small farmer

Chapter 287
After standing for a few minutes, Xiao Hei's limbs trembled, as if he accidentally fell off the stool.

"Stand up for me, don't move around." Zhang Feng couldn't help but slap it.

"Woooo..." The little guy raised his head and yelled, looking at Zhang Feng aggrievedly.

"Pretend to be pitiful to me again. I won't let you off so easily today. You can only come down after standing for a stick of incense." As he said that, Zhang Feng took a stick of incense from home and lit it beside him.

"When will the incense burn out, and when will you come down, you know!" Zhang Feng decided to take good care of this guy, otherwise it will become more and more difficult to discipline in the future.

"Woooo..." The mischievous little black looked at the master pitifully, hoping that the master would let him go, if he stood on it for a stick of incense, he would have to kill him.

"Stand still, if you dare to escape today, you don't have to come back." Seeing Xiao Hei Gululu's eyes turning wildly, Zhang Feng warned in advance.

At this time, if Xiao Hei could speak, he would definitely say: "The master is wronged, I just moved my eyes, and I have no intention of running away."

Hearing Zhang Feng's warning, Xiao Hei finally knew that the master was serious this time, and whined non-stop towards the door, hoping that the old master at the door would come to rescue him.

It's a pity that Wang Guilan was busy selling things at the door at this time, so she didn't have time to deal with it. The eldest sister also opened an online shop in the room, so Xiao Hei gradually became desperate, so she had to stand on the small stool with her mouth closed and her head dejected.

Seeing Xiao Hei's pitiful appearance, Zhang Feng had a sullen face. In fact, he couldn't help laughing in his heart. This guy is just too attractive, so he became more and more unscrupulous. Just know how to pretend to be crazy and act stupid, and wreak havoc everywhere. If you don’t teach it well, it will be okay when it grows up?
So Zhang Feng brought a rattan chair, poured himself a pot of tea, and sat on the side to supervise. The sun in the sky was lazily, as if it had been cooled by the autumn wind, without the heat of summer.

Autumn is cool
With the arrival of autumn, the weather gradually becomes cooler, and a gust of wind blows by, which immediately refreshes people. Looking up at the ethereal sky, I feel that the sky is so high and so far away.

With the arrival of autumn,
Some flowers and plants in the yard have lost their vigor in summer. The orchid grass and the other shore flowers are all drooping, and it seems that they can't survive this autumn.

But the daisies and Rudbeckias in the yard are just beginning to bloom, because this is their season, the autumn when chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Look at the chrysanthemums blooming everywhere in the yard, the small white daisies have lost their original appearance, the huge flowers are full of fragrance in the autumn wind, and the golden golden chrysanthemums are like dazzling little suns, Hundreds of days turned the sky, illuminating this beautiful small farmyard. From a distance, it looks like a beautiful garden, with colorful butterflies and bees flying, and the whole yard is full of the beauty of nature.

Suddenly a gust of autumn wind blows

A faint sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance floats in the air.

If it weren't for Zhang Feng's keen sense of smell, he would have ignored it.

"Huh! Could it be that the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms?" Smelling the unique fragrance, Zhang Feng stood up suddenly, and walked towards the sweet-scented osmanthus tree curiously.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, Zhang Feng finally saw scattered small flowers hanging on the tree, some were still budding, and some had already opened their petals, and the delicate stamens inside could be clearly seen .

hum~ hum~ hum~
It's not that Zhang Feng's nose is so sensitive. The hardworking bees have already appeared on the stage, dancing and collecting nectar from the golden osmanthus flowers, and their movements seem to be extremely happy.

Gently picked a small flower and put it on the tip of the pen, suddenly a strong fragrance of the flower was refreshing, as if the whole body was bathed in this strong fragrance, I really don't know what made this light yellow flower emit such a strong fragrance fragrance.

"Woof... woof..." Zhang Feng was awakened by a sudden dog barking, and when he turned around, he realized that the time for a stick of incense had passed before he knew it.

Xiao Hei yelled, and then jumped off the stool by himself, but at this moment his limbs were trembling, and he almost fell to the ground, obviously exhausted.

"You know you're wrong, and if you dare to cause damage when you go down, let's see how I deal with you." Zhang Feng said with a straight face.

"Woooo..." Xiao Hei lay listlessly on the ground, and responded with a whimper, as if to say: Master, I was wrong, and I dare not do it again.

Seeing Xiao Hei's attitude of admitting his mistakes was not bad, Zhang Feng reluctantly forgave him.

……

Moving the realization away from Xiaohei, Zhang Feng suddenly saw the old tree roots in the yard. The roots had been drying in the yard for a few days, and the water was almost dried up. They should be able to be processed, but Zhang Feng did not In a hurry, there is one last thing to do, which is to remove the skin on the tree roots.

So Zhang Feng came to the utility room, took out the hatchet and walked out.

However, Zhang Feng shook his head when he saw some curled knives, ready to get them to be sharpened on the whetstone before use.

As long as in the countryside, there is a whetstone next to the water pipes in almost every household, the whetstone is almost made of sandstone, and there are uneven fine sand on the sandstone, so that the knife is sharpened and the effect is the best.

After wetting both the hatchet and the whetstone with clean water, Zhang Feng held the back of the knife with both hands, placed the blade obliquely on the whetstone, and began to sharpen it.

After repeating this dozens of times, the blunt hatchet became sharp again, exuding a cold light.

As the saying goes, sharpening a knife is not a mistake in chopping wood. With a sharp hatchet, Zhang Feng hurriedly began to remove the outer bark of the tree roots, as well as the rotten parts.

"Brother Madman, are you chopping firewood?" Suddenly the duckling ran in with a pack of spicy strips, and asked with a smile when he saw Zhang Feng.

"Yeah, my house has no firewood to burn, so I have to burn tree roots!" Zhang Feng smiled and teased the little guy.

"Oh, madman, you're so lazy, won't you go pick some up in the woods?" Hearing Zhang Feng's words, the little guy asked back.

"My leg hurts today, can you help me pick it up?" Being despised by the little guy, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, but he continued to tease the duckling.

"Hey! I don't, I still have to do my homework today." The little guy shook his head quickly.

"Then I'll help you with your homework, how about you help me collect firewood?"

"This... this... what should my dad do if he finds out?" Hearing Zhang Feng's suggestion, the little guy asked a little emotionally.

"Your dad knows, he will be beaten up at worst, anyway, you are not afraid of pain because of your thick skin!" Zhang Feng said with a smile,

"Oh, I don't!" The little guy finally realized that Zhang Feng was really teasing him, shook his head and went to the side by himself.

After a while, the little guy ran under the big cypress tree. He was very happy when he saw the swing, and immediately wanted to climb up. Unfortunately, Zhang Feng used his own height as a reference when he sat. The little guy couldn't do it with his buttocks .

(End of this chapter)