Second, when the trumpet rang, Long Jianhua's rice was half cooked. This was a living habit developed in his previous life. As long as he was in normal health and had no excessive fatigue, he would get up at six o'clock.

It’s still white rice today, but I still cook the Chinese food together in the morning.

After the rice was ready, he came to the floor and untied the ten bundles of powerful spirit immortals he picked up yesterday, and then placed them neatly on the ground one by one. After all, it occupied more than half of the floor. Seeing this situation, he frowned. He only raised five pounds yesterday, less than 20%, which means that the floor could not be so much sunbathed at all.

After turning around, he took out a hatchet and quickly came to the water bamboo bushes I saw yesterday. He quickly cut off more than half of them, totaling eighteen. After carrying the water bamboo back to the floor, he removed the bamboo branches, cut the one into bamboo strips, and then tied the water bamboos one by one to some trees in the woods behind the house.

I returned to the floor and looked at the seventeen clothes drying rods I made, and I felt very proud, "You have to use your brain to do things. If it is not enough, the tree in front of the house is also a clothes drying column."

The broadcast stopped and it was seven o'clock.

He quickly ate the breakfast, washed the lunch box, tied the scabbard around his waist, and went out with a shoulder pole.

It’s still sunny today, so you should work as early as possible and be cooler.

As he walked up the road, he turned his head and looked down, and snorted in confusion, "What's wrong with me? It turns out that the wild boar didn't come last night... Are you afraid of direct light beams? I haven't heard of this before."

When I arrived at the land of Weiling Immortal, all the leaves that were pulled out of Weiling Immortal have wilted and the surface of the root system is grayish white.

He cut another bamboo into bamboo strips, then started to tie it, tie it up and carry it back. The movement was fast, like a bicycle equipped with a motor.

When putting down the third labour, the whistle of Captain Chen Daniu sounded, and then a loud roar came out, "Now, the strong labor force builds haystacks, and others pull the grass on and down the ridges of the fields!"

If Long Jianhua starts working now, he will have to tease the women in the team.

Such a job is not tiring, it is equivalent to a Xiuxi after a double fight

In rural areas, double-grabbing is the most tiring, because to grab time, it must be completed within that period of time. Either the rice is ripe, or the wind and rain will cause the millet to fall and the seedlings will fall, which will lead to a reduction in yield. Similarly, late rice seedlings must be planted, and the sooner they survive, the better. This is related to everyone who spends food, everyone will put in twelve points of effort.

There is also some benefit in working in the production team. You will remember the work when you go, and you will not remember if you don’t go, and you don’t need to take leave or anything else. Therefore, when he heard Chen Daniu’s shouting, he didn’t make a sound, put down his load, pulled out the shoulder pole, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

Last night, Qin Wenbo left shortly after dinner. After Long Jianhua sent him away, he fell asleep. When he felt full of energy, his body returned to his current state. Therefore, the weight of each load is heavier than yesterday, basically more than fifty kilograms.

Although I really wanted to finish it as soon as possible, the motor's endurance was limited after all, and his speed was getting slower and slower. At first it was running, then moving.

After transporting back ten throttles in a row, he sat on the ridge of the ditch for a while. When the sun was above his head, he carried twenty-nine throttles and rested for a while after dinner.

The speed in the afternoon was getting slower and slower. When I was carrying it back ten angstroms, the sunset was gone, and the person was weak in all limbs. Walking was like stepping on cotton.

After lying on the floor for a while, he yelled, "No, get up and cook, and you still have to catch protein!" He turned over and stood up.

Protein is a big deal...

After dinner, it was already a cool breeze, and the sky was covered with stars. He took the pot and lunch box to the ditch to wash it clean.

Then he carried a horse lantern and searched in the pile of firewood for a while, found a piece of water bamboo tail, and returned to the house and made a T-shaped strip, which was about two feet long, with a pointed top of the strip.

Put the T-shaped bamboo strip into the iron bucket, carry the iron bucket in the left hand and the flashlight in the right hand, and go out barefoot.

Walking along the ridge of the south ditch, before walking ten meters, I saw a frog floating in the ditch with its front paws resting on the grass beside the ditch.

Long Jianhua whispered, "I'm sorry, I know you're catching bugs, but I urgently need protein now."

He quietly put down the iron bucket, rushed forward with a quick glance, and with his right hand, the big frog was caught in his hand, full of one hand, at least four taels.

Clip the flashlight under your right armpit and string it into the T-shaped bamboo strip.

After walking for more than ten meters, a larger frog squatted on the ridge of the ditch. He gently lowered the iron bucket again and moved forward quietly. When the distance was only more than one foot, he slowly stretched out his hand.

The big frog rose up and rushed directly to the opposite side of the ditch, leaving a urination in the air, and soon disappeared.

So soon, I became a sperm...

Next, some frogs ran away and some were caught. However, Long Jianhua had a standard. The frog's thighs were not as thick as his fingers, and they only looked at them.

At this time, there were too many of these things. When he came to the first hill where the ditch flowed, he had already captured eight.

Standing on the ridge of the field, looking down, hundreds of layers of terraced fields shining white under the moonlight, and a layer of mist was shrouded in it, which was very beautiful.

Long Jianhua shook his head. Now is not the time to appreciate this, and there is still something to do.

Retract your gaze and walk forward along the ridge of the field, and scan the ridge of the field and the fields. Loaches are ignored, frogs are ignored, and eels are ignored.

As soon as I reached the second hill, a big frog flew up from the ridge of the field and rushed into the middle of the field, falling into the water. The frog's urine sprinkled on the water, which was more than one meter long; the frog had at least six taels...

Unexpectedly, I encountered this situation as soon as I stepped onto the ridge of the field. Long Jianhua was shocked. He stood there and stopped for a few seconds before saying to himself, "Look, I'm scared you. A meal of frog meat is enough, I won't catch you anymore."

Then he walked slowly, and the flashlight scanned three feet above the edge of the field.

Before walking two meters, he smiled and said, "The eel with a thumbs-sized height is my dish."

On the edge of the field, a golden eel lies beside a cluster of seedlings. Seeing the light shining, it only swims slowly.

He took loaches and took eels lightly. Long Jianhua remembered the trick of catching eels and loaches.

Put down the iron bucket and slowly stretch your hand towards the eel. When you reach the eel, slowly reach into the water. Then quickly grab the eel in the front part, quickly close your hand towards the iron bucket. The eel has reached the bottom of the iron bucket and swims inside, stimulating the restless frog to the point of bounce.

"It's golden in the water, but it's yellow and reddish-brown in the bucket. Could it be that eels are also chameleons? Whether it's a chameleon or not, it's my dish right away!"

When he was down to the ninth hill, ten large eels had entered the iron bucket. In addition, three large frogs caught. He walked slowly and said to himself, "Actually, three eels can eat a meal, but now they have caught so many. I am really a little greedy. After walking through this hill, I am determined to go home and can't be greedy anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped moving forward and then slowly retreated.

On the ridge two meters in front of him, a black and white snake was there, and the snake's head was raised high and looked at him. The snake's letter quickly stretched and stretched, and its shaking tail made a "whisper" sound.

Silver ring snake!

"Damn it! If I had known this, I would rather not go down to this hill."

After returning to the ridge of the Eighth Hill Field, he quickly walked towards his house and shone it on the back with a flashlight from time to time.

He was afraid of snakes in his life. Even though he had eaten many kinds of snakes in his previous life, he still felt numb when he saw a living snake.
Chapter completed!