Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 14 Movement
After eating the porridge, Cheng Shi's parents had to go to work in the field, so they came back by themselves.

There was nothing to do at home, Cheng He remembered that there was still a large pack of Polygonum multiflorum left yesterday, such a nourishing thing, he couldn't eat it every day.He thought, don't plant it anymore.

Let her daughter watch her work, and she will also develop the habit of not being squeamish, Cheng He thinks so.

There is plenty of open space in the yard.

I found a shovel, turned over a piece of land next to it, and knocked out the lumps of soil.These tasks are very simple.

Cheng Xinxin opened her eyes wide and asked, "Father, what are you doing?"

"Father wants to plant these Polygonum multiflorum." Cheng He replied while working.

"Why plant it?" The little girl was puzzled.

"Because the Polygonum multiflorum can grow bigger after it is planted!" Cheng He replied patiently.

Polygonum multiflorum is a perennial plant, the older it is, the more valuable it is.

The little girl squatted on the side watching, thoughtful.

Cheng He suddenly remembered a news on the Internet that someone bought a Polygonum multiflorum in human form at a high price and wanted to grow it bigger and resell it for a high price, but it ended up being stolen after half a year of hard work.

That is a huge loss!It seems that if my Polygonum multiflorum really grows up, I must take care of them carefully.

Last time, the old man took good care of the Polygonum multiflorum. It seems that it has only been dug out from the mountain for a day or two, and it is still covered with mud. It should be able to survive after planting it.

Buried these in the soil and watered them, Cheng He thought about it, a little worried, and then condensed some halos of Venus and sprinkled them on the Polygonum multiflorum.

It's the first time to plant something in front of my daughter, if it doesn't work, I'll be ashamed of adults.The golden halo is useful to the big yellow dog, it is useful to the daughter, and maybe it can also be useful to these plants.

Anyway, the golden light in his body is very strong, so there is no need to use it in vain.

I bought a total of 18 Polygonum multiflorum from the old man, ate 6, and there are [-] left. Now that I have planted them all, I don’t know how many will survive.

After finishing all this, washed his hands, and sat under the shade of a tree with his daughter to enjoy the cool, Cheng He felt a sense of accomplishment.

He hasn't done these jobs for many years, and now he feels again: We are a real farmer.

Cheng Xinxin giggled and asked, "Father, when will they grow up?"

"When you grow up, they will grow up too?" Cheng He said.

"Then when will I grow up?" Cheng Xinxin asked eagerly with her eyes wide open.

"When will you grow up? Let me think about it. When Dad gets old, you will grow up, right?" Cheng He teased his daughter.

Cheng Xinxin's mouth immediately dropped, "Then I don't want to grow up, and my father doesn't want to grow old either."

"Hahaha..." Cheng He hugged the girl and laughed, rubbing her soft hair.

The phone rang, and Cheng He picked it up to see that it was Mr. Hu who bought his Ganoderma lucidum in the city yesterday, and he had noted the name.

Yesterday he calculated that it would be a good choice to make friends with Mr. Hu, but he didn't expect him to call so soon.

"Hey, young man, I'm Old Hu! Do you still remember me?" As soon as the call was connected, before Cheng He could speak, the other party started laughing.

Mr. Hu is in his forties, and Cheng He is only in his 20s, so he calls himself Lao Hu, and calls Cheng He a young man, which brings them closer.

Yesterday at the trading office, Mr. Hu looked serious all the way, full of momentum, but on the phone, that trace of domineering aura of refusal was completely restrained, and there was a hint of friendship everywhere.

How could Cheng He not hear it?

But he was not arrogant, and still said very modestly: "It's Mr. Hu, how could I have forgotten you, didn't I still take care of you yesterday?"

Anyway, the Ganoderma lucidum had been sold, so he simply came out with a lower posture, anyway, it's just a matter of scene.

"Hey hey hey... Fate, fate! I took advantage of you yesterday, brother. I'm sorry. This is not a good thing, I just miss you! I have a friend who learned that I bought yours After the Ganoderma lucidum, let me ask you, is there any good product with the same quality? The price is not a problem." Hu Yifeng said on the phone.

