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[Chanju Qiufeng] Chapter 090 Frost hangs on the branches, the fruit is blooming, the snow is still late and the sky is cold [Frost 5th]

White flowers on black background drive people to sleep,

Hiding in the house is afraid of the cold.

The land of Qilu is busy with farming,

Fighting to eat radishes is not because of greed.

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After walking a little south, I went to the area where the farmland was everywhere. A "buzzing" sound was always accompanied by my ears along the way.

Frost River used his immortal power and wanted to use the wind to help Jiuzhou knock out the noisy thing, but it was not successful. The noisy insect bit a big bag on Jiuzhou's finger. It was extremely itchy and also brought Sisi's pain.

------China Shenzhou? Qilu land-----

There is still a busy farming scene on the land of Qilu, with some places busy harvesting and some places busy sowing.

Of course, today the air is getting colder and colder, and the things I plant are mostly ripe side dishes. Radish and cabbage have been sown in early autumn, and now they have gradually grown a little.

The farmers were busy in the fields, and the noisy insects with black and white patterns seemed to fly around Jiuzhou without feeling tired, hoping to find an opportunity to bite a big bag for Jiuzhou.

This insect is not new, it is the most common mosquito in summer. In late autumn, these mosquitoes may feel that they are in short order, so they bit people like crazy.

People say, "Mosquitoes falling from frost bite their heads in a few days." But they forget that the mosquitoes bite the most itchy when they bite people. After all, this is the last trace left in this world by their efforts.

Not to mention the impact of mosquitoes on plants at this time.

Look, this mosquito got no benefit in Jiuzhou and then went into the fields and sucked the juice of the plants. In this way, the lives of these plants were threatened, and the harvest of farmers who planted these crops could not be guaranteed.

Meng Jiuzhou had heard of this before, and was worried as he watched the mosquitoes flying away from him and running towards the fields. Suddenly he regretted it would be bitten. When the mosquitoes were full, they would not waste those plants anymore.

Thinking of this, Jiuzhou stared at the movements of the mosquito, but he didn't expect the mosquito to fly...

The purposeful flying changed, and the mosquitoes bumped around like headless flies, shaking everything from east to west for a while.

Then it shaking, as if it could no longer flap its wings, and the "buzzing" sound that often accompanied the mosquitoes flying was also so low that it was inaudible.

Suddenly, the mosquito fell downwards and fell directly. In the direction of the mosquito falling, Jiuzhou saw the rising light smoke. It turned out that an experienced farmer burned mugwort in the fields, and the smoke made the mosquito faint!

Looking upwards with the smoke, the leaves of the plant were no longer piled up in summer. Only one or two of them were frozen and stiff, curled up, and carefully built a silk house for themselves. They had no strength to move any more.

Not far away, farmers were pulling radishes, and the huge radishes were pulled out of the ground by farmers.

The green and white gradient green radish can be eaten as fruit. Farmers do not drink water when they are resting at noon. They peel the green radish and make a "crack" bite, crispy and sweet, with a slight spicy smell, just dispelling the frost and cold air.

After a day passed, most of the radishes in the whole field were pulled out, and the farmers piled the radishes in their cars and sent them to the vegetable cellar that had been dug long ago.

I left some radish to take home, and some were made into night food, and some were left to my chefs at home to make radish strips and dried.
Chapter completed!
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