The door of farming is wrong

This time, Tangchi didn't even save salt, and didn't stop until it was just right.

Not long after, a strong mushroom smell wafted out of the pot.

Anyone else, or the county magistrate who loves to eat mushrooms, would definitely find it delicious, but Tangchi, who is turning into a rabbit after eating mushrooms every day, really hopes that he will never smell the smell of mushrooms again.

"Brother, let's make it after eating!" Tang Chi took a bowl of water and went to the vegetable field, and found that many shelves had been set up.

Those budding squash seedlings seem to be growing under the protection of trellises.

The sweet potato boy took the water with one hand and drank it all in one gulp, then handed the bowl to Tangchi, and said, "You eat first, I'll come when I'm still a little short."

Sincerely, Tangchi has the nerve to let others help him in the field, while he sits in the house and eats lunch?

"Then I'll wait for you for a while." Tang Chi entered the house and poured another bowl of water, then walked to the field and squatted beside the sweet potato boy.

The sweet potato boy was building a shelf there, and Tang Chi was there touching the shelf he had just built. If nothing happened, he would lightly touch the tender green pumpkin seedlings, or poke the three peas.

"Brother, do you still remember when we met?" Tang Chi thought of saying something.

The sweet potato boy paused for a moment, then continued to put on airs, bared his white teeth and said, "At that time you were six years old and I was eight years old. I saw you fall into the ditch."

"It was thanks to you at that time!" It turned out to be a lifesaver.

Tang Chi asked again: "Then how did we get to know each other later?"

The sweet potato boy put his head down and put on airs, and said: "Your mother died within a year, and your father married again. At that time, you were hiding outside and crying alone. I thought you were pitiful, so I went to coax you. You will often play with me."

"Oh... I was still young at that time, and not long after my mother died, my father married Aunt Xia. I was very sad."

The sweet potato boy raised his head and looked at Tangchi with some distress. "Sister Tangchi, you..." He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say, so he frowned anxiously.

Tang Chi smiled at him and said, "It's been so many years, I've thought about it a long time ago, it's fine."

"Alas...you are also a miserable person." The sweet potato boy looked at Tang Chi's smiling face and sighed.

Seeing that the atmosphere was heavy, and Tangchi hadn't experienced the things that happened to Tangchi before, he couldn't help but be too heavy, so he changed the subject and chatted with him about something else.

I also learned that the sweet potato boy's surname is Hong. Of course, his name is not sweet potato, but Hong Kang.

However, Tangchi still thinks Sweet Potato Boy sounds better.

Finally finished setting up the show, Tang Chi asked the sweet potato boy to fetch water to wash his hands and take a rest, then went to bring out the salted mushroom soup in the pot by himself.

"I only have mushrooms and salt here, so let's just eat it." Tang Chi also felt embarrassed to bring out such an unreliable lunch, so he had to fill a bowl full of mushrooms for the sweet potato boy.

"It's okay, as long as there is something to eat." The sweet potato boy picked up the chopsticks and ate happily.

After eating and sitting for a while, the sweet potato boy said he was going to the field.

Tang Chi didn't keep him either, and sent him to the door.

After the sweet potato boy left, Tang Chi went to the field to have a look.The sticks were inserted into the soil one by one, very neatly, and the land really looked like a vegetable garden.

As for the rest of the land, Tang Chi decided to talk about it later.

Days fly by as you look forward to each day and watch your pumpkins grow.