Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 36

As the twelfth lunar month approached, Sangouzi took advantage of the long-distance travel with others before the Chinese New Year, and there were no transport vehicles to go down the mountain to the market in the village, and there were fewer ingredients on the villagers' dining tables.As Xiao Xian and Mrs. Lian picked more and more times in the few acres of land at the entrance of the village, the villagers also started to think about those alfalfas.

The cluster of purple flowers at the entrance of the village is still in full bloom. Since a while ago, Mrs. Lian picked alfalfa grass from the field, fried it and served it on the table. Let alone picky grandparents, they only eat meat all year round. The rhubarb dogs with bones all ran to the door and let out a huff.

After the villagers heard that alfalfa could be eaten, a few of them, represented by Aunt Jin who was close to the Zhu family, came to the door and said they would pick a few handfuls from the Zhu family's field, and Zhu Shijun agreed. It is also common to send melons and soy sauce.

But as soon as the door opened, those villagers in the village who were tired of eating pickled cabbage also came to the door.

Although Sisters of Lian also went to look at the field, and saw that there were not a lot of alfalfa sprouts that had been picked off, but the field was almost trampled out of a path.The straw clothes tied to the Wenzhou tangerines on the ridge were also pulled off.

"No, Grandpa, I agreed that those acres will belong to me." The alfalfa can't be missed after picking, and it's not all thanks to her sneaking over to pour the "iron product liquid" after eating every day, so that it can grow back , Back and forth, she is also laborious.

"Xiaoxian, the land is at the head of the village. If they really want to pick it, you can't stop it. Besides, don't tell me you want grandpa to be like the vegetable seller, and follow them for a few cents." Zhu Shijun also asked. Knowing the few acres of land at the head of my granddaughter's village is very caring, but this is in Gecun, so even putting up a wooden sign is useless.

"Grandpa, don't worry about this matter, Sisters of Lotus and I will take care of it." Whoever said she would collect money, in such a ravine, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Xiaoxian still can't see it.

The next day, a few men sitting at the head of the village basking in the sun looked at Xiao Xian carrying a plank, Sister Lian carrying a hammer and the village's wild dog Rhubarb, and walked into the field.

Rhubarb is a bunny dog ​​in the village. After its owner moved to the town a few years ago, he thought it was shivering, so he stayed in Gecun.Whoever has a mouthful of leftovers, it will eat leftovers and stand at the door with its tongue dragging, begging for a good meal.

Although it is a native dog, Rhubarb is clever. He has eaten leftovers in the village many times, and he has figured out the pattern. Zhu's food is still the most delicious.If you're lucky, you'll occasionally find a piece of meat in soy sauce among the leftovers.

Rhubarb simply stopped running around, and nestled by the well in front of Zhu's house every day, eating three meals a day, and the people inside ate, and it also got some food.

In the end, when Xiaoxian and Grandpa got together, they simply renamed it and called it Zhu Dahuang.

They are all from the village, and they can call everyone by name when they meet, so the men shouted at Sister Lian: "Sister Lian, what are you doing?"

"Tie up the dog and nail the sign. Xiao Xian made a rule that anyone who wants to pick purple flowers from the ground must use the iron tools at home to exchange them." Sister Lian can't remember what Xiao Xian and Mr. Zhu said about that." "Alfalfa", she has called the grass grass for pigs for decades, but now people eat it like livestock, so she changed the name to purple flower grass.

"Well, I have to exchange things for picking grass, and I don't even look at who owns this land. It was left to us by our ancestors in Ge Village. The little girl from the Zhu family is too fussy," the villagers said. It also spread to Zhu Shijun's ears. The old man wanted to ask Xiao Xian to pull out the village sign several times, but after wandering around the village, he left with a smile.

Considering the level of awareness of the villagers in Ge Village, the "writing" on the sign is still very clear. It draws a person and a cow, indicating that ordinary people and animals are not allowed to enter the Purple Flower Field without permission.24 hours a day, if anyone trespassed on the farmland without permission, Rhubarb would bark until the whole village came out to watch the excitement.

I don't know which villager started it, but Xiaoxian's behavior of exchanging iron for grass really started to have an effect. What she collected included old iron pots, and some hoes. Those iron tools had just entered her hands. It was gone in a few days.Needless to say, it was time to feed the chaotic seedlings in the space again.

Xiaoxian, like Zhou Ziang, had patiently figured out the source of the aura needed for space, but unfortunately, due to age and environment constraints, she hadn't discovered the aura needed for her space, which is carbon dioxide.

At night, the spiritual energy from the outside world will automatically enter the space, and for the lack of spiritual energy during the day, Xiao Xian can only find iron tools to make up for it.For the time being, Xiao Xianmiao is not picky about ironware, as long as it is iron, no matter if it is rotten iron nails or a brand new lunch box, as long as it is iron, it can make a lot of jokes.

Under this double effect, the Chaos Immortal Seedling has grown a lot taller, and Xiaoxian's physique has also improved by leaps and bounds.In the past six months, she ate well and slept well, and she didn't have any cold or fever. She was still wearing thin autumn clothes in winter, and she never complained of cold.The only thing that puzzled Xiaoxian was that he didn't know when the iron space would transform into a copper space.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, the weather suddenly turned cold. Xiaoxian got up in the morning and went to the mouth of the well to brush his teeth. The water he spit out turned into ice slag within a few minutes.Fortunately, the village uses water from the well, and in winter there is still a stream of water at the entrance to keep it warm.

On the night of the twentieth night of the twelfth lunar month, something not too big or small happened to Gecun.In the end, even the village chief was alarmed.It's not a big deal, because it happened on the field where the little girl of the Zhu family was playing around.It's not a small matter, because the other party involved in the matter has a lot of background, he is the village party secretary of Ge Village, Qian Yongfu.

That night, it was only after eight o'clock, and the weather was so cold that people could lose consciousness from the cold with their toes exposed.

The villagers of Ge Village climbed the kang, and those who entered the space entered the space.At about nine o'clock, the rhubarb in the village barked non-stop.

The Zhu family didn't have any extra land. When the weather was cold, she was afraid that the rhubarb would freeze outside, so Aunt Lian ordered a wooden house for the rhubarb at the village head, and watched the purple flower field all day long.When I saw it, I saw a thief.

The thief was Wang Chunhua, the wife of the village secretary.Speaking of the village party secretary Qian Yongfu, he was a natural stingy and snobbish. The reason why he was selected as the village party secretary was because he was senior in the village and was the elder of many villagers. In addition, his son Qian Duoduo lived in Baijia Ancient Town I went to work in the government and became a chief officer as big as a sesame mung bean.

On weekdays in the village, if someone who butchered a pig came to visit, he would go over to drink a few sips of wine, and if his son or daughter made money, he would also be jealous for a while.

When Xiaoxian said that the purple flowers in the field had to be paid, he was also the one who scolded him the most, and said that even if there were irons at home, he would not exchange them for Xiaoxian.But he begged for another gluttonous woman, who smelled the fragrance of vegetables wafting from other people's homes every day, blowing the pillow wind, and said that she would pick a few handfuls of tender vegetables from the field to go home while it was dark.

When Zhu Shijun and Xiaoxian walked to the entrance of the village, Dahuang was still biting Wang Chunhua's trousers, and everyone in the village stood on the ground.

I don't know whose color is more beautiful among the several acres of alfalfa flowers that are blooming brightly and the village party secretary.

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Because of the lack of updates, Fuzi was too embarrassed to ask for rewards, but there was no one complaining about it.

The alfalfa in Xiaoxian's field is blooming, and there are no comments on our "field"~
(End of this chapter)