent, because she fell asleep in Qi Xingyun's arms.

The little fat boy who was so excited just now fell asleep in an instant. Are you a pig?

Li stepped forward and took the little fat boy from Qi Xingyun's arms, and then said to everyone: "Let's take a look first, and then we can talk inside after we finish looking."

Qi Xingyun: "Is this planted by Xiaocaoer? Is it a tree? What is the name of the tree and why is it planted in the vegetable garden?"

Old Lady Yang: "Xiao Cao'er and her fourth brother planted it. Every day they came here with us and rubbed the ground with a small stick. They rubbed it every day and watered it. We thought they were just playing in the mud, but who knew it would sprout into seedlings."

“It’s not a tree, and we don’t know what it’s called. It’s in grains. They call it yellow rice, which is yellow.” Yang Dashan continued.

"We were just saying that the vegetables are planted too densely, making it inconvenient for me to pick them. I want to dig some and plant them somewhere else. The soil in this vegetable field is fertile and has enough water. I don't know if they will grow as well if they are dug somewhere else."

Old Mrs. Yang spoke to herself. She didn’t know whether Qi Xingyun and the others believed it or not. Anyway, everyone in her family believed it and it was a good statement.

Zheng Huaming and Qi Xingyun looked at each other. Only they themselves knew whether they believed it or not.

Zheng Huaming: "Do you still have this yellow rice seed? Can you show it to me to see if I have seen it before? We have been to many places and may not know the crops in the fields, but we can still recognize some of the yields."

Qi Xingyun: "I have never heard of yellow rice, but I eat millet often. I wonder if they are the same thing."

Simao: "Of course not. Isn't millet made by grinding rice? It's white. This yellow rice is yellow and much bigger than rice."

Zheng Huaming asked anxiously: "What will it look like? Can it be eaten?"

Simao: "I don't know. I've only seen the seeds, but not how they grow."

Qi Xingyun: "Where did the seeds come from?"

Simao: "I found it on my way back from the county town."