In the famine year, the group pet cubs awakened to farm in Shanhaijing

Chapter 152 Whoever scolds me, I will scold back
The so-called spiritual plants naturally refer to plants that absorb spiritual energy and grow up.

Xiaohe Village is located in a remote place with little aura, and the millet seedlings planted in the fields have transformed into spiritual plants by accident, so they naturally need to absorb aura to grow up.If the aura is abundant, the spiritual plant will mature quickly; if the aura is thin, the spiritual plant will mature slowly.

Cheng Miaomiao didn't notice anything wrong at first.

After all, this was also the first time she had seen Ling Zhi in the area under her jurisdiction. It was not until a few days later that she came to see the growth of the millet seedlings on a whim, but unexpectedly found that they seemed a little sluggish.

After asking, I found out that they need to be watered by spiritual energy.

At that moment, Cheng Miaomiao seemed to be struck by lightning.

Cheng Miaomiao's mouth was raised high, her round eyes were full of displeasure, and she groaned, "I thought it was a reward for me, but I didn't expect it to be a big trouble for me, and my spiritual power is gone. come down!"

Not only did it not survive, it was almost exhausted.

While she was dissatisfied, she still carefully sent spiritual power to each millet seedling, and the leaves rustled happily.

Ji Huai smiled and said: "I think they are almost mature, and it will be fine after planting this stubble."

He lowered his head and reached out to touch Cheng Miaomiao's little furry head. His black hair was soft, and he said, "Whenever you want to rest, you can call me. Although the spiritual power in my body is difficult to control, it is not impossible."

"No, brother Ji Huai, if you forcefully use your spiritual power, it will cause damage to the meridians in your body."

Cheng Miaomiao refused without thinking.

Quickly withdrew her little hand and patted on the clothes, looked up at him seriously and said, "It's okay, I'll just endure it for a few more days."

"However, it would be a pity to eat this batch of corn. If the seeds of Lingzhi are planted, the next generation must also have the characteristics of Lingzhi. If the village can replace this batch of seeds, there will be no need to worry about food anymore."

"Then let them leave this batch of corn as seeds."

Ji Huai took out a square handkerchief and wiped her hands, speaking calmly.

The two held hands and walked out along the field ridge, bid farewell to Aqing and Atian who were guarding here, and then headed home. In half a month, the village has taken on a new look, and the villagers they met on the road were also full of energy.

Cheng Miaomiao obediently followed him for a while.

Then he couldn't stop bouncing forward, humming a little tune, suddenly, his black eyes lighted up slightly, and he pounced cautiously towards the white butterfly on the wild flowers and weeds.

The butterfly didn't struggle at all, and was very obediently thrown into the palm of her hand.

"Brother Ji Huai, I caught a butterfly!"

The child threw up his hands happily and trotted back to him.

Ji Huai watched her open her palm like offering a treasure. The butterfly didn't take the opportunity to fly away, but rubbed her palm with its tentacles in a fawning manner. She pinched the butterfly's wings with two fingers and pulled it out. of phosphorous powder.

Cheng Miaomiao commented: "This one looks better than the yellow one I met yesterday."

Ji Huai flicked her forehead amusedly, and said helplessly: "Okay, let's find other butterflies to play with next time. Uncle Zeng is still waiting for us to bring back the fragrant and salty grass."

I don't know what happened these days, she has become very attractive to beasts and insects.

Butterflies and dragonflies are still relatively small, and they encountered wild wolves and brown bears when they were on the mountain just now. Fortunately, they did not lose their minds, they just wanted to follow her in a daze.

Cheng Miaomiao obediently gave the white butterfly a ray of spiritual power and let it fly.

Soon, she was led astray by what he said just now, and she forgot about keeping the seeds behind her. She looked at him with sparkling eyes, and asked, "Brother Ji Huai, you said that Uncle Zeng can really grow fresh and salty plants?" Grass?"

All the fragrant and salty grass picked these days were made into powder by him.

So far, his progress is still researching whether it will cause harm to the human body, so Cheng Miaomiao wants to copy all the detailed introductions given in the illustrated book and stuff them into him.

Ji Huai said calmly: "Uncle Zeng can definitely do it."

The appearance of savory grass has greatly improved his cooking skills. Ordinary rice can become delicious with some savory grass powder, which saved his precarious cooking skills. He will definitely find a way to grow it .

Hearing his determined tone, Cheng Miaomiao was temporarily relieved.

Cheng Miaomiao happily squatted on the ground and picked up a round pebble, happily stuffing it into the back basket.

Suddenly she tilted her head, got up and waved hello to the thin figure not far away.

"Big sister!"

Not far away, the man carrying firewood stopped and raised his head in a daze. His eyes were covered with sweat from his forehead, and he couldn't see clearly.

Cheng Miaomiao immediately pulled Ji Huai and ran over.

It wasn't until the two of them got close that Da Ya recognized that it was her third younger sister. She subconsciously pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, and her subtle movements touched the wound on her face, causing her to wrinkle her face into a ball instantly in pain. .

He just wanted to touch the wound, but as soon as he let go of his hand, he was shaken by the heavy weight of firewood.

She had to hasten to grab the rope that tied the firewood tightly.

Cheng Miaomiao frowned suddenly, walked over quickly and reached out to help her hold the firewood, and asked doubtfully, "Sister Da Ya, why are you the only one here? Is no one carrying it with you?"

Ji Huai walked to the other side, stretched out a hand to hold the firewood pressed down, and put all the weight on his hand.

Da Ya, who had become extremely relaxed in an instant, froze for a moment, and looked at the two of them gratefully.

Da Ya shook her head and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

"How can this be all right! Sister, don't be brave," Cheng Miaomiao looked up at her, her small face suddenly stiffened, "You can't carry such a heavy wet log, how could they bully you like this!"

During the half month of returning to the village, many old people took their children to pick up useful things.

Such as benches, tables and chairs, pots and pans, etc. When these things are almost picked up, they start to pick up the wood washed down from the mountain, and after drying, they can save it for burning in winter.

Cheng Miaomiao was also taken by A Niang to pick up wood.

But at that time, she just hugged one or two logs deliberately, but now Ajie is carrying a bundle full of them. These wet logs are already heavy, and they can almost crush her.

Cheng Miaomiao couldn't believe that she was the only one there.

She turned around and looked around, but she didn't see any of the old Cheng's family members. She yelled dissatisfiedly: "Sister, did the old witch ask you to recite it? I knew she was very bad!"

"I'll go back with you and help you vent your anger!"

The lesson from last time is still light!
Ji Huai turned his head to look at her, and felt a little funny looking at her swollen cheeks.

"...not grandma."

Da Ya bit her lip and shook her head, with tears in her eyes.

Lowering his eyes, he smiled wryly and said: "My mother asked me to recite it, Sanya... Miaomiao, you should leave me alone and go back. If my mother sees her, she will scold you again. I can do it well." it does not matter."

"If she dares to scold me, I'll scold you back!"

(End of this chapter)