Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts.

Chapter 101 100. Do you want the crown ball?

When Huaiyu woke up again, the room was dark, with no light coming through the curtains, and it was dark.

She turned on the solar light in a daze, thinking that she wouldn't sleep until midnight, would she?

My whole body is sticky and greasy, but my spirits are good and my brain feels much clearer... I guess I have recovered from my illness!

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch - two o'clock at night?

I felt my stomach again, I was so hungry, I was so hungry that I had to get up and rummage through the cabinets, trying to find something to eat.

I was tumbling about, but suddenly I heard the cry of a chicken outside the door:

"Chi chi chi chi..."

Huh? They usually don’t bark at night!

Huaiyu opened the door and found that the sky outside was dark, as if it was going to rain, but it was still daytime!

She was dumbfounded.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch again—so now he slept until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day?

That's the bad thing about not having neighbors. Life is a blur. And it looks like it’s going to rain. Why wasn’t the forecast yesterday morning?

She even went to the ground to water the sick body!

Her peanuts, yams, soybeans, peppers, cucumbers, sweet potatoes, and newly sprouted and cut potatoes!

So angry!

Huaiyu became depressed. Now he dug out some noodles and pickled bracken, and decided to make himself a bowl of pimple soup.

only…

If it rains, will there be a lot of mushrooms, fungi and wild vegetables growing in the mountains? Will Dictyophora also grow in the bamboo forest?

If there are any, you can pick some first and give them to Zhou Qian—

She paused, and then she remembered the vague and vague dream from last night...

Even though he was so optimistic at the moment, he couldn't help but sigh in an emo tone.

From the moment she woke up until now, the people she met were all very nice, but the two people who were the best to her have now gone to the wasteland.

What does the wasteland look like?

Could that big dead tree in the dream be made by Lin Xuefeng?

And she... is so strange, why she only dreams about Lin Xuefeng and not Zhou Qian! Obviously I have known Zhou Qian for a longer time.

Huaiyu shook his head and finally boiled it down to his own essence -

Look at the face.

After all, Zhou Qian is dark and strong, and although he smiles like a reliable older brother, he is still not as charming as Lin Xuefeng!

That was the person who crushed other people’s heads in front of her and taught her how to eradicate the root! In front of Zhou Qian, he has always been like a good baby, without any lethality. How could he do such a thing?

She couldn't help but think of Lin Xuefeng's movements that night, and now she started tentatively making gestures.

"Water type... is really cool!"

But the chicken at the door was still croaking wildly, as if it had been hungry for three days and three nights, so Huaiyu had no choice but to put down his emotions and throw some rice grains in to save trouble.

"Did I feed you before going to bed yesterday? You didn't eat for a whole night and half a day, why are you so hungry?"

Huaiyu muttered, and now he looked at the yellowed old rice in the bag. When he opened it, he could smell a moldy smell. This was a taste that even the purification power could not remove.

Looking at the bracelet again, I don’t know when I will be able to eat the new rice of that year!

She thought for a moment, then took the luxury of grabbing a handful and spreading them to the chicken again.

After a period of feeding, the chicks are also growing vigorously. At this moment, the creamy yellow downy short hair on the body has gradually faded, and colorful wing feathers have gradually appeared on the wings and tail, and the appearance has instantly declined.

But appearance is not important. She squatted on the fence and watched for a long time, and she couldn't help but imagine what they would look like when they grew up.

I don't know if it's a rooster or a hen... Should I wait to lay eggs first, or should I stew one first?

Should we stew with mushrooms or bamboo shoots? Oh, there are many spices for cooking that she didn’t even buy back!

After the noodles were mixed, they were poured into the pot and cooked quickly. Huaiyu put a simple sick meal on the table and decided that he would not work today as he was just recovering from a serious illness!

It seemed that it was rare for her to have such leisure time during the day. At this moment, she lazily lay back on the bed after dinner and was in a daze for a long time.

Then looking at the klang **** he brought back yesterday, Huaiyu thought about it, poured a basin out, and took it to the Rose Corridor.

…

I don’t know if it’s the season or something, but the Rose Corridor seems to be more energetic after not seeing it all night.

Layers of pink and white petals are scattered on the ground, while small flower buds sprout out one after another on the branches. The serrations on the edges of the leaves are so sharp that even the small thorns on the body seem to be able to pierce a person.

"Wow…"

Huaiyu was a little shocked.

How to describe the mental state of plants? Anyway, at first glance, this rich vitality is particularly moving.

You know, she hasn't even given Rose Corridor a little bit of her own abilities! Neither purification nor birth.

At this moment, he handed the basin over: "Is this new fermented fertilizer I brought useful to you?"

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Black ping-pong **** are stacked one by one in the basin, and the branches and leaves of the Rose Corridor come closer carefully, as if they are sizing them up.

After a while, it fiddled with its slender branches twice, and finally with a "pop", the crown ball it just fiddled with flew to the ground.

Far away.

Very disdainful.

Huaiyu: "...I understand."

She couldn't help but frown and stare at these Kraang balls: "Why are they not rare...could this thing really only be consumed as tea?"

Kuang Biao thinks that the fertility of Krong Ball is not as good as the feces of Big and Two. Barnyard Tree is currently unable to express his opinion, and the Goslings obviously don't care either.

Now Rose Corridor is even more disgusting...

Hey, I wonder how Uncle Zaozi, who solved his constipation pain that day, is doing now?

Huaiyu looked at the still shaking Rose Corridor and stretched out his hand at this moment: "Um... do you need my ability?"

The branches and leaves of the Rose Corridor began to rustle, and then the thin branches wrapped around her wrist. Although Huaiyu doesn't know which one he wants, it's not a bad thing to give him a little of both.

After thinking about it, she gently gathered a flower branch, and strands of purifying power surged toward the branches and leaves, spreading into the branches bit by bit.

But she stared at the Rose Corridor and looked left and right—

"It seems like nothing has changed."

After thinking about it, Huaiyu switched to the force of birth again.

Somehow, I felt particularly good after waking up today, and even giving out power was smoother than usual, as if I had evolved again in a dream.

She subconsciously gave more, and then she stood there, as if something came into her mind, and she was stunned for a moment.

There was darkness all around, and in the underground river, the water flowed quietly.

And her... ah no, the taproots and fibrous roots of the Rose Corridor spread all the way, up and down, and finally followed the mountains upwards, converging into one at the end...

Tree cocoon?

Huaiyu opened his eyes. The rose corridor in front of him had thick branches, shiny leaves, and pink and white flowers crowded together. The wind was filled with the fragrant fragrance of flowers.

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