It's the weekend again.

During the rest days, Lin Fang can sleep in.

He just thought of going to Hongxing Farm to clean up some of the beginning and end, so he didn't stay in the house for too long.

Before dawn, Lin Fang washed up and pushed open the door.

The rice, flour, grain and oil in the bamboo closet in Xier Room were all prepared. Last night, Lin Fang reminded Yu Li to go out today.

Maybe she was not at home for a day, so she was responsible for the old lady's food, clothing, daily life.

Yu Li knew that Lin Fang was very filial and agreed very happily. She made up her mind to serve the old lady well.

It wasn't just for the old lady to say anything good to Lin Fang in front of her, she just simply felt that

This is one of the few places that I can help Lin Fang.

Lin Fang made the bamboo closet with him, so he didn't deliberately show his aesthetic taste.

Just make things and sway them there, and it looks more comfortable than others' homes.

Similarly, the extra bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets and bamboo stools in the house were made by himself using bamboo planted in the space.

In order to do this, he deliberately cut the bamboo and made it out of space, and carried it back on his bicycle.

The improvement of life cannot be achieved overnight, so Lin Fang can only make trouble little by little.

The neighbors and neighbors in Siheyuan got used to these changes, and finally made major changes.

It will be natural to change to Lin Fangxinyi's appearance.

Lin Fang carried two pockets and threw them in the back seat, pushed the car out of the backyard.

As soon as he left the hanging flower door, he saw the little widow washing clothes.

Seeing Lin Fang pushing the car out, she glanced at him and didn't say hello, as if she didn't see him.

He was still standing there and rubbing his clothes.

Seeing this, Lin Fang found it a little funny.

Two days ago, Yao Lihua came to see her and stayed at his house for breakfast. She also chatted with the deaf old lady for a long time.

Since that day, Qin Huairu has never been to the backyard again.

When she saw Lin Fang, she didn't say hello and sulked.

Lin Fang didn't even hanged at her, pretending that he didn't see it.

After stretching for several days, Lin Fang thought that he had to give her a sweet date, or he would stretch it down again.

Maybe he would stretch the little widow into someone else's bed.

Lin Fang pushed the car to the laundry pool and greeted him: "Sister Qin, where are you doing the laundry?"

Qin Huairu's clothes were rubbed and tears began to fall down.

Seeing this, Lin Fang knew it well, and was afraid that Qin Huairu had been tortured these days.

The relationship between men and women has never been said to be 50% or 50%.

The one who is moved first, no matter how hard he fights, he will only lose and lose.

Lin Fang took Qin Huairu's hand out of the laundry pool, held it in his palm and covered her for a while.

Although it is already March, the late spring is still very cold.

Lin Fang's palm was very hot, and he slowly warmed Qin Huairu's cold hands, which also melted her cold heart.

"Sister Qin, don't freeze your hands. I will feel distressed."

"You won't feel sorry for me! How can I, a widow who has given birth to three children, besides my daughter!"

Lin Fang knew that Qin Huairu was taking the opportunity to vent, so he didn't comfort him and didn't explain.

Just let go of his hands and lift the two pockets on the back seat and place them at Qin Huairu's feet.

He said: "One pocket contains ten kilograms of white flour, and the other pocket is potatoes and sweet potatoes.

I didn't pay attention to how much I installed it, it should be quite a lot.

By the way, there is a piece of bacon in the bag of potatoes, don’t forget to take it out first.”

After hearing these words, Qin Huairu could no longer say the words Lin Fang felt sorry for her.

She cursed Lin Fang with resentment: "You are my enemy!"

Lin Fang knew that the situation was calm from now on, so he didn't stay much, and said with a smile: "Don't be busy, take your pocket back first,

I remember telling Bang Teng that I would go to the garden to check in the evening to see his overall results over the past few days.

Don't forget the eggs."

"become!"

Qin Huairu agreed and asked, "You went out so early, wouldn't you go to Pigeon Market again?"

Lin Fang stared at her and said, "Don't ask about the matters of mankind!"

"spit!"

Qin Huairu noticed that Lin Fang's eyes fell on her ass, and her face turned red.

She gave Lin a blank look, lifted her pocket and left: "I understand, man! If you like to talk, don't you say it, you can go there!"

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Lin Fang was relatively free when he rode his own bike instead of taking the bus.

Along the way, he can take a walk and take a look with a choice, and he doesn't have to take the main path.

If you have nothing to do, you can turn to the path and see if there are any suitable plants around.

After a little effort, Lin Fang found a mulberry.

The mulberry tree grows under the dirt slope on the roadside, a little distance from the path.

The fruits on the trees are not very mature yet, most of them are still green.

Even if you can see some red, it will change from green to red, and the purple and black ones are almost invisible.

Lin Fang climbed onto the tree, broke a suitable branch and threw it into the space, and carried it into the soil.

Mulberries are relatively easy to grow, and they can survive whether they are cuttings, grafting or pressing.

Lin Fang broke up a branch and threw it into the soil to plant it, so he basically didn't have to worry about it.

Lin Fang broke the branches and did not intend to stay on the tree for too long, so he was about to slide down from the tree.

"Hey, where did the foreigner come from? Are you going to steal our fruit?"

Lin Fang heard someone shouting and looked in the sound.

I saw a black boy wearing a coarse cotton jacket.

He was about twelve or thirteen years old. I don’t know if he was running out of heat or was used to it, but he didn’t buckle the cotton jacket and was open.

He was also carrying a wooden stick taller than him in his hand and leaned on the ground.

"Your family?"

Lin Fang came down from the tree, looked around, and said, "This tree grows on the side of the road, I thought it was wild."

The black boy seemed to be looking at a fool, and he shouted: "Wild people should not be pecked by birds?"

Have you ever seen wild fruit trees grow so well? I often prune our fruit trees!"

He didn't say it, Lin Fang didn't pay attention.

This mulberry tree is really shorter than the wild ones, and it has many results.

The spacing between branches is also relatively reasonable, and there is no mess of wanton growth.

Lin Fang smiled and reimbursed: "I heard you say that, it's true! My fellow villager, it's mine,

I don't know that this tree has a master. Do you think this is good? I will pay you a pack of sheep horns and honey.

Even if we have passed this matter, wouldn’t it be fine?”

Seeing the oil paper bag that Lin Fang handed over, the black boy did not relax his vigilance.

He held the wooden stick in his hand and shouted, "Stop, who knows if you are a bad person!"

You put the thing on my stick first, and I will check it out before talking about it!”

Lin Fang was a little amused, but he didn't have the same knowledge as this black boy.

Fortunately, after making these things like sheep horn honey, dried fruit, bamboo cans of tea, and bamboo cans,

Lin Fang has two types: food at home and giving it to others. There is not so much emphasis on what he eats at home.
To be continued...