Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

As expected, on the way back, Meng Huaishao was scolded by the uncles and aunts in the village, and they all advised him to return the crib.

I had no ill intentions, I just thought that it was not easy for him to have a child and take care of a baby, so I hoped he would spend less.

"Xiao Meng, if you don't dare to go, your aunts and uncles can go with you."

Faced with everyone's kindness, Meng Huaishao firmly refused.

"Uncle and aunt, I know you are doing this for my own good, but I am taking care of Yaoyao by myself. I am really worried about leaving her alone in the room while I work. I am afraid she might fall without my knowledge."

"If someone falls, it will cost more than a few bucks to see a doctor. This bed is a bit expensive, but I can put it next to me while I work and feel more at ease."

After hearing what he said, no one dared to persuade him anymore.

One woman wanted to say that it would be the same if she put the baby in the ditch, but when she saw the baby's delicate and tender skin, she didn't say it.

This baby should have been pampered, but due to some unknown incident at home, he was entrusted to the eight-year-old Meng Huaishao.

"He is also a miserable man." The woman sighed in her heart and stopped persuading him.

After returning to the village, the coachman Niu Dasheng offered to help Meng Huaishao return the crib.

Meng Huaishao thought that he was still carrying a baby, so he did not refuse.

If he were alone, it wouldn't be convenient for him to move back home.

Meng Huaishao's thatched cottage is some distance away from the village, and the road behind it is not very wide, so ox carts cannot pass through, so it can only be carried there by hand.

Niu Dazhuang tied the ox cart to a big tree, then carried the crib on his back and sent it back for him.

"Uncle Dazhuang, thank you so much, otherwise I don't know how to move back!"

Niu Dazhuang placed the crib in the main room, and Meng Huaishao brought over a bowl of water and handed it to Niu Dazhuang.

Niu Dazhuang was a little thirsty, but he didn't refuse. He picked up the wine and found it very sweet. He drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking it, he still felt unsatisfied: "Xiao Meng, your water seems to be very sweet, better than mine!"

Meng Huaishao smiled and said, "That's because you are thirsty, Uncle Dazhuang. It tastes especially sweet when you drink it. Doesn't water taste the same? Can I get you another bowl?"

In fact, this is the water from the farm space, and it is indeed better tasting than spring water, but obviously, this is absolutely unacceptable.

Niu Dazhuang smacked his lips and still found the food very sweet, but after listening to what Meng Huaishao said, he thought that he might be too thirsty and had an illusion.

He waved his hands repeatedly to refuse: "No, I'm not thirsty anymore, you should take care of the baby first, we have been on the road for so long, he must be hungry."

After hearing what he said, Meng Huaishao didn't force him. He thanked him again before sending him out.

"Yeah~" Are you going home?

Ye Yaoyao rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the boy in a daze.

"Well, I'm home."

Meng Huaishao rubbed her little head and put her on the bed.

"Yaoyao, be good. Brother will make millet oil for you later."

After putting the baby in place, he wiped the crib with a towel, then took out a blanket and put it on the crib to make sure it wouldn't hurt the baby. Then he moved the crib to the kitchen.

After doing all this, Meng Huaishao carried Ye Yaoyao to the kitchen.

The crib was quite big, and Ye Yaoyao estimated that it could fit several of herself in it, and it wouldn’t be a problem for her to crawl and roll around in it.

Cribs are all made of solid wood and have a light woody scent. The guardrails around them are polished very smoothly, with gaps between them. Through the gaps, Ye Yaoyao can clearly see outside.

Meng Huaishao gave her the wooden doll to play with, then took out the millet he bought today, washed it carefully, and then started to cook porridge.

Ye Yaoyao held a wooden doll in one hand, looking at it as if in a daze, but her mind was immersed in the farm space.

As expected, the farm was in a state of desolation again, but Ye Yaoyao no longer felt the fear she had before.

Anyway, it won’t affect the harvest.

Before, she always felt that she had forgotten something, until today when she was shopping at the grain store, she suddenly remembered the cloth bag containing the seeds.

With so many bags, it's not possible that you can only plant four kinds of seeds, right?

Although there were restrictions before, there must be conditions for lifting them.

After the farm space was upgraded, she forgot to check it. She thought, if it was upgraded, the permissions should also be upgraded, right?

At least, we need a few more seeds, right?

Thinking of this, Ye Yaoyao closed her eyes and checked the seed bags in the underground warehouse. Unfortunately, she couldn't open them with her mind.

Moreover, since no one has mastered the method of allowing the soul to actively enter the space, so far, no one knows how the cloth bag was opened in the first place.

As for Meng Huaishao, he was busy stockpiling food and didn't pay attention to the cloth bag.

Neither of them noticed, so her farm space was almost upgraded to level 2, but she hadn't opened the seed bag yet.

Ye Yaoyao withdrew her mind, opened her eyes, and thought that after dinner, she would ask Meng Huaishao to take a look.

Ye Yaoyao didn't feel any psychological burden at all about asking a young boy who had worked hard all day to work overtime.

Anyway, she doesn't need to say anything, her hardworking brother will take the initiative to go to work later.

You know, Meng Huaishao cares about the harvest on the farm more than she does.

But she didn't know that the reason why Meng Huaishao cared so much was just because he wanted to give Ye Yaoyao more confidence.

Only when there is enough food will he not have to worry about his baby going hungry or cold.

This place is so magical that he can't grasp it.

If Ye Yaoyao had not insisted, he would most likely have moved all the food out and dug a cellar to hide it.

In case one day Yaoyao suddenly can’t go there and runs out of food.

But if Ye Yaoyao insisted on putting it in the underground warehouse, he would not object.

No matter what, he will protect the baby.

Millet oil is yellow in color and thicker than rice oil made from broken rice. It looks very appetizing.

Ye Yaoyao, who had a rare opportunity to change her taste, was extremely satisfied with the meal.

Seeing that she loved it, Meng Huaishao instantly regretted it and said, "I should have bought more."

Ye Yaoyao had no idea what he was thinking and ate happily.

It's another day of hard work!

After Ye Yaoyao finished eating, Meng Huaishao's wild vegetable corn porridge was also ready. He ate it quickly and urged Ye Yaoyao to take him to harvest food.

He couldn't wait any longer.

After a round of harvest, the farm's experience becomes [960/1000].

Looking at the shortfall of 40 experience points, Ye Yaoyao rubbed his fat paws in annoyance.

Fortunately, her obsessive-compulsive disorder is not particularly serious, otherwise she would not be able to sleep tonight.

Seeing Meng Huaishao carrying a small cloth bag and preparing to go to farm, Ye Yaoyao hurriedly greeted him.

"Ahhh!"

"What's wrong?" Meng Huaishao walked over quickly.

Ye Yaoyao pulled the small cloth bag containing seeds from his hand.

I don’t know what the principle of this cloth bag is. Meng Huaishao has been planting for so long, and the small cloth bag is still bulging, and it seems that there is nothing missing.