With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

Xue Ming has been racing against time these two days. Every fish sold will save some oxygen for the fish in the pond. It is terrible for the fish pond to collapse.

However, in this era of material scarcity, he didn't have to worry about selling the supplies if he had them, and the price of the fish was very high for him.

One pound of carp is exchanged for one pound of wheat or eighty ounces of rice, one pound of grass carp is exchanged for one pound of wheat or ninety two pounds of rice, one pound of black fish is exchanged for one pound of two ounces of wheat or one pound of rice.

I don’t know how much fish has been sold in the past two days. I only know that there are 500 kilograms of wheat and 120 kilograms of rice in the warehouse. Together with the original food, it is enough for the whole family to eat for half a year.

The wheat fields in the space are growing very well, and there will definitely be a bumper harvest within half a year. By then, there will no longer be any need to worry about food.

All the big fish in the pond have been sold out, Xue Ming left five big black fish to eat by himself, and the remaining small fish no longer lacked oxygen.

This time, 7 big fish and 27 small fish died in the pit, and he made them into food and ate them, without wasting any of them.

The reason for the pit turning is that the spatial pond is too small, and a lot of water was used to water the wheat fields last time. There is less water, more fish, and insufficient oxygen, which will naturally cause the pit to turn over.

"I wonder if I can upgrade the pond?" Xue Ming wanted to go to the department store to buy radios and sewing machines to upgrade the space.On second thought, he realized it was useless. He didn't have time to listen to the radio, and he never wanted to step on a sewing machine in his life.

After lunch, I went to sprinkle a handful of wheat in the yard. The old hen brought 10 chicks over to grab the food, chirping non-stop.

Xue Ming stretched out his hand to grab a chick, "My mother would be very distressed if she knew that I feed you wheat. You should grow up quickly and lay eggs for me."

The old hen guarding the chicks rushed over and pecked the owner's leather shoes. Xue Ming laughed and put the chick down, then stretched out his hand to ruffle the hen's feathers.

I left the space to buy a train ticket and stopped when I passed by the Seventy-Two Cemetery. The letter of introduction to the provincial capital said I paid my respects to the cemetery.

After hesitating for a moment, he gave the letter of introduction to the gatekeeper, then pushed the cart into the cemetery to pay his respects.

The cemetery was built very extravagantly, with cobblestone paths, cement flower ponds, and the memorial hall turned out to be a three-story building with green trees and flowers everywhere.

Xue Ming went into the grove and threw his bicycle into the space. He took out his camera and took pictures while walking. Not long after, he suddenly heard the sound of birds chirping.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo..."

This sound is so familiar that I can hear it every night in Zhaocun.

Following the sound, I walked out of the woods and suddenly my eyes lit up. I saw a beautiful woman in white scattering wheat on the ground, and a bead-necked turtle dove cooed at her.

"Xiaobai, why don't you eat? Why are you cooing at me?" The beauty actually named the gray-brown turtle dove Xiaobai.

Grass, shade, beauties, turtle doves, Xue Ming couldn't help but click the shutter of the camera, and the flash came on with a click.

The beauty turned around and was about to question the young man who was taking pictures randomly. Suddenly she felt that the young man looked familiar. She hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Are you Comrade Xue Ming?"

"Cuckoo is the cry it makes when courting. It likes you very much." Xue Ming walked up to her and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Comrade Zhao Xue, I didn't expect us to meet again."

Xue Ming was deeply impressed by her. She was a Chinese teacher at No. [-] Middle School in the provincial capital, her aunt was the sales director of a department store, and her father was the head of the provincial capital's public security bureau.

She is beautiful, has a good figure, and has a prominent family background. She is a well-deserved proud daughter of heaven. Xue Ming is a little envious of her.

Zhao Xue did not shake hands and turned to look at the pearl-necked turtle dove eating wheat, "Do you know what kind of bird it is?"

