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

"You mean, this sheep fainted in our backyard, and then you picked it up?"

Ye Ning's eyes were full of unthinkable.

Cheng Miaomiao glanced at the little white sheep who was still in a coma, with innocent eyes, and nodded solemnly: "That's right! This lamb seems to be destined for our family, so let it stay and be with Xiaobai!"

Anyway, the scorpion is white, and the lamb happens to be white as well.

Thinking of this, Cheng Miaomiao's eyes suddenly lit up, looked up at A Niang, and said excitedly: "Why don't we call it Erbai!"

Ye Ning's forehead twitched slightly.

The cattle pen at home hasn't been repaired yet, and now there is an extra sheep, wouldn't it be necessary to build another sheep pen?
She took a deep breath, lowered her head and looked at her daughter seriously, and said: "You can raise this lamb at home if you want, but you have to afford its food, clothing, housing and transportation by yourself, and you have to be responsible for raising it, do you understand? "

Cheng Miaomiao nodded in confusion.

Then he asked incomprehensibly, "Isn't it just like how I raise little hedgehogs?"

"Little hedgehogs can be kept in a basket, and they can be fed by picking some vegetables and leaves, but it will be troublesome to raise lambs." Ye Ning thought for a while and decided to remind her first, lest she take everything home with her.

What if she brought a monkey back one day?
Wouldn't it be necessary to make a special room for it at home?
Ye Ning felt indescribable just thinking about it, and solemnly told her all the precautions for raising, Cheng Miaomiao counted with his fingers, those dark eyes were confused at first, and then became very relaxed .

Building houses, feeding, cleaning up excrement, domestication, and taking a walk after meals.

It doesn't add up to much in total.

There is no beast in this world that would dislike a mountain god, and if there was one, it would definitely not dislike spiritual power!She can even let the little white sheep grow into a unique little goat demon with intelligence!
Cheng Miaomiao patted her small chest confidently, and assured her, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will definitely take care of Erbai!"

"Who is Erbai?"

She gasped, turned around and looked back, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Ji Huai came out of the house, his eyes paused when he glanced at the little white sheep, and he stopped to take a few more glances.

Cheng Miaomiao was afraid that he would reveal his secrets, so he immediately said, "Brother Ji Huai, you are awake!"

Ye Ning said with a smile: "Since brother Huai is awake, Miaomiao, you can tell him about Erbai. You can discuss how to raise Erbai together, but be careful not to be bitten by sheep."

Ji Huai raised his eyebrows, looking at the little white sheep on the ground, Erbai?
"We know, Ma'am."

After finishing speaking, Ye Ning still had something to do and left first.

Cheng Miaomiao waved at her, and after she left, he carefully pulled out Xiao Fat Yi, grabbed its tail and slid it in front of Ji Huai, and complained, "Erbai was brought back without saying hello." .”

Xiaopang was dissatisfied: "Hmph!"

"It's okay to raise another sheep at home."

Ji Huai rubbed her head amusedly.

Handing her an oiled paper bag, he said, "The sugar cake I promised to bring you is still hot, eat it while Aunt Ye is away."

"Thank you Brother Ji Huai!"

Cheng Miaomiao's eyes suddenly became bright.

Quickly opened the oiled paper, pinched a piece of soft fried sugar cake and stuffed it into her mouth. The cheeks on both sides were puffed up, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was so delicious that her eyes narrowed comfortably. She pinched another piece and handed it to the mouth. Ji Huai, he smiled and shook his head.

"All the corn has been exchanged, and the best batch in the valley has been exchanged for the county government."

"Their final output is definitely not as good as this batch of spiritual plants. The county magistrate is going to present all this batch of corn to the capital. As long as they are planted, they will be seen. But even if they want to find out that something is wrong, it will be a year later matter."

Such was his nature, Ji Huai didn't trust anyone.

I never believed in Tang Wenjue from the beginning to the end, so I made a special trip to stare at him for a long time this time, and I was relieved only after I understood what he was going to do.

It’s too early to make no profit. Tang Wenjue did this partly for the common people, and partly for himself. After the appointment of the county magistrate, he basically had to stay for three years, and there were assessments and ratings every year.

As long as the case of Jiahe is confirmed to be true, it will be a great thing for Tang Wenjue.

Cheng Miaomiao said vaguely: "I asked the village head uncle, and he said that the harvest of the people who planted millet last year was only more than 300 catties. The batch that was planted in the valley last time, the best yield was five or six hundred catties per mu, don't be afraid."

Even if it is not as good as this time, it is far higher than that of ordinary people.

Ji Huai said calmly: "Sometimes there are too many miracles and they are worthless."

Cheng Miaomiao nodded in agreement.

"What..."

At this time, there was a trembling sound on the ground.

The two of them looked down at the little white sheep who had just woken up at the same time. Its wet eyes were full of confusion and ignorance, as if it hadn't realized why it suddenly changed places while it was eating grass.

As if feeling something, the little white sheep looked up at the two of them.

It stood up tremblingly, without looking directly at Ji Huai who was closer to it, but walked up to Cheng Miaomiao's legs, rubbed her fluffy head against her, and called out sweetly: "Baa baa baa."

"?"

Cheng Miaomiao was a little flattered.

She didn't expect that little white sheep would get so close to her just now when she saw her for the first time... She was happy when she suddenly remembered that as long as she stayed in the village now, she would cover up the aura of the mountain god, so as not to make the house crowded.

Then, why did the little white sheep get close to her?

Suddenly, Ji Huai shouted without warning: "Bai Ze."

What?Cheng Miaomiao looked at him in confusion.

Then she realized that his gaze was on the little white sheep next to her legs, she hesitated for a few seconds, and asked in confusion, "Bai Ze?"

She touched the short and soft hair of the little white sheep.

The feel is almost the same as 朏朏.

"I can feel Bai Ze's breath on it."

Ji Huai frowned slightly.

The breath is very light, if he hadn't had an old relationship with Bai Ze, he might not be able to tell that it belongs to Bai Ze's breath.

But breath can't deceive people.

Cheng Miaomiao tilted his head in doubt, and summoned the illustrated book to let it record the information of the little white sheep. After a while, the illustrated book showed that it was an ordinary sheep. If it was really Bai Ze in the Book of Mountains and Seas, the illustrated book would fly by itself when it first appeared. Out.

"But it's just an ordinary lamb."

She squatted down and scratched the little white sheep's chin familiarly with her fingers. It purred so comfortably that it landed on all fours and put its head in her hands.

Seeing this, Cheng Miaomiao showed a rather proud expression.

These techniques are all practiced on Caibao.

Ji Huai still frowned, he could feel that this little white sheep was a completely ordinary beast, with spirituality but not much, and it was precisely because of this that he felt strange, why it was contaminated with Bai Ze's breath?
"Whether it has anything to do with Bai Ze or not, it is our lamb now."

Cheng Miaomiao pinched its ears skillfully.

The decision was made: "We will raise Erbai first, and he will always know whether he is Bai Ze in the future. But now, we need to build a sheepfold for Erbai first, and find the grass he likes to eat."

"First take part of the ration of the fine cattle."

Jing Jing Niu: Are you polite?