Cheng He knew it would be like this. Friends of rich people will also be rich, and they have similar hobbies and interests.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked: "Thank you, Mr. Hu, for taking care of my younger brother. What does your friend want?"

Hu Yifeng said with a hearty smile: "What are you calling Mr. Hu? You have more identity! You can call me Brother Hu. My friend, he wants to give his father a birthday gift, as long as the things are good, he doesn't care what he wants. Ganoderma lucidum is also fine, as are vintage ginseng. As long as the product is good, the price is not a problem.”

Seeing Cheng He's calmness yesterday, he felt that he was a reliable person.For a person like him who wandered in the mountains, even if he didn't have these goods, he might have heard that others had them.

It doesn't matter. Anyway, in a word, no matter who the goods are, as long as the goods are good, the price is not a problem.

One must know how many envious looks he received when he brought that bright piece of red sesame home yesterday.

After his friend saw Ganoderma lucidum, he originally wanted to trick him into letting him sell it.How could he be willing?So I contacted Cheng He directly for him.

Cheng He was very happy, but his face was still very calm, and he said: "Thank you, Brother Hu, for your care. You also know that those of us who live in the deep mountains may not always have good things on hand. In this way, I will live in these days I’m in the mountains, I’ve found something, I’ll contact you as soon as possible, how about it?”

He can indeed find good things with gold stars now, but it can't be said so easily.

If it gives people the feeling of digging cabbage from the ground at any time, the price will not go up.

Hu Yifeng smiled happily on the phone, and nodded again and again: "Then thank you brother first. However, in terms of time, it's best to hurry up a little bit. My friend is going to celebrate his father's 70th birthday. The birthday gift can’t be late, right? Alas, how many 70th birthdays can one person have, don’t you think so? So, thank you for your hard work, brother!”

Cheng He said with a smile: "Brother Hu, you are welcome! Then I really have to hurry up. I will inform you as soon as I have news."

"Hey, okay, okay, then it's settled. I'll wait for your good news." Hu Yifeng said happily.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng He smiled happily.

It's really a good thing that someone will give you a pillow as soon as you doze off!
He doesn't need to rush out now, anyway, with the guidance of Venus, it doesn't take much trouble to dig up good things.Let Mr. Hu's friend wait for these two days.

The longer he waited, the closer he got to his father's birthday, the more he was willing to pay.

Cheng Xinxin waited impatiently for him to call. She kept grabbing his face, and when he finally hung up, she said loudly, "Daddy, shall we go pick mushrooms?"

In fact, she has no idea about picking mushrooms, and she probably heard about them while watching cartoons.

Of course Cheng He agreed, and when he returned to the mountain village, he still couldn't satisfy the child's requirements, so what would he do when he came back?
In fact, now is not the time to pick mushrooms. Generally, February and March in spring, or when there is a lot of rain in autumn, are the seasons when mushrooms really grow.

But what does it matter?It doesn't matter whether the season is right or not, and it doesn't matter what mushrooms you can pick. The important thing is to accompany her in the process.

The bamboo basket weaved the day before yesterday came in handy again, Cheng Xinxin happily sat in it, and Cheng He carried her on his back.

The big yellow dog followed with a wagging tail, looking very happy.

Cheng Xinxin sat in the bamboo basket and said softly, "Father, I'll sing for you."

Before Cheng He had time to nod, she couldn't wait to sing:

"Little girl picking mushrooms,

Carrying a big bamboo basket,

Early in the morning, I walk through the woods and hills with bare feet,

She picked the most mushrooms,
As many as the stars are innumerable,
The mushrooms she picked were the biggest, as big as the little umbrella filled the basket,
thiamine

......"

In fact, she couldn't sing most of the lyrics clearly, and she was even a little out of tune, but her cheerful and natural singing voice, and her soft and immature voice, could not be imitated by any singer.

The breeze was blowing, the leaves around were rustling, the chirping of birds on the trees, and the sound of fluttering wings all became her accompaniment.

Big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate, this is the best movement in the world.

As Cheng He strolled, he had a feeling of "this is the end of life, what more can I ask for".

(End of this chapter)