Chapter 51 A different style of painting
It was fleshy and soft. Huo Jinzhi didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of pinching the fat girl's bones. He also had a very strange feeling in his heart. He didn't hate him, and he probably didn't like him. He didn't know what it was. Anyway, he didn't hate Tang Xiaopang as much as before.
"Aijun, are you going up the mountain to clear the land?"
A man was walking down the mountain with a large bundle of firewood on his back. When he saw Tang Aijun carrying a hoe, he was very surprised. The Tang family's private land had the largest number of land in the village, so why did he still need to open up the land?
When the man was even more surprised when he saw Huo Jinzhi and Tang Xiaonan following behind him, holding hands with affectionately.
The mutation of the style made him unable to adapt. When did the Tang family's child get along so well with the Huo family?
I saw that I was either fighting, or Tang Aijun, or Tang Aihua or Tang Aiguo, or the three brothers came together, and the fat girl shouted and cheered. The Huo family's children were beaten to the point of being blue and swollen every time, which was really a sin.
Tang Aijun called out to Uncle Qi.
"Hello Uncle Qicheng." Tang Xiaonan shouted.
The man smiled and touched Tang Xiaonan's head. His eyes looked at Huo Jinzhi with a bit intriguing look.
"This man is too stupid and can't even plant the land. I will teach him." Tang Aijun said arduously.
Huo Jinzhi's heart was blocked, but he didn't say anything.
The man couldn't help laughing. The old man wanted to teach people how to farm, but he didn't say anything. The child was playing, but he was too lazy to get involved. After a few casual conversations, the man carried the firewood down the mountain.
However, he had to instruct the children at home not to make things difficult for the Huo family in the future, so as not to offend the three overlords of the Tang family.
Tang Aijun stopped on a flat hillside. This hillside was relatively gentle and had a large area, with one side facing the sun and the other side facing the mountain.
"That's it, look at it."
Tang Aijun spitted a few mouthfuls in his hand and hoeed a few times. He was very strong and he turned up a large piece of soil whenever he hoe went down.
"It's enough to keep you in a year to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes on this land. The previous piece of land has whipped bamboo and planted corn and sorghum, and you won't starve to death!"
Tang Aijun threw away the hoe and looked arrogant.
If it weren't for the sake of his sister, he wouldn't bother to teach him.
Although Huo Jinzhi was not good at farming work, he had been planting land for several years. When he saw the soil that Tang Aijun dug out, he knew that the land was indeed fertile and he felt a little grateful to Tang Aijun.
"Thanks."
After hesitating, Huo Jinzhi thanked him.
Tang Aijun was stunned, a little dumbfounded, but he waved his hand generously and said carelessly, "You're welcome!"
He was also quite awkward. Every time he either fought with a Huo or was on the way, it was the first time he spoke so politely, which made him feel strange.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward. The mountain wind blew, and a few birds flew over. The two stood stupidly, and no one said anything.
"Brother Third, will others say that potatoes are grown here?" Tang Xiaonan broke the silence.
Although the wasteland can be reclaimed at will, it is limited to the villagers of Mopan Mountain. Huo Jinzhi is an outsider, so I am afraid that it will be a little troublesome at that time.
Tang Aijun widened his eyes, "Who dares to say that, I will beat him to death!"
The King of Heaven dared not say anything about the wasteland he opened, hum!
Tang Xiaonan felt relieved and smiled sweetly at Huo Jinzhi, "My third brother is amazing, Brother Huo, you can plant it casually."
Tang Aijun straightened his back and said in a rough voice: "Just plant it, see which bastard dares to say that I smash his door!"
Chapter completed!