I'm the White Pig Nobleman, but With the Memories of My Previous Life, I'll Raise My Littl

Well, considering I fell, I spent the day in bed embroidering, and the next day I went for a walk singing with you, Leggles.

She says the princess won't be in the back yard, so I'm going to Yuansan's vegetable garden.

The glossy redness of the tomatoes illuminated by the summer sun, the luscious greenery of the cucumbers, and then the ultra-dark purple aubergines that are just disputed with black.

The brightly colored summer grace beautifully colours a painting of the garden.

How mixed with the vegetables that were affordable, Framboise also, pitifully, did not forget to assert herself, producing red fruit.

They all look so delicious!

When I change my shoes for farm work on a bench I put in front of the field for a nose mix, Leggles, you change them as well.

Then sometimes you have something heavy, so keep your body warm with the radio gymnastics number one in your previous life of wandering.

Farming is a split and heavy labor, so don't insult it. We need prep gymnastics.

By the way, before intense exercise like swordsmanship, bowing, and equestrianism, he also does stretching. I remember, so I don't know how far it's going to be a preliminary exercise.

Leggles walking pompous, pulling your hand and going to Yuansan's side where he is harvesting vegetables.

"Good Morning"

"Oh yes!

"Oh, young ladies. Come on. Come on."

Bald head, rich white beard looks like some kind of Santa Claus.

I do hear he's seventy years old, but thanks to years of garden work and farming, he's got a lot of bones.

A gentle favorite, but tough on the job, he scolded me quite a bit until I got used to it.

But that's not unreasonable, because if you make a mistake, it's because of the use of tools that can lead to major injuries.

Such Yuansan takes the cucumber and gives it to me and Leggles.

"It's time to end the summer vegetables."

"That's right. When it's autumn, it's different. If you plant it and harvest something from winter to spring..."

"I thought you'd say that, I've prepared some cabbage."

Cabbage!

Isn't that an essential vegetable in winter -!

Oh, my God, Yuansan said she had other potatoes and white onions, and she's growing seedlings at home.

"Well, when the seedlings grow, you have to treat the summer vegetables"

"I have to get the soil ready again, so I won't be ready for a while before I plant it."

"Oh, I see."

"Planting seedlings is the middle of the ninth moon."

"It's the ninth moon, I get it!

The calendar of this world is the same as before, twenty-four hours a day, twelve months of 365 days a year.

The way the month is called is as simple as one month, and the next as two months, and the first day of one month ends the thirty-first day of the twelve months at the beginning of the year, and the two months change to twenty-eight days every four years.

Now is the beginning of the eighth month, so can we still afford about a month?

Until then, try to entertain Summer Vegetables and Framboise.

I'll start with the cucumber I got, Leggles. I'll put yours on the West Porch.

Reach for the bright red ripe tomatoes according to Yuansan's words, which say, "Do you want to start?"

Tension, glossy.

Look at that and say, "Wow!" And Leggles, who cheered, searches out the cucumbers who say that the bittersweet cucumbers are also dark green cucumbers whose togues stand beautifully and tease, and that it is fun to chip on their fingers.

I don't know what it's like to have a three-year-old hold a cub, so just as far as I can bare my hands.

"No, I want tomatoes!

"Tomatoes, wait a minute."

I'm allowed to slice the twig, so I cut it off a little bit above the tomato heta.

Pass the bright red fruit to you, Regulus, with a full smile on your face.

Mm-hmm. Lovely!

Shiny blonde hair plays the light, dazzling chick.

In exchange for that, when it comes to my lazy stomach, even though I'm done.

Pick the puffy belly meat.

Even though it was less than just after the memory of my previous life grew, I'm still far from the volume of a five-year-old.

Let's do our best on a diet.

When you return to the harvest in a mood, Leggles, give it to Yuansan, too, with puffy eggplant and cucumber.

Repeating it, a few degrees. Today's harvest is over near full of baskets we had prepared for each type.

Framboise was also caught in a soup bowl even if the little bird left a portion to eat.

Washing one of those grains with water, and then in the mouth of a gold chick, the chick says, "Hmm!" and hold your mouth with both hands.

"Shh, shh!

"Not really, is it? That's sweet and sour."

Mix back the fluffy blonde hair and you'll hear a high, sweet laugh characteristic of the children.

"Young ladies, good friends."

If you look back at Yuansan in the gentle baritone that makes you feel the wheel of the year, there is a soft wrinkle engraved in his eyes.

A gentle spring sunny glance, but like watering me and you, Leggles, is poured far away.

"... anything, was there?

"No, it's not as good as something. I had a grandson, too."

"Grandson? Are you little?

"Above one of the young ladies and under one of the Leggles..."

Encourage Yuansan, who closed her lips once, to continue with her gaze. Then, loosening his neck, Yuansan started talking again.

"You call it a children's return... it hit my brother badly. We have extra parents."

Oh, I can guess somehow.

My little brother took my parents' hand, and my old brother said he would eat the crack, which I'm sure is not my brother's fault or my brother's.

"I guess the depression of not being dealt with by my parents is directed at my brother. So it would be pitiful to be scolded even more..."

"I see, that needs an escape route. If it's anything, you can ask your grandson to help you with the vegetable garden. Leggles, maybe you can be your playmate."

"Thank you. No, thank you."

Deeply bowed his head, Yuansan wonders if he can help but be scolded because his grandson is really cute.

When I gave the grandson a hemming and a look at the flamboise, cucumber, tomato and eggplant, Yuansan cut them out saying so......

"The vegetables here and the vegetables I make at home are the same kind and the fertilizers are the same. It's a good place to grow up, and it tastes remarkably different."

"Really? Is the soil different?

"That's what I thought, I'm letting you use this soil for cabbage seedlings. Sorry for the ex-post consent..."

"Oh, I'm fine. Best regards, cabbage"

"Yes, I'll take care of it"

Pepper and bow their heads to each other.

Well, the harvest is over, and shall we bring the vegetables to the kitchen?

Yuansan has an eggplant and tomato basket, I have a cucumber, and Leggles has a bowl of Framboise for you.

While I was deciding to allocate it, I got a little tired of you, Leggles, shaking your boom with the branches of a tree falling around it.

"Stick vibration..."

"Stick Zhen, what are you doing?

"Yes, Leggles, I hear you have a gift for swordsmanship. I was wondering how we could stretch that side."

Even though I say I teach this, I guess I'm going to rely on Dr. Romanoff right away because I'm hitting myself in the head.

Laughing bitterly, Yuansan rubbed her jaw and nodded one as if she had decided something.

"Young lady, I was an adventurer before my predecessors picked me up."

"Huh!? Really?!?

"Well, I'm still pretending in the morning."

"Er... well, the musculoskeletal..."

"Is it an old pestle pattern and an achievement that I still work out"

"Ha ha, that's awesome"

"Hey. So, bye. Master Leggles' swordsmanship, why don't you just leave it to me? The ranks are up and down, and I'm still famous for it."

This is a wish or a fulfillment!?

You did it, Mr. Leggles! There will be more teachers!