Chapter 251 Plant something

  Jian Heng said: "Let me get some vegetables, and take a look at how your chives are growing!"

   "How long has it been, wait a little longer, don't worry, I won't hide it from your head office when it's ready to eat." Zhao Changshan joked with Jian Heng.

   "You can't hide it from me if you want to!" Jian Heng said as he walked to his side, and stretched his head to look at the vegetable seeds in Zhao Changshan's hand.

   "What's the matter?"

   "Mainly melons, winter melons, cucumbers, gourds, etc." Zhao Changshan shook the seed bag in his hand at Jian Heng.

  Jian Heng heard that there are even gourds, so he laughed and said: "Oh, I also made a lot of them, it's quite complete."

   "It's good to have a variety of melons, and it's good for those gangs of big-bellied men." Zhao Changshan said while planting the seeds in his hand on a piece of open ground at his feet.

   "Planted here?" Jian Hengduo asked.

  Zhao Changshan said: "Plant here first, and there is no roof over there. How can I plant it! Wait for the seedlings to emerge here and then transplant them."

   Jian Heng thought of his own space, so he said to Zhao Changshan: "Give me a few seeds, and I'm going to plant one too!"

   Zhao Changshan heard what Jian Heng said, and asked curiously: "You planted it? Where did you plant it?"

  He asked like this, but he took a palm-sized plastic bag honestly, and then blew open the bag to put seeds into it.

   "I'm just planting for fun, just give me some, just a few of each kind," Jian Heng said.

   "Planting for fun, okay, I'll bring you a few big watermelons, and two winter melon seeds, and..." While filling Jian Heng with seeds, Zhao Changshan couldn't stop talking in his mouth.

   "Okay, okay" Jian Heng said immediately when he saw that the seeds were half packed in the bag.

After handing over the seeds to Jian Heng, Zhao Changshan continued to dig his own small hole in the mud, then buried the seeds, added a little natural fertilizer, that is, horse and cow dung, and finally poured a little water on it. .

   In short, the work is quite serious.

   After planting a row, Zhao Changshan saw that Jian Heng hadn't left yet, so he turned his head and asked, "Don't you want to get vegetables? Why are you standing behind me? Why can you get vegetables while standing?"

  Jian Heng smiled and said: "I think the small shovel in your hand is good, I'm going to borrow it when you run out of it."

  With the seeds, Jian Heng realized that there was no shovel or shovel in his space, so he naturally fell in love with the one in Zhao Changshan's hands.

   Zhao Changshan heard this, and immediately said: "This thing can only be borrowed, but you must return it to me after you use it up. This shovel is not only for planting but also for weeding. One shovel can be used for multiple purposes."

   "Okay, I know cheapskate, can I send it back to you tomorrow when I run out?" Jian Heng said.

   "Okay, but you'd better go home and cook. I'll put the shovel here. You can get it when you come back after eating. Waiting here will waste your time."

  Jian Heng felt that what Zhao Changshan said made sense, so he picked some vegetables in the greenhouse and went home to cook.

In the evening, the standard four dishes and one soup continued, but the two sisters, Barley and Wheat, obviously did not pay attention to eating. They helped Jian Heng put the dishes on the table. Can't wait to get up.

   "How is your study?" After the two sisters, Barley and Wheat, finished praying before the meal, they let go of their hands and asked Jian Heng about their study in the afternoon.

   "I learned a technique, and I mastered it pretty well!" Jian Heng said.

  Balley then asked: "One technique? How many techniques are there?"

   "I don't know, there are about a dozen or twenty kinds!" Jian Heng's eyelids twitched to the dishes, and he couldn't stop stacking them in his bowl.

Hearing that there was only one technique, Maimai immediately showed a very disappointed expression on his face: "You learned one technique in just a few hours, did you put your heart into it? You didn't want to press us, and you just shirked it to lie to us, didn't you?" ?”

  Jian Heng said immediately after hearing this: "I lied to you to do something. This is the most important method. One method has already had a little effect, and all the ones I have pressed are good!"

  As soon as Jian Heng heard that there was a kind of wheat, he immediately sold it and boasted.

   "Then try it later?"

