Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Even Yang Dashan's family was stunned. Why didn't they think of the saying "picked up"? They didn't dare to speak just now, for fear of being asked where the seeds came from. If they had known that they could use the saying "picked up", they wouldn't have to feel guilty.

Well, it’s not wrong to say that I picked it up. I indeed picked it up from Xiaocao, and I didn’t spend any money on it.

Zheng Huaming was amused by Simao's statement and asked, "Why are you planting so many when you don't even know what they are?

Simao: “My sister likes it, she likes playing in the mud.

Xiao Caoer: You like to play in the mud, and your whole family likes to play in the mud.

Qi Xingyun: “How much did you pick up? You planted so much.

Simao gestured with his hands: "This is a small bag. My sister played with it at home for many days. Then she wanted to learn how to grow vegetables from grandma and the others. She also wanted them to line up, so she lined up a circle in each ridge."

Zheng Huaming: This is a really good excuse, and even a child can come up with it.

"What kind of land do you want to farm? I have land." Qi Xingyun said.

Sanmao thought about the information written on the paper and said, "It needs to have a water source, sufficient fertility, and also..."

It's over, I don't remember anything. Sanmao secretly took out the paper from his arms and just opened it. Qi Xingyun reached out for it, but Simao next to him snatched it away and put it in his arms.

Qi Xingyun was stunned.

Simao didn't care what the person was like. He put the paper away and then chattered on, reciting everything that his third brother had written that his sister had just mentioned.

The Yang family was stunned

Old Lady Yang: "Oh, my dear grandson, you are amazing. You can remember so much."

Yang Dashan: "Simao, how come you have such a good memory? Oh, much better than daddy."

Mrs. Li: "Please remember the family affairs in the future. If I don't remember, I will ask you."

Ermao: What about business?

Sanmao: "Dad and Mom, we are talking about something!"

"Oh, yes, yes, your sister's matter is more important."

Simao looked at Qi Xingyun and the others and said, "I don't have land like this anymore. Do you have any? Can you lend me some? We'll pay the rent, and if the food we grow is delicious, we'll treat you to some."

"Well, and the land should be close to us, otherwise my sister won't be able to see it."

Zheng Huaming: "What does your sister want to see?"

Simao looked at him like he was a fool and said, "Of course I want to see what I will look like when I grow up. I want to keep a record. What if I forget next year?"

Zheng Huaming: It seems to make sense, but do you think I will believe it? I don’t believe it anyway.

Yang family: Believe it or not, this is what we say and think. If it’s too far away, how can we take care of it? Can you take care of it?

Qi Xingyun walked around the vegetable garden several times, looking up and down at the yellow rice tree they were talking about.

Zheng Huaming also watched it for a few rounds, but couldn't see anything, so he asked in a low voice: "Can you tell what it is?

Qi Xingyun: "You didn't see it, do you think I'm better than you and can see it?"

Zheng Huaming: "I just don't know what it is. If it's food again, why not just lend them the land, or just give it to them?"

Qi Xingyun and the others looked around again and confirmed that they didn't see it. Then they said to Simao, "You spoke too fast just now. We didn't hear it clearly, let alone remember it. Can you write it down so that we can go back and check which places meet the requirements? Is that okay?"

Simao said, "It's not written by me. I can't write. Ask my third brother."

Sanmao looked at Simao with a sad face: I don’t want to write either. Do you think I can write it out from memory if you didn’t show me the copy just now?

But he couldn't just say, "I can't remember so much at once. I need to think about it again."

Qi Xingyun

Zheng Huaming

You clearly took it all out just now, but now you say you can't remember so much. Can't you just take that piece of paper and copy it down?

This time it was Zheng Huaming's turn to roll his eyes: Do you really think we are fools? If it weren't for the sweet potatoes you have, do you think we would say so much nonsense to you?

Qi Xingyun smiled and said, "It's okay, take your time to think about it. When you've made up your mind, tell me and I'll see if there's any land I can lend you.

"We've been chatting for so long, you must be thirsty, come back and have some tea." Old Lady Yang shouted from the vegetable garden.

When everyone looked at the sky, they realized that it was really late. Without realizing it, they had been here for half an hour.

Everyone returned to the main room, and Old Lady Yang poured everyone a bowl of light brown tea.

"I put it in the well to cool it down. Now it's just right to drink."

Xiao Caoer was drinking even after waking up, and he was drinking with gusto and he didn't forget to say to everyone: "Drink, drink, you're welcome."

As soon as Zheng Huaming came in, he smelled a scent of milk and tea, but there was no tea. There was only a bowl of tea that didn't look like tea in front of everyone.

Li also invited them to drink, "You're welcome, try our milk tea, which is made by ourselves."

Zheng Huaming took a sip and felt it was good. The woman should like it more. "It has the aroma of tea and goat milk. Auntie's cooking skills are really good."

Qi Xingyun had a different idea: tea and goat milk were not something that ordinary farmers could use to entertain guests. Even wealthy families could not produce such things.

Qi Xingyun had investigated and found out that the Yang family was just an ordinary farming family. The most outstanding family among their relatives was the Li family, which had brine and bean products businesses. It was said that they were all started by the Li family. When their own family did not have enough manpower, they would let the Li family do it and get dividends.

Such a family has more income than the average farmer, but they are not so extravagant as to entertain guests with tea and goat milk.

Qi Xingyun was very curious about where the Yang family got the confidence from, and where they got so many ideas from.

Although Mr. Zheng said that Yang Zhuqing was very smart and a good student, a child of ten years old had limited knowledge. No matter how smart he was, could he come up with such a strange thing?

Qi Xingyun looked at the plump little grass again. The result of the investigation seemed to have occurred after the baby was born. Could it be that this baby was a lucky star?

If Miss Xiaocao knew what Qi Xingyun was thinking, she would definitely answer him: Yes, I am a lucky star, come and hug my thighs, I promise to let you hug me.