Wearing drizzle, walking on the mountain path holding hands, both of them felt very comfortable. The two puppies were chasing each other, happily like two elves, running around them, rolling and fighting.

Calm…harmonious…

"You said, why did Mrs. Liu grow so much land? I'm a little worried." Thinking of the experiences these days, Wei Qingqing's little face became bitter.

Liu's family planted 8 acres of land, all of which were planted on the cobs. Zheng Baoer also made autumn holidays and helped her mother break the sticks together. The leaves of the corn were serrated. The mother and the mother broke the sticks for two days, and their arms and faces were almost scratched by the corn leaves, and they were sweating a little... Every night when they came back, Xiao Baoer was thrusting and playing. Yang Ming felt very pitiful when he saw Xiao Baoer's bitter look, so he helped Liu's wife get down to the floor and break the sticks together the next day. Wei Qingqing had never done farm work and felt that it was nothing, so she just followed her husband and wife and followed her to break the sticks together. Who knew that when she got into the green gauze tent, she realized the hardship of the farmers...

"Or don't go tomorrow..." Yang Ming said with some distress.

"I think now, when we help Mrs. Liu break the stick, will your parents also break the stick in the field?" Wei Qingqing said.

"Our family bought a harvester two years ago. If the corn cob is ripe, they will be broken down after driving it." Yang Ming said.

The two of them went home together. Wei Qingqing went straight into the wing room in the front yard. There, the pigeons had hatched a pair of young pigeons. The pigeon hatched for 18 days, and the growth rate of young pigeons was the same every day. In such ten days, the pair of young pigeons had grown small awls. Wei Qingqing had to go to the pigeon's nest to take a good look every day.

"I have grown a lot again, and their small awls are almost blooming..." Wei Qingqing said happily.

Yang Ming also followed in with great interest, and the couple watched the young pigeon with great enthusiasm.

The couple surrounded the pigeon's nest and pointed happily, but the father was so anxious outside that his mother was in a row, and his mother was even more eyeing her. Her wings were trembling. As long as you dare to touch, I would dare to pat you.

The two little pigeons were cut off their wings, so they couldn't fly high, so the nest was made on the ground. Wei Qingqing frowned, "Husband, do you think the pigeon nest is a little lower? If a mouse comes out at night, you won't take the little pigeon away?"

"It's over, how can you talk about rats in front of the pigeon's nest? You can't say this thing. If you say it, a mouse will come out to take the pigeon away at night." Yang Ming stroked his forehead and said.

"No way?" Wei Qingqing was a little disbelief. This was too mysterious.

"It was Mr. Niu who told me..." Yang Ming said.

Uncle Niu is the old man who sold Wei Qingqing and pigeons. When Yang Ming and his wife went to Majiagou to go to the market a few days ago, they met Uncle Niu again. At that time, Uncle Niu said that there was a pair of "ideas" at home that would be available in two weeks and they would keep it for them.

Ideas, a type of ornamental pigeon, have a short beak and white body, but a small dot the size of a corn kernel on the tail and forehead is black. Of course, black is only most, and red is also there.

"Ah? What should I do?" Wei Qingqing was anxious. She watched the two young pigeons grow up day by day. If they were taken away by rats, she would not feel much uncomfortable.

"How do I know what to do? Why don't you get Meow Meow?" Yang Ming thought for a while and said.

By the way, Yang Ming also took the time to get Meow Meow to the farm space for a few days. This guy is now lazy and always looks listless, but looking at his shaking little ears, you know that this guy is alert.

"It won't be stolen, right? It's so despicable..." Wei Qingqing showed a trace of distrust on her face. She said that Meow Meow was a good player to catch mice, but it was like a fantasy to let it protect a pair of chicks. It would be nice if this guy didn't eat it himself, especially since she had witnessed the entire process of Lao Li's big white cat catching birds. She thought that her ability to catch birds was no worse than that big white cat.

"Is it good to eat birds in the cage? If it wants to eat these two little pigeons, wouldn't it have eaten them long ago?" Yang Ming cleared the name of Meow Meow.