"The Pearl-necked Turtle Dove, the rural people call it the Silly Turtle Dove." Xue Ming thought she was a prodigal woman who didn't know how expensive firewood and rice were. She actually fed wheat to wild birds?

"Why is it called Silly Turtle Dove?" Zhao Xue was very curious about knowledge. "Are there many birds in the countryside? Are there any night owls there?"

"Night owls are owls. In my village, there are not only owls but also golden eagles, thrushes, magpies, cuckoos, etc.," Xue Ming said.

"I really want to go to the countryside to listen to the birds singing, but unfortunately I can't find the time, and my parents don't agree with me going to the countryside to watch the birds." Zhao Xue's face showed fascination.

"Don't worry, you will definitely go to the countryside to listen to the birds in eight years." Xue Ming put away the camera and prepared to go to the train station to buy a ticket. They were not from the same world.

"You always speak incomprehensibly?" Zhao Xue looked at Xue Ming's back and said loudly, "Hey, why do you rural people call it Silly Turtle Dove?"

Suddenly a tabby cat jumped out of the bushes, and the silly turtle dove immediately fluttered its wings and ran away.The wild cat is chasing behind, and the silly bird is running in front, like a free-range chicken that has forgotten that it has wings.

"Xiaobai, fly quickly." Zhao Xue, who came back to her senses, looked anxious, "Xiaobai, fly quickly."

A cat and a bird circled around Zhao Xue. The silly turtle dove finally remembered that he still had a pair of invisible wings, and finally took off in the next second.

Xue Ming couldn't help laughing. This is why rural people call it the silly turtle dove. This kind of bird is really silly.

Zhao Xue clenched her hands in front of her chest and looked at the flying turtle dove nervously, "Fly, Xiaobai!"

Suddenly the turtle dove fell from the sky, and the civet cat rushed towards the turtle dove like an arrow from its string. When the distance was less than half a meter, the civet cat fell down next to the turtle dove.

The sudden change frightened Zhao Xue. She covered her mouth with her hands and stared at the dead cats and birds on the ground.

Xue Ming felt pain in his left ankle, and his whole left leg was sore and numb. When he looked down, he saw a stone the size of a glass ball.

It was this stone that killed the wildcat, bouncing off the cat's head and hitting him in the ankle.

Staring at the woods through gritted teeth, a young man in his thirties walked out of the woods.

He has a popular face, the kind of popular face that no one would notice if thrown into the crowd.Wearing a patched Lenin suit, he holds a slingshot made of tree branches in his right hand.

He first used a slingshot to kill the flying turtle dove, and then used the slingshot to kill the civet cat snatching the prey.

Xue Ming was not sure that he could hit the vital points of the turtle dove and the civet cat within a few seconds. This man was definitely a master of shooting.

The young man bent down and lifted up the dead turtle dove and chuckled, "What a fat silly turtle dove. You have something good to eat tonight."

Xue Ming found that the other party did not speak with a high-pitched accent, and his accent was very similar to that of his Minnan girlfriend in his previous life, so he could be sure that he was from Minnan.

Southern Fujian is more than 2400 kilometers away from here. Why did he come here to settle down? Fujian is much richer than here.

"Why did you hit my bird?" Zhao Xue blocked the man's way and burst into tears looking at the dead turtle dove. "Why did you hit my bird?"

The man smiled innocently, "Comrade, don't make false accusations. How can this wild pigeon be your bird?"

"It's my bird. I feed it every week. Why did you kill my bird?" Zhao Xue continued to question with tears in her eyes.

"This is a wild pigeon. Even if you feed it every day, it's not your bird." The man still smiled innocently, "Comrade, please don't blackmail people casually."

The young man hummed a tune and left. Zhao Xue was speechless and could only shed tears.

"Stop, you hurt my foot just now when you hit the cat." Xue Ming rolled up his trousers to reveal the black bruise on his ankle, "Please apologize to me, and I'll pretend nothing happened if I leave this turtle dove alone."