happy life rebirth

Chapter 22

In the evening, Xia Xiaohong made an excuse to say that she was tired and wanted to go to bed early, but Jiang Meiying was not suspicious but confessed: "Xia Xia, anyway, you have already finished the exam today; it will take a few days to get the notice, tomorrow morning Mother won't call you; just sleep a little longer!"

"Okay! Thank you, Mom, then I'll go back to the house and go to bed first." Jiang Meiying's words hit Xia Xiaohong's arms, she greeted Jiang Meiying and went back to her room; she quickly locked the door.

Xia Xiaohong stepped into the space, um... the space is still the same; there is a solitary bamboo building, except for two big trees, only after Xia Xiaohong practiced grafting flowers last time; suddenly there are two extra green bamboos.

After entering the space, Xia Xiaohong was not in a hurry to study the use of those two green bamboos. She decided to open a small plot and plant the watermelon seeds she got today; The time flow of the entire space is better, so that she can better plan the space.

Xia Xiaohong took out the small hoe she had brought into the space earlier, she stood in front of the black soil and the deep purple soil and pondered over and over; finally Xia Xiaohong decided that it would be more suitable to plant watermelon seeds in the black soil, No matter how you look at it, the dark purple soil doesn't look like an ordinary thing; let's plant it in the dark purple soil when we find suitable or rare seeds in the future!
The hoe was too small, and even with a big one, Xia Xiaohong couldn't move; she squatted down and dug out three ridges of land in a corner of the black land, as she remembered her mother when she was growing vegetables; Take a small hoe and dig out a dozen or so holes of similar size on each ridge of well-planned soil. There are a total of 36 holes in the three ridges.

Xia Xiaohong put the small hoe aside, and then put three to four watermelon seeds in each small hole that had been dug; then carefully grabbed some black soil with her hands to cover the watermelon seeds, picked up a The iron bucket went to the spring under the big tree to carry half a bucket of spiritual spring water; picked up a cup and poured half a cup of spiritual spring water into each pit where watermelon seeds had been put down.

At the beginning, Xia Xiaohong planned to go to the pond to fetch water, but then she thought... Maybe the things grown from the spiritual spring water in this spring will mature earlier, and the effect or taste will be better?
The watermelon seeds have been planted, and all Xia Xiaohong has to do now is wait; see how big the watermelon will grow when she leaves the space tomorrow morning; then she can calculate the approximate time flow rate.

With a headache, Xia Xiaohong glanced at the small hoe she had smuggled into the space from her home, a rusty iron bucket, and a teacup with a light blue pattern. Alas... I don’t know that there are suddenly fewer of them in the house. There are several things, will Muma think that her house has been burglarized?
It was still early, Xia Xiaohong went to the pond to wash her hands and then walked towards the bamboo building; she wanted to practice the 'Forgetting Love Art' again when she had time, it didn't matter whether she became a fairy or not; the important thing was... You can become stronger, and only when you become stronger can you protect your mother.

From ancient times to the present, people with big fists have always spoken, just like a great man once said - political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!
Xia Xiaohong sat cross-legged on the bed quietly, one week, two weeks, three weeks... Xia Xiaohong, who has always believed in stupid birds flying first and hard work can make up for one's weakness, this time after 24 weeks, she finally felt that something was different. When I carefully sensed it; it seemed that there was nothing.

It must be a lie to say that she is not disappointed, but this thing is really not just about worrying; Xia Xiaohong can see this point quite clearly.

Since there was no progress in the "Forgetting Love Jue", Xia Xiaohong decided to continue practicing to transfer flowers and trees; anyway, she saw that it was not very difficult to transfer flowers and trees, and the progress was quite easy the last time she practiced by herself.

I honestly practiced Embedding Flowers and Embedding Trees again, uh...very good, after the shock brought about by practicing 'Forgetting Love Jue' last time; Xia Xiaohong can already face it calmly, um... what's so strange , isn't it that the kung fu of embedding flowers and trees has been cultivated to the fourth level?
Although he kept saying calmness on his mouth, he really couldn't calm down in his heart; Nima?Damn it, when did I become so talented; is this little girl who is a martial arts prodigy really me?Such a self, Xia Xiaohong, really couldn't calm down even if she wanted to.

The sound of a rooster crowing faintly came from the outside of the space, 'ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Where there were green bamboos; suddenly another grape plant popped up.

"Xia Xiaohong, calm down... don't be too cold, that's not good!" Xia Xiaohong ignored the grape trellis and drifted past. If... she didn't sneak a glance back, it would be more perfect.

"God, fuck me! Are you fucking playing with me? My heart is not good - I can't help but be scared, don't fool me; let me have a good time with a bamboo basket." Xia Xiaohong looked at everything in front of her. Eyebrows curved, he suppressed a smile and muttered to himself.

In this green place in front of me, there are many big watermelons that can't be hugged; it looks like it has matured.

Looking at this appearance, it is basically possible to calculate the real time flow rate in the space. The growth cycle of watermelon generally takes about two months from sowing to maturity; since one night in the space is about the same as two months outside, then 24 hours is equal to more than four months.

Now the only difference is that the preservation time of the fruit is not clear, and the fruit in this dimension is not known; is it that as long as I don't pick it, she won't spoil it?And what is the law of his fruit cycle?Is it the kind that can grow cyclically?All this has yet to be proved by Xia Xiaohong's further experiments.

Xia Xiaohong thought for a while, reached out and picked a watermelon and put it aside, she really wanted to have a look; how long this watermelon can be kept before it spoils after being picked.

After finishing all this, Xia Xiaohong checked herself carefully to see if there was anything unusual; she didn't leave the space until there was nothing wrong.

Jiang Meiying was feeding the chickens in the yard, and when she saw Xia Xiaohong coming out, she couldn't help but said lovingly: "Why do you wake up so early, kid? Didn't Mommy tell you to sleep a little longer today?"

Xia Xiaohong took the chicken food from Jiang Meiying's hand with a smile. It was leftover rice mixed with rice bran and some chopped vegetable leaves; Eat the chicken food; the side of the mouth is "cuckoo cluck".

Seeing Xia Xiaohong's appearance, Jiang Meiying knew that her own daughter didn't take her words to heart at all: "You child..." Jiang Meiying clapped her hands, wiped her apron and said, "Okay Mom doesn’t even talk about you; you’re here to feed Mommy Chicken and go to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Momma will go to the field later; if you’re free, go find Girl Man to play with!”

"Hey... I know!" Xia Xiaohong replied crisply.

(End of this chapter)