Only then did Lu Ao remember that this person's body was probably full of mud and water.

This was like scolding a bald man in front of a monk. Lu Ao was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and said nothing.

Songzhou pretended he didn't see it and asked, "Where is your land?"

"To the southwest, towards the river." Lu Ao picked up the small hoe and hesitated, "Shall we walk there?"

"No need." Song Zhou gently put his arm around his shoulders, "I'll take you there."

Songzhou's fingers felt slightly cold.

Lu Ao felt that he might be too sensitive. Even though he was separated by a layer of clothes, he could still feel the warmth of Song Zhou's fingers coming through the clothes, almost without force.

While he was thinking wildly, Lu Ao felt his eyes blur. The next second, they had arrived at the end of his house.

Before Lu Ao had time to speak, Song Zhou looked at the patch of vegetables grown by Lu Ao and admired in his eyes, "You are good at growing vegetables."

"It all depends on careful care."

Lu Ao stared at the grass on the vegetable patch at his feet and frowned. He had just pulled it out the day before yesterday and the grass had grown again.

These grasses fully absorb the fertilizer, and each plant grows fat and tender, which is better than growing vegetables.

Song Zhou followed his gaze to the grass and chuckled, "Is it troublesome to pull the weeds?"

Lu Ao complained seriously, "It's very troublesome."

Song Zhou smiled again, then suddenly bent down and put his hand on the soil, flicking it gently.

Lu Ao looked at Song Zhou in confusion and was about to ask a question.

The next moment, all the weeds in the vegetable field withered, and in just a moment, they all turned into hay.

He widened his eyes, looked at the fields, and then at Songzhou.

Song Zhou stood up and said, "You won't have to pull weeds from now on."

Lu Ao couldn't help but take a few more steps. As far as he could see, all the weeds were dead. The vegetables seemed to have received some kind of supplement, and the plants were green and tender.

Lu Ao murmured: "This is too amazing."

"It's a small thing, nothing to worry about." Song Zhou looked at the field and said, "By the way, I helped you get rid of some insects. Your vegetables should grow well."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome." Song Zhou looked at him, "What else do you want to do?"

"Water..."

Song Zhou laughed, "Stop watering it, let it rain."

Talking about Songzhou looking at the sky.

The clouds in the sky drifted in front of them at some point, and it started to rain.

It didn't rain heavily, but it was very humid.

The area below is precisely around the two acres of land owned by Lu Aozhong, which is extremely convenient.

Lu Ao originally wanted to come and pull the weeds and water them, but in the end he only saw Song Zhou perform the magic once.

Even after Songzhou left for a long time, Lu Ao still couldn't come back to his senses.

It was completely dark, and he sat in the yard to catch his breath, facing himself for the first time.

What Songzhou can do? Maybe Long Xing can do it too?

Songzhou helped, and Lu Ao's plan was completed ahead of schedule.

After he finished dinner, it was not yet eight o'clock, far from the time for him to go to bed, so he could play with his mobile phone more.

Lu Ao thought of the guests at Lingong Shang's house.

He always had a bad premonition, so he simply asked on WeChat: Lin Gongshang, has your guest’s fever gone away?

-No, the fever just started again, thirty-eight degrees.

-The people in the city are not in good health. I have asked them to take antipyretics and fall asleep. Distress.jpg

Lu Ao frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of a possibility: What else did they do besides fishing for squid yesterday?

-nothing much

Lu Ao: Think again

Lin Gongshang was confused: We just caught and ate squid. By the way, we even caught a black sea bream.

Lu Ao asked: Were they injured by the black sea bream?

-It doesn’t count. They were inexperienced. They went to catch black sea bream with bare hands and were stabbed with a small wound on the back.

Lu Ao stared at the phone screen and typed slowly: It may be infected. Can you see if there are any signs of ulceration on their legs?

-Infect?

-Well, it might be marine bacteria or something. You go and take a look first.
Chapter completed!