The sun is shining and the blue sky.

The green bamboo forest sways its waist branches, and looks so graceful and charming under the sunlight.

Song Wen drove on the mountain road with a motorcycle, looking at the faint green bamboos on both sides of the mountain road, breathing the fragrance of green bamboos in the bamboo forest, and all his worries were wiped out.

Suddenly, he saw two little girls walking slowly in front of him with backpacks. He couldn't help but wonder, didn't he have already set up a bamboo door in front of him and wrote "Private important place, don't enter if you are idle." Why are there anyone running in?

However, it is normal for two fish that occasionally miss the net. He didn't care and just drove a motorcycle to whistle in front of the two of them.

"Baby, look at someone." The sparrow cheered when he saw the motorcycle passing by.

Originally, I saw a large green bamboo forest in the picture, and thought it would be very fun, but I didn't expect that it would be that way. The bamboo forest looked very beautiful, but it was too cold, and there was not even a ghost. It was quiet and terrifying, which made her worried, for fear that several people would suddenly rush out to seek money and kill her.

"Of course, don't you see a house on the map?" the baby said indifferently, as if everything was in her control.

"Oh, then let's go quickly! Go ahead."

As he said that, the sparrow walked forward quickly.

Having a house means someone’s family, popular, and a support. You don’t have to stay in this large bamboo forest, which is deserted and quiet, making people feel panicked.

When Song Wen returned home, he went to get a pickaxe to dig a pit for planting trees in the front yard.

The front yard is a room with one living room and two bedrooms, and there are two ear rooms on both sides of the left and right. On the left is the kitchen where the miscellaneous items are placed. Song Wen wanted to plant trees in the open space between the ear room and the courtyard gate.

After a while, Song Wen dug out two large pits, then shoveled some cow manure and chicken and duck manure in the pit, covered it with a layer of soil, then planted the red date seedlings and apple seedlings, and then poured them on the spring water in Ruyi Fan.

After planting the tree, he came to the backyard again, and used a knife to cut five holes on the top of the vine tree. Then he cut out the grafted branches and inserted them on the grape seedlings he bought, then tied them up and sprayed them with spring water from Ruyi Fan. In order to prevent the grape seedlings from dying, he hung a spring water drip bottle and even used the plastic film he bought to build a transparent hut for the vine tree to avoid frostbite.

After grafting the grapes, he sowed the rapeseed he bought on the already sorted vegetable bed, poured it on, and then took a small basket and walked out of the yard. He wanted to pick some osmanthus flowers and dried them, and wait for tea to drink later, otherwise it would be good to make osmanthus cake.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, a small stream suddenly appeared in front of you. There was a small bridge on the stream and there were houses beside the stream, just like the legendary paradise. The sparrow couldn't help but scream.

It was not because she was beautiful here, but because she had had enough of the quiet cat and the gloomy bamboo forest, and she rushed up the bridge happily. The baby followed closely behind.

When they arrived on the wooden bridge, the sparrows were cheering.

Suddenly, she felt a faint fragrance of flowers floating in the air, which smelled very nicely.

"Well, it seems to have a fragrance."

"It's the fragrance of osmanthus."

The baby smelled it and said, turning around and looking around, he found a blooming osmanthus tree by the lake not far away, so he ran over.

The sparrow quickly followed.

"Wow, it smells so good!" When we came to the tree, the sparrow squinted his eyes and said intoxicatedly, smelling the strong fragrance of flowers.

"Of course, osmanthus is the most fragrant."

The baby took it for granted, looked around and said to the sparrow, "Hurry up and take out the bag, we will pick some osmanthus flowers and go back to make red dates, white ears and osmanthus soup. My grandmother said that it can replenish blood, nourish the skin, regulate menstruation, and promote blood circulation. It has a lot of effects? In my grandmother's words, I ate it, 'white, fat, and chubby, and water passes through a flower branch.'"

The baby held his cute pretty face and looked white, fat and chubby.

"Really or not?" The sparrow was moved when he heard this.

"Why am I lying to you? Come and put the bag out and put it in."

As she said that, she took out a useless bag from her backpack, then looked around sneakily, and wanted to climb up the tree to pick it. Judging from her skillful appearance, it seemed that she had done a lot of such things.

Suddenly, the sparrow pulled her clothes and pointed to a pile of black things on the ground and asked, "Baby, what is this?"

In front of me was a pile of cow dung, which had not dried out yet, and a few white mushrooms had grown.

The sparrow has grown up in the city since childhood. In addition to going to school, she also goes to school. When she returns home, she also has clothes and food to open her mouth. Perhaps the cow has watched it on TV, but she has never heard of it.

"Cow dung." The baby glanced at it and said.

"Cow dung, which dung is it? The struggle or the anger of the angry young man?"

The sparrow squatted next to the cow dung curiously, observed it, and found a branch next to it and poked it.

"Not all, it's the feces of feces, it's the cow's. Hey, why are mushrooms growing?"

After a closer look, the baby saw white mushrooms growing on the cow dung. She had never seen them before, so she squatted down to study.

While looking, I picked up a branch and pushed apart a pile of fine soil on the cow dung. Suddenly, a few black bugs crawled out.

"This is called 'dung beetle'. My grandmother and others called it a push-out machine. I heard that they push cow dung all day long." The baby pointed to the little bug and introduced to the sparrow.

"'Dutish beetle', such an ugly name."

"Do you care if it sounds good or not. Sparrow, do you think this mushroom can be eaten?"

"Can't you eat it?"

"Why should we pick a few of them and go back to eat?"

"I don't eat what I grow from beef cakes? It's so disgusting!"

The sparrow's protest dispelled the baby's idea of ​​bringing some white mushrooms grown from cow dung to cook, and avoiding the two ignorant girls from accidentally eating poisonous mushrooms.

Song Wen walked out of the yard with a small basket and saw two girls who had seen in the bamboo forest squatting in front of a pile of cow dung and pointing at them. He didn't know what he was doing, so he walked over curiously.

The baby felt someone coming over, looked up and found that it was a wretched uncle with a messy hair and a bunch of bad beards. He couldn't help but stare at him and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

When the sparrow heard the sound, she looked up and found that she was a very stylish middle-aged uncle.

Song Wen was curious about what the two of them were doing in front of cow dung, and walked over without saying anything to the baby.

When the baby saw it, he jumped up and shouted in his fist, "Don't come over, otherwise I'm welcome, I know how to do national martial arts."

When the sparrow heard this, she couldn't help but admire her, and stars were almost popping up in her eyes.

Song Wen would naturally not be scared by this little girl. He glanced at her fist and thought to himself that this was also a national martial art. He held back his laughter and took a few steps forward and looked over.

Seeing his vulgar appearance, the baby thought he had some impolite thoughts, and suddenly shouted: "Snake Fist, Mantis Fist, Tiger and Crane Double-shaped Fist."

While she was screaming, she gestured at the classic moves of snake fist and mantis fist. When the tiger and crane double-shaped fist fist fist fist fist fist fist fist fist, her feet were unstable, and the person raised his hands and fell backwards. She fell on the pile of cow dung behind, and her back was covered with cow dung for a moment, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Song Wen saw it and burst into laughter heartlessly.

The sparrow widened her eyes in surprise, and her mouth was so open that it almost stuffed a fist.
Chapter completed!