Ye Yaodong looked at the soil bananas at his feet and cut down three trees. One or two bunches were cut off each tree. It should be okay, right? There are still many hanging on them.

"Okay, I'll just go to your place. I have enough. I'll go to your place to cut some and bring it back to Xiaoxiao."

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have run around. I would have walked to the back mountain." Xiaoxiao carried the bamboo pole and walked down again.

Aguang helped Ye Yaodong get those bananas, "I have quite a lot of them there. You have so many people in your family and you have so many children, so just chop some more and get them back."

"Why are you chopping so much? I can't finish it all at once, so I'll leave it to spoil. After I finish eating, I'll go to your place to chop it."

"That's up to you."

The three of them walked excitedly to the back mountain. The locals called it back mountain, but it was actually called Linggang Mountain, which was right next to Aguang's house.

The three of them were pretty good with their hands, pulling up leaves and weeds along the road as they walked. Ye Yaodong looked at the reeds on the roadside, picked up two of them and touched them, and then stretched them out to scratch his little neck.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

"Try to see if the hair will fall out. You can pull it out a little and tie it to the broom."

"You can?"

"I can't, my grandma can, forget it, she's already old."

"What's the point? She looks in good health. She can move very freely. She's not deaf or blind. Find something for her to do! The old man can't be too idle. When he's idle, he can't sit still and wants to pick up a hoe.

.”

This is true!

"I'll do it later, as I haven't bought anything for the new home yet."

Aguang reminded: "If you want to pull it out, you should do it early. If it is later, you will probably have to pull it out for others. In the past few days, I have seen several people running around to pull out this thing. They have all made a selection and sold it. Now they have everything."

It can be sold."

Many of the random things that grow on the mountains can be turned into valuables in the hands of people in their village.

"knew."

Don’t be surprised that I changed my pen name.

It used to be called "a glass of ice lemonade", but now it's called "rice of rice"
Chapter completed!