Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

Chapter 412 Feeding



Chapter 412 Feeding

End of March 3040.

Before I know it, another year has passed. Ever since I took back the sweet potatoes, I haven’t grown much at home.

The temperature dropped significantly during this period. The highest temperature dropped from 30 degrees to 25 degrees, and the lowest temperature dropped from 20 degrees to 15 degrees. The average dropped by about 5 degrees.

The physical difference is not particularly big, but for plant growth it is much different.

Zhao Yeqing thought about it, and in order to avoid the long rainy season during spring sowing like last year, which would cause the seedlings of food crops to rot, he might as well just sow wheat in recently.

In this way, when the rainy season comes, the wheat has passed the seedling stage and tillering stage, and the resistance will be higher.

After wandering around the field and about to go home, Zhao Yeqing saw a little head on the edge of the fence not far away, peering in...

Again.

Zhao Yeqing couldn't help but laugh. He just stood there and watched. The raccoon dog that had been let go was poking its head on the fence.

They thought that after such a timid little thing was frightened, they would definitely not dare to steal food again, but they did not expect that from that day on, they would see the little thing secretly peeking at the fence from time to time.

I didn't eat secretly, but why did I seem to be being cheated?

When it first appeared, Zhao Yeqing was still wondering if it was another raccoon dog, but when he looked through the surveillance video before getting up in the morning, he saw a man holding a small piece of meat and the leftovers from last night. When the little half of a cucumber appeared outside the fence at the door...

Just tell me why the raccoon dog comes here every day. It turns out that someone caught him and fed him.

The two grew up together, separated for a few years and then reunited. They have been together for seven years now, and they understand each other thoroughly.

Mu Xi cooked two bowls of rice noodles. The soup of the rice noodles was cooked with minced pork, a few drops of soy sauce and sesame oil, and a large handful of fresh green chopped green onions. Season with a little salt, and there is no need to add any other seasonings. , just enough freshness and sweetness.

When Zhao Yeqing walked into the kitchen, he looked at Mu Xi with a look in his eyes that said, "Is there something you are hiding from me? Tell me honestly." '

There was nothing Mu Xi could hide from her, but it was just that one thing, so when he saw Zhao Yeqing's expression, he knew that his feeding had been discovered.

"Ahem, just feed some leftovers. I watched carefully and the raccoon dog didn't come in to eat."

Zhao Yeqing picked up a handful of rice noodles with her chopsticks and let the heat quickly dissipate in the air. She was actually not surprised that Mu Xi did this. When she was a child in Meishan, she would sneak out of the house because rabbits appeared near her house. Put some fruits in the corner.

Just thinking that if the rabbit comes back, he can eat fresh fruit.

In the end, the rabbit didn't eat at all, but it attracted a small nest of mice. Little Mu Xi didn't know that the mice ate it, so he thought he had successfully fed the rabbit, so he secretly let it go every day.

It was spring at that time, and there were no wild fruits in the mountains. The fruits sold in the market at the foot of the mountain were also very expensive. Later, when the fruits were gone, there was nothing to feed the family. The mouse had nothing to eat and drank and ran into the house while the door was open. It went inside, startling Grandma Mu, who was knitting a sweater.

After Grandpa Mu figured out the whole story, he picked up a broomstick and beat Mu Xi on the butt several times, and confiscated all his snacks.

Otherwise, the old people always say that when you are three years old, you look younger than when you are seven years old. Now that you are tall and tall, you still don’t like to feed furries.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yeqing couldn't help but curl up his lips.


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