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"Well, my younger brother picked it. The cucumbers my mother planted are so delicious. We will pick them later and let Aunt Wang mix them well and serve them to my mother." Bao'er carefully looked at the cucumber leaves, and found them next to the wooden shelf. Looking for grown cucumbers, Uncle Zeng picked two back two days ago, and Mother made Aunt Wang a cold salad, and he saw that Mother's food was delicious.

  Xiaoyingzi watched his two younger brothers still looking for them, and said anxiously: "Kun'er, Yu'er, don't take off the ones that haven't grown up, it's a pity, you see, this one could have grown up."

Xiao Yingzi turned around and saw Xiao Chenyu wanted to pick another cucumber, so he quickly stopped him and scolded: "Chenyu, you are crazy, this cucumber is not yet ripe, and it will be eaten in such a small bite, if it grows up, you can eat it." Let’s have a plate of cold mix, don’t you want a beating?”

  Xiao Chenyu withdrew his little hand and retorted: "You have wronged me, I just wanted to see what it looked like when I was a child, so I didn't want to pick it up!"

  He will never admit that he wants to taste the taste of this little cucumber?

  Xiao Chenyang stood beside the bamboo basket, impatient with the heat, and shouted loudly: "Are you ready? We're going back, it's hot and dry. I haven't memorized the book that my husband asked us to memorize."

  Bao'er searched for the cucumber that had grown up but didn't find it, and wiped off his sweat: "Come back, come back, brother is home, come here quickly."

   "Well, okay, Sister Yingzi, let's go back and enjoy the sun!" Belle jumped out of the ridge, the sun is too big and hot.

  Xiao Yingzi stepped forward and dragged Xiao Chenyu back, dragged him out of the vegetable field, lifted the small bamboo basket, and smiled to his brothers: "Let's go back, hurry up, the day is too big."

   "Oh, it's too hot, I'll run first." Xiao Chenyang couldn't take it anymore, so he ran to the front alone.

  For many days in a row, Yang Lan'er was imprisoned in the room by Tan Anjun to recuperate, at most she wandered around the yard in the morning and evening, for which she was full of resentment.

   Looking at someone who was sitting at the opposite table leisurely reading a book, he was upset: "Sir, have you finished all the work in the field?"

Tan Anjun raised his eyelids, his gaze remained on the book, and replied: "Two days ago, the barren land was completely planted with crops, which are the seedlings you raised in the backyard. Zeng Qingsheng arranged for someone to transplant them into the field. .”

   "Oh, he is quite meticulous in his work." Yang Lan'er raised her eyebrows, Zeng Qingsheng actually transplanted all the seedlings she raised, um, not bad!

   "What have they been up to lately?"

  Tan Anjun raised his head from the book, looked at his little wife's fair face, and said with a doting smile: "Lady, you are just worrying about your life, can you rest in peace?"

   "Yes, I haven't been out of the room for a long time, and I have gained weight."

  Tan Anjun glanced at her, the little wife exaggerated, and chuckled meaningfully: "I don't feel enough for my husband, my wife should eat more in the future."

  Yang Lan'er's body froze slightly, feeling like a searchlight swept by, "..."

  Tan Anjun caught a glimpse of his little wife's slightly changed face, and changed the topic: "After finishing the farming work in the wasteland, I sent some people back to the village."

   "Oh, back to the village?" Sure enough, Yang Lan'er's attention shifted instantly.

   "Well, let Zeng Qingsheng be responsible for demolishing our old house and rebuilding a two-entry yard, lady, is two-entry yard enough?"

  Yang Lan'er's cherry lips parted lightly: "Two entrances are enough, but now it's rebuilding two entrances, is the homestead enough? If the wasteland around the old yard is unowned, we'll buy it all. What do you think?"

  (end of this chapter)