Zhang Hai walked towards the orchard beside the village with firm steps.

It was March, and the sunshine on the mountain was bright and everything was revived.

Looking around, the mountains beside the village are colorful and colorful, just like a sea of ​​flowers

White plum blossoms, delicate pink peach blossoms, and various wild flowers that are not famous for blooming, all over the mountain.

Nature is like a skilled craftsman who uses these flowers, plants and trees to depict a beautiful landscape painting.

The orchard is full of flowers, but there are also many weeds.

Looking at my two-acre orchard, it was already deserted because no one took care of it, and the weeds had grown by about one foot tall.

Next door to Zhang Hai’s house is the second uncle’s house. His orchard is clean, the weeds have been removed, and the branches have been trimmed. They look neat and don’t want to be as chaotic as their own.

Seeing the dense weeds in the orchard, Zhang Feng felt a little numb and didn't know how to start for a while.

"Don't be timid, just do it!" Zhang Hai gritted his teeth, squatted down and held the sharp sickle, and started cutting it.

There are many weeds on the ground, mainly goose intestine grass. This grass is the most common in Qingshan and is the best pig grass in the local area. In the past, everyone was scrambling to ask for grass, but unfortunately there are few pigs in the village now. The growing wildly throughout the mountains has become a burden for everyone.

At first, Zhang Hai was still very fast, but after half an hour of drying, the left hand that was grabbing grass had been cut open and a few small mouths were sore, and his right hand began to feel sore.

"Oh, the sun is so big!" I wiped the sweat from my forehead, my mouth was dry, but I forgot to bring water.

But this was not a problem for Zhang Hai. He looked around and found that there were still a few fruits hanging on the orange trees in his orchard. It was a surprise. These were all things that he didn't want after picking them last year.

Zhang Hai pulled Shu Ya down with one hand and quickly picked the fruits from the tree with the other hand. Although the yellow one was only the size of an egg, she peeled the skin in a few seconds, broke it a piece and threw it into her mouth. Well, the taste was pretty good, the sour and sweet, very pure.

After eating three in a row, Zhang Huan continued to work.

At this moment, a few little kids in the village ran over, chasing each other, and it was not lively on the mountain road.

"Ah, look, Brother Haizi is working!" Xiaoshanzi was very surprised when he saw Zhang Hai working in the field for the first time, so he quickly called the friends behind him to come and watch the fun.

"Oh, Brother Haizi, you have also gone to the fields to work. Aren't you the lazy the most?" The little kids also thought it was very new. It was strange that the legendary people who didn't do farm work even went to the fields.

"Go and go, play, don't disturb me here! What's the fun here?"

I heard these words from monkeys that are really irritating. What is the lazy one? Brother, I am just diligent and not so obvious. So Zhang Haiban raised his face and waved his hand and drove away the little kids in anger.

"whee……"

The little guys scattered in laughter, but no one walked away. They ran to the side of the road and continued to watch Brother Haizi weeding, as if he was watching a Western opera, commenting on him and chattering about whether his work was right.

After a while, the cripple in the village also came over with a basket of grass on his back, and was shocked to see Zhang Hai working in the field.

"Oh, Brother Haizi, what's wrong with you today? You actually went to the field to work?"

After saying that, the lame man placed his back basket on the stone on the side of the road and prepared to rest for a while.

Hearing the cripple's words, Zhang Hai couldn't help rolling his eyes. Is there anything strange about going to work in the fields? But he couldn't say that it was because of the system, so he could only find an excuse.

"Didn't your aunt go to the city to take care of her grandson? Of course, the work in the field belongs to me!"

"Is that so? I thought you were sick today?" The cripple smiled with a needle hidden in his words.

"Get out, you kid can't spit out ivory!" Zhang Hai glared at this guy with annoyance.

"Hehe, that's it, that's it, I definitely can't spit it out of my mouth, only yours can do it!" The cripple guy also had a very powerful mouth.

Shaking his head, ignoring this guy, Zhang Hai continued to work.

The lame man sat on the side of the road for a while. When he saw Zhang Hai ignore him, he was not angry and smiling, carrying a group of little kids, limping towards the village.

Speaking of which, Zhang Hai and Crack are relatively close relatives. Both families have the same grandfather, and the grandfather has a total of five brothers.

The grandfather was the one I met before. The eldest grandmother had passed away. The two old men had two sons, one was Guohua uncle, the other was Guobin's second uncle, and the other was Xiuli aunt and the younger sister.

After the second grandfather's family was liberated, they moved to the provincial capital. The two old men have passed away for more than 20 years. There are three uncles and an aunt below. Everyone has almost no contact with each other, so Zhang Hai is also unfamiliar with them.

The third grandfather's family is in the village. The old couple also has three sons, and there are two aunts, one adopted by him and the other is biological. Now they have married to other places, and the children are about the same age as Zhang.

Grandpa Zhang Hai is the fourth child. His grandfather just passed away two years ago. His grandmother failed to survive the famine and died in his thirties.

The father of Zhang Hai’s family is the eldest son, and he also has a second uncle. He lives in the city now, and his sons have settled in the city. Because he can do business, his family conditions are better than that of Zhang Hai’s family, but he is not very good at being, so the relationship between the two families is not harmonious.

Grandpa Fifth's family has also moved to the city. The old man has three sons and two daughters. The eldest son and the second son are all driving buses in the city. Only the youngest son has no proper job. They are still thirty-five and have not yet gotten married, which makes the fifth grandmother worry all day long.

The cripple who just left was the grandson of the third grandfather's family. Because of the poor medical conditions when he was a child, he was infected during the injection, which caused the muscles in his legs to atrophy and became cripple.

But this guy is an optimistic guy and hesitates all day long. Zhang Hai can still hear his singing without going far away.

"Let's go, let's go, the stars in the sky are simultaneous to the Beidou..."

Hearing the guy's howling song, Zhang Hai couldn't help but smile bitterly. If the original singer heard it, he would probably want to strangle him to death and completely use his hero song.

Even the little brats behind him could not stand his magical voice. His singing was simply a lethal ultrasound, which scared the monkeys to run around with their ears covered. For a moment, the mountain road was very lively, and the singing of the lame men and the screams of the little brats floated far away in the sky.

"No, too tired!"

Before working for an hour, Zhang Hai was already sweating and weak all over. It seemed that the attributes in the system were true. His endurance was too poor, and he couldn't do such an easy job as weeding for long.

He quickly found a shade of trees to sit down and rested for about a quarter of an hour. Only then did Zhang Hai recover a little.
Chapter completed!