  Barley and Wheat looked at each other and said in unison.

  Jian Heng thought for a while and said, "Tonight, Barley can only try it first, so you can wait for tomorrow?"

  Wheat said very dissatisfied: "Why?"

Jian Heng put down the chopsticks in his hand, lifted his arms up, and put his hands in a weak look: "See, I almost didn't stop for several hours in the afternoon, and I can only press one person at night. Who made you talk so much just now!"

  Before he finished speaking, Jian Heng immediately picked up the bowl with his weak hands, picked up the chopsticks, and continued to walk among the plates quickly, without any feeling of 'powerlessness' at all.

   "Ouch! What are you doing!"

   While eating delicious food, Jian Heng suddenly felt a huge pain in his foot, immediately retracted his foot, and then yelled loudly at Maimai.

After Mai Mai stepped on Jian Heng's foot, she ate her meal as if nothing had happened, chewing slowly and gracefully. She gently picked up a small vegetable dish with chopsticks, put it on the rice in the bowl, and then Opened his small mouth, picked up vegetables and rice with chopsticks, slowly put them in his mouth, and chewed silently.

   "..." Jian Heng was speechless, so he could only draw back his feet and continue eating.

Mai Mai's posture is naturally pretending, she can't hold on without taking a few bites, and the speed of flying chopsticks and rice in the bowl will increase immediately, because if she eats like just now, she won't wait for half a bowl of rice After eating, the dishes she likes will be gone.

  At the dining table of Jian Heng’s family, it’s a bit exaggerated to say that the meal was a war, but it’s definitely not a gentleman. It’s equivalent to a reduced version of the restaurant, but it doesn’t have the neat sound of the restaurant.

   While eating, Jian Heng relaxed his vigilance, did he feel comfortable eating, and naturally stretched out his feet again.

But this time, Jian Heng seemed to be on alert. He suddenly felt a foot stretched out, and immediately retracted. He swallowed half of the food in his mouth, and mumbled, "I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding. Press OK! What do you mean when you keep getting stuck with me?"

   "It's not my feet!" Wheat said a little aggrieved.

   "It's not your feet, so who else has them?" Jian Heng swallowed the food while talking, then bent sideways and lifted the tablecloth to look under the table.

   Seeing the things under the table, Jian Heng realized that he had wrongly blamed Mai. This time it was not Mai's feet that came over, but Erhu.

  The current two tigers make Jian Heng quite speechless, not to say that the two tigers are frustrated and ugly. Instead, Erhu is now wearing a vest, which is still orange, at first glance, it looks like a rabbit wearing a traffic policeman's particularly conspicuous reflective vest.

   "Did the two tigers change their look again?"

   Originally planned to complain, but thinking about the safety of his own feet, Jian Heng decided to make a side note first and see the wind direction.

   "I made two pieces, and the two tigers can wear them differently!" Damai said.

  Jian Heng wanted to say that Erhu is a rabbit, its long hair is not white, not to mention the temperature, even if it is ten degrees lower, Erhu can move freely in the snow. It's a pity that Jian Heng knows that telling the two sisters about this matter is like playing the piano to a cow, they don't care about it at all, so they can only concentrate on dealing with the dishes on the table after a few words in their hearts.

After the meal, Barley and Wheat were in charge of washing the dishes, while Jian Heng set about arranging a foldable massage bed in a room, then adjusted the temperature in the room, and at the same time put the massage bed that Mr. Yao made himself. The oil for massage was also put out. There is no little sun in the house, so Jian Heng used warm water instead.

  After everything was done, Damai came in first. We were couples and everything happened, so there was nothing embarrassing. As soon as Damai came in, he took off his robe and lay down on the massage table.

Jian Heng didn't get started yet, Mai Mai also came in, she sat cross-legged on the bed in the room, Jian Heng subconsciously glanced at her direction, and immediately found that this girl was sitting a little more boldly .

   It’s hard to say, Jian Heng had no choice but to look away, and put his attention on Damai’s body, and began to press the acupuncture points one by one from the back to the feet with both hands.

   "Hiss... ah..." Barley couldn't help but let out a pleasant and sour cry.

  (end of this chapter)