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Chapter 51 Autumn Harvest

Author: Qi Liang Broken Silver

Miaomiao is very honest to a certain extent.

For example, in this matter, Dr. Zeng really helped her family a lot, so she was very happy no matter what he asked her to do. And she herself was already ready to pick the medicinal materials and wait until the harvest was over.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Dr. Zeng was teaching her how to read, starting with the Three Character Classic.

Well, Cheng Miaomiao corrected him: "It's not just me, but also brother Ji Huai. The two of us can read together."

Ji Huai, who had lost his memory and was illiterate, was also arrested by Dr. Zeng. The most important thing was that he was just sitting around watching the fun, which made Cheng Miaomiao feel very uneasy. She made a stern request to join him in the small class.

Dr. Zeng: How can I not listen to my future apprentice?

Therefore, the child Zeng Ziji suddenly discovered one day that he seemed to have become the senior brother of his two friends. He was shocked and opened his mouth wide, and then happily shouted: "Junior sister, junior brother."

What could Cheng Miaomiao say about this, she could only shout happily: "Senior brother!"

It wasn't until she started to read that Cheng Miaomiao suddenly discovered that the text in the "Illustrated Book of Mountains and Seas" was different from the text of this dynasty, but she could understand what was written on it at a glance, like an instinct.

This further illustrates the close relationship between this illustrated book and the mountain god.

Cheng Miaomiao was unable to explore more mysteries for the time being, so she could only find a way to obtain enough illustrations first. However, during the period of harvesting rice, in addition to the medicinal materials at the teacher's house next door, she only gained two kinds of illustrations——

Rice and wheat.

At the same time, with the opportunity of being included, I discovered the reason for the decrease in grain production in Xiaohe Village: in addition to the soil reasons caused by drought, more importantly, the seeds themselves are not high-yielding seeds. They are planted from generation to generation, and in the end only bad ones are left.

Characteristics.

Cheng Miaomiao looked at the unkind comments about seeds in the illustrated book and couldn't help but touch her nose.

The content of the entire illustrated book so far can be divided into two major categories, animals and plants.

All plants must be included in the illustrated book only after observing their growth conditions and touching the complete plant, so it was not until today that Cheng Miaomiao actually included these two staple foods in the illustrated book.

As for the collection of animals, it is very convenient. Just touch them lightly and they will be automatically included.

And when the illustrated book encounters a species in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it will automatically pop up to remind Cheng Miaomiao, like Little Fat Yi, Gray Ear, and the unfortunately deceased little teal duck. They all restored a lot of strength to Cheng Miaomiao.

At least, it is still possible to plant a rice plant now.

At this moment, she was squatting next to the field ridge, watching her father and mother, fully armed, covering her from head to toe. They were holding a large bundle of rice and beating the wooden barn. This was to beat the rice and dust.

Debris flew everywhere.

The four sides of the wooden warehouse are actually embedded with two simple rice beds made of many thin bamboo slices.

They beat the rice onto bamboo sheets, which are specially used for threshing grains. When the grains in the warehouse are almost accumulated, they will use bamboo beaters to put all the rice into bags, tie the openings with ropes, and put them in the bags.

Waiting in the field to carry it home.

When Cheng Erlang and Ye Ning finished working on the last rice and stopped panting, they discovered Cheng Miaomiao squatting not far away. They waved to her in surprise and joy and called Miaomiao loudly.

Cheng Miaomiao, who was squatting there in a small ball, immediately became happy.

"Mom and Dad!"

She quickly stood up and ran over carefully holding the sealed bamboo tube in her arms.

Ji Huai, who was always standing behind her, raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his heels and watched her rush towards the two of them without thinking, and then grabbed her by the collar the moment she was about to rush in.

Ye Ning was startled, but was relieved when she didn't pounce.

She curved her lips and said with a little helplessness: "Didn't I tell you before that we are very dirty. If you accidentally get these dirty things, your whole body will itch."

Ji Huai nodded to the two of them and shouted: "Uncle Cheng, Aunt Ye."

Cheng Miaomiao's face was filled with regret. If she hadn't been allowed, she would have even wanted to jump into the wooden barn full of rice and roll around, because autumn is also the mountain god's favorite harvest season.

However, this regret was quickly forgotten by her.

She handed the bamboo tube in her hand to Ye Ning as if she was offering a treasure, her eyes were shining, she raised her head and said to show off: "Auntie, I brought you herbal tea, it was just taken out of the well, it's cold."

The drawn-out voice sounded like coquettishness.

Of course, Ye Ning couldn't refuse.

At the same time, Ji Huai handed the bamboo tube in his hand to Cheng Erlang, who was starting to feel sour after seeing this scene, and said: "Uncle Cheng, Miaomiao prepared this for you, when will you finish it?"

"It's over after the bags are filled."

Cheng Erlang took a big sip of herbal tea. The slightly sweet and cool herbal tea instantly washed away the fatigue all over his body.

Once all the rice is carried back to the warehouse at home, this round of harvesting will be over. Thinking of this, Cheng Erlang's face felt a little weird, but it seemed that their family had grown a lot of food this time, surprisingly a lot.

After Cheng Miaomiao delivered the water, she was ordered to go home and rest.

Before leaving, she quietly grabbed a small handful of rice and stuffed it into her pocket, and walked home with Ji Huai as if nothing had happened. It was clearly already sunset, but the sun was still shining brightly.

She almost wanted to take the little fat man out to show it, and ask it if this was the residual power of its ability.

Little Fat Yi: Huh??



Everyone in Xiaohe Village has been very busy these days.

The acres of golden wheat and rice on the roadside have been harvested, leaving only rows of short stubble. Soon these will be uprooted and burned, and the villagers will clear out the fields and replant them.

One season of corn or soybeans.

This matter may have a little to do with Cheng Miaomiao.

Cheng Erlang was going to plant another crop of late millet in the dry field. He had just bought millet from the village chief in the past two days and was putting it in the main room, waiting for them to finish the field before planting it.

Cheng Miaomiao would walk by three or two trees whenever he passed by.

They even took advantage of the opportunity during the day when they were not around to openly take some of the seedlings to the back of the house to ripen, record their traits, and then select out slightly higher-yielding millet seeds, and then grow them into seedlings and put them back.

Of course, this activity had to be hidden from the literacy teacher next door.

After two days, Cheng Miaomiao didn't grow a few trees. She sighed and said, "I'm really too busy now." She was so busy that she couldn't get away to do what she wanted to do.

Ji Huai: "..."

How on earth did you come to this conclusion?

Ji Huai, who was taller than her, stretched out his hand to pinch her soft cheek. It felt really good, and suggested: "When Aunt Ye is finished, should we go to the mountain to take a look?"

Cheng Miaomiao's worried face was immediately rubbed away from any trace of sadness.

She looked at him with her dark eyes open, her eyes flickering, and said, "Of course I want it! Autumn is the harvest season, and there are so many things in Xiaohuai Mountain!"

His face was full of little expressions that said, "I know a lot, come and ask me."

Ji Huai chuckled and asked cooperatively: "How did you know?"
Chapter completed!
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