Guan Ping'an, who had been waiting for his friends to open the fight, finally didn't look at the excitement, and was urged to leave by Ma Wuya again and again, so he could only return with regrets.

On this day, it was indeed as Ma Wuya expected, Guan Ping'an really earned four points. When she waved goodbye to Ma Wuya, she didn't meet Ming'er again.

If she really wants to spend the whole afternoon in one place to hunt pigweed, it is obviously not suitable for her, and her ideal is to start four jobs for one person tomorrow in the name of her little brother.

In this way, it can be worth a day's work for her mother. Doesn't her mother like work, and when she is a girl, she will help her save up.

The closer the sun set, the spring breeze blew, and the temperature dropped more and more, Guan Ping'an thought about Ye Xiuhe in the paddy field, and ran to her side first.

Although her mother said with a smile on her face, how could it be okay? When she finished drinking the brown sugar water, Guan Ping'an went to her Lao Tzu with all her thoughts.

Guan Youshou finished carrying the burden, and now he is busy reinforcing the ridges, saying that this is not the work before plowing the fields? Guan Ping'an felt that her father really needed to make up for something, and it was almost a patch.

At this moment, when he saw his little padded jacket running over, he immediately smiled and shouted, "Where have you been? Why can't your brother find you?"

"Hang out. When he got closer, Guan Ping'an told a lie without blinking, but he didn't know whether to hide it or not, "Dad, you really don't have to cook at home today?"

"What's the matter? Do you want to cook again? Listen to Dad, wait until you are two years old, and when you don't work, Dad will whip you to work. ”

Guan Ping'an pursed his lips and smiled. I don't know who said last night that she will be more tired in two years of school, so she will sleep more now, otherwise she won't grow up.

"Silly girl, what's the fun, it's windy outside, hurry back. ”

Guan Ping'an looked around, there were people working not far away, and it was inconvenient to say something, so he had to wave his little hand and take a step ahead.

Back at the old house, the yard was quiet, not to mention the three rooms in the backyard, and even the 4-year-old milk doll Guan Xiaoxi didn't know who took it where.

Guan Ping'an returned to his east house, and a dodge into the small gourd, went to the medicine garden to pick a few herbs, scooped a scoop of pond water, poured it into the crockpot, lit the fire and began to boil the medicine.

As soon as the little squirrel saw her come in, he scurried to her, squeaked and squeaked, and began to walk around with her.

"Yes, I still have to boil medicine. It used to be my father, and now even my mother has to soak together, and she is in the water again today, so she doesn't give her bubbles, and she doesn't have to be over forty years old, and she will definitely have old cold legs. ”

"Squeak, squeak. ”

"No way, my mother's temper is stubborn, and she coaxed me to say that there is white rice to eat two days ago. My mother doesn't even stop talking to my father, what can I do when I am a daughter. ”

"Squeak!"

"Xiao Hei, do you want me to roast some chestnuts for you?"

The little squirrel quickly pulled a pheasant, and when it reached the improvised stove fire, the red fire burned so much that it was so frightened that it was placed directly on the ground.

"Do you want to eat a flower chicken? Guan Ping'an happily ran and took another pheasant, ran to the pond, gutted the entrails with a dagger, and rinsed them with river water.

This time, he didn't even tear off the hair, and buried it in the fire with mud to let it simmer, and then hurriedly washed his hands and began to work.

It was burning over there, and Guan Ping'an still straightened the straw rope on the reserved piece of black soil, began to dig a pit along a straight line, and then pulled a small bunch of seedlings to tie in it.

If she were to plant rice like outside, she would rather not eat white rice, it would be too hard, especially those leeches, which sucked blood.

Rice, rice, don't you just need water? Okay, I don't give irrigation river water, the same treatment, all give you fairy water, you have to fight for some gas.

The little man was so busy that the little squirrel curiously followed her around, squeaked a few times, and decisively went back to eat his own food first.

After planting the seedlings, Guan Ping'an didn't have time to take a breath, the crockpot was already gurgling, and it had to be placed on the red carpet for preservation.

When she changed a broken clay pot again, added pond water, and added a few slices of ginger, a long time had passed, and she flashed out of the small gourd to look at the sky outside.

- The sky still carries the afterglow of the sunset.

Guan Ping'an still touched the locked warehouse, and according to the memory she had seen last time, this time she quickly found the hemp rope that her grandmother had taken as a treasure.

Bundles of bundles, thick and thin, I don't know how many years she has accumulated, piled in the corner It is estimated that she should forget the specific number, Guan Ping'an comforted himself, and decisively took two large bundles of fine hemp rope.

I don't know if these two bundles are enough for her to dry vegetables and beans, and after hesitating, she finally stretched out her little hand again and walked away the two big bundles.

Then he fluffed up the compacted bundles, touched the tip of his nose weakly, looked up at the big bow hanging on the wall again, and slipped out the door.

The vegetables in the garden were ripe, and the black soil was covered with lush and tender vegetables, the tomatoes were slurding, the peppers were red like fire, and the cucumbers were so green that they were dripping down.

Although she didn't dare to take more of her grandmother's seeds when she followed her grandmother's seeds, she couldn't stand the variety of seeds, so she gave them all.

Now that these seeds have matured and grown, Guan Ping'an has finally seen the true face of Lushan, and he also knows that in fact, there is no need to plant many kinds of seeds, and they occupy more land.

For example, there are not too many varieties of radish, except for white radish, what green radish, water radish, purple radish and red heart radish, long round.

This big family alone occupies a large piece of her land.

There is also spinach, this thing will grow, pinch it and play with it, and it will grow vigorously, but what's the use, if you can't get out of the tun, you can't be a vegetable seller.

Looking at the dense patches that couldn't get off his feet, Guan Ping'an slapped his head with a smile, and ran to hold a few beams one by one at the junction of the black soil and the lawn.

Pick up the mind and shout "Hi!"

A huge piece of wood was like Optimus Prime in her arms, but she still stood upright on the ground with ease.

What is it if you kick a foot on a wall and it collapses?

That's what she's really good at.

After the age of ten, he should be able to have the same strength as in his previous life, and if he picks up eighty percent of his martial arts, he will be able to roam Yunshan at will.

Guan Ping'an clapped his hands with satisfaction, and continued to put a few beams of wood that he had just returned from adding at the junction of the black soil and the lawn.

When she was done, she took a sip of her fairy water and began to step on the stool, wrapping a thin hemp rope between the woods, successfully supporting the drying rack she imagined.

This moment can make the little squirrel happy, frolicking on the fine hemp rope, walking straight for a while, hanging upside down for a while, and jumping for a while.

Guan Ping'an didn't stop it, he was really helpless.

If she wanted to get some of it before dark, she had to speed it up, and she didn't just let the vegetables grow, not to collect the seeds.

Moved away from the small Roshan and basket baskets on the red carpet, stretched out his hand, and watched it shrink into a small piece of cloth again, Guan Ping'an twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw this.

- Clenching the small piece of cloth like a flower butterfly, she immediately flashed to the vegetable patch.

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