"Okay! Let's lock it in the wing room tonight." Wei Qingqing chose helplessly to believe meow meow.

The two left the wing room and returned to the room to cook. The couple worked together, one brushed the pot and the other cut vegetables.

Wei Qingqing was brushing the pot and suddenly stopped: "Husband, I'm still a little worried. How about you picking the little pigeons into the farm space?"

"In the space, ten days a day. When I release them tomorrow, you won't recognize them." Yang Ming was cutting a piece of frozen porcelain pork belly and said after hearing this.

In the pasture of the farm space, all four pigs have given birth to two litters. The first litter has even grown into pigs and can reproduce. A pair of meat pigeons has also hatched three litters. The first two litters have grown and joined the ranks of breeding offspring. The pasture is prosperous.

"Okay..." Wei Qingqing thought for a while and continued to clean the pot.

"Aunt Qingqing, what did I bring to you?" At this time, Zheng Baoer ran in happily in the drizzle. In her hand, she was holding a string of grasshoppers strung with dog tail grass.

"Grasshopper? When did you catch it?" Wei Qingqing looked at the grasshopper and her eyes lit up. There was no lack of harvest in farm work these days. The grasshopper was just one. When Yang Ming caught a string of grasshoppers and brought it home to stir-fry it, Wei Qingqing fell in love with this kind of delicacy.

"It was drizzling in the second half of the day, and the grasshoppers' wings were wet. When the cold wind blew, they couldn't even jump, just like picking up." Zheng Baoer said proudly.

"Immediately, brew salt water and soak it up." Wei Qingqing's mood improved.

"Oh!" Zheng Baoer responded, ran to the cupboard, took out a large bowl, poured water into the bowl, sprinkled some salt, stroked the skewers one by one, took off their wings, and soaked them in the salt water.

"If you eat too much of this thing, you can easily get mouth sores." Yang Ming reminded.

"For the sake of food, I've tried my best." Wei Qingqing didn't care at all. After finishing the pot, she went outside to pick up firewood and burn the fire.

Yang Ming's family has moved here this year, and there is no stored firewood. However, they guard the mountains and cut two handfuls of grass for a meal. The couple usually go to the back mountain to cut down some sick trees that are not growing in the place, and keep them as firewood. A lot of them have survived this month.

"Aunt Qingqing, it will be Mid-Autumn Festival in three days. My mother said she wanted to bake mooncakes. The mooncakes my mother baked are the best. I will send some to you and Uncle Yang at that time." Xiao Baoer said while picking grasshoppers.

"No, it's September 19 today... It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival..." As soon as Xiao Baoer reminded him, Wei Qingqing finally remembered, "We're almost forgetting our lives."

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will go back to the city. Anyway, our new house has been installed. Take my parents and you and I will spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together." Yang Ming said.

"Finish!" Wei Qingqing thought, that's the case. Anyway, those two houses were for them to live in.

"Uncle and Auntie, aren't you here to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Xiao Baoer's face collapsed.

Since her father went on a long journey, the little girl has been dependent on her mother. Originally, her grandparents were still alive, but rural people lack enthusiasm for the girl, and the two elders don’t like her very much. The little girl is very happy with her uncle and aunt who moved to the next door to her house these days. She feels very happy and feels that someone is in love with her. Deep in her heart, she has already regarded her uncle and aunt as relatives, and she always loves her to run here if she has something to do. During the reunion festival, she also hopes that her uncle and aunt can spend it with her.

"Hmph, little girl, do you want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with your aunt? Go to the big city." Wei Qingqing burned fire, seducing Xiao Baoer.

"Really?" Xiao Baoer's eyes lit up, but then it became dim. "Dad is on a long journey, and I don't know when he will come back. My friends all said that my dad will never come back. Now my mother and I are the only ones at home. If I leave again, my mother will have to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival alone..."

"..." Wei Qingqing and Yang Ming looked at each other and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!