Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Ding Guihua was like a child who had done something wrong. She nervously and helplessly let go of the dog's head, looking resigned to her fate and waiting to be scolded.

She didn't recommend the haunted house, but it seemed like it wasn't her right to recommend it. Anyway, she must have messed up the matter. When her daughter came back from closing the gate, her face was tense, and she was very scared.

"Poof!" Leng Yanqiu couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter, his whole body shaking with laughter.

Ding Guihua: Oh no, my daughter is so angry that she is confused.

"Let's prepare lunch first. After we're full, we can talk about the ghost stuff." Leng Yanqiu walked into the house with a very relaxed pace, as if everything was normal in the room.

Ding Guihua followed in reluctantly, and the mother and daughter went into the back room to cook. It was great that they asked for two more dumplings, which was barely a consolation.

We had lunch late, and there were still sporadic sounds of firecrackers outside. Ding Guihua remembered that there were fewer eggs in the greenhouse than in the previous few days, and she couldn't help feeling sad.

"We should ban firecrackers like in big cities. Look how scared our chickens are, and they're no longer active in laying eggs. How many fewer eggs will we have to collect during the New Year, and how much money will we lose!"

"It's all right if you just exercise. Is it because the chicken is timid and got scared, or is it the fault of the firecrackers? It cries when it encounters something, and it doesn't dare to resist or even run. Do you think it deserves sympathy?"

The harmonious atmosphere is strange, because any random topic may easily trigger a war between mother and daughter.

In fact, Leng Yanqiu regretted it as soon as he said it, as if he was bullying an honest person.

Ding Guihua blinked her eyes: "Oh, that's right."

She continued to eat without slowing down.

A war started unilaterally has no opponent.

Leng Yanqiu had been waiting for Ding Guihua to finish her meal, and she said as if to make up for it: "Well, Mom, do you want to try and call out the awesome dog food?"

Ding Guihua was confused, suspecting her daughter was being silly. What does it mean to call out the dog food? Has the dog food grown legs?

"Just try it. I think you may have some magical power."

Leng Yanqiu looked expectant, and Ding Guihua responded helplessly: "Okay, I'll call it, dog food, come out."

He shouted without any rise or fall in his tone, and then picked up the rag.

Zhenbang jumped over happily, and took out a lot of dog food from the bag. Then he picked up the food and ran away, and the bag made a "crunching" sound.

Ding Guihua turned around in horror and was about to chase after him with a rag in her hand. Oh my god, the dog food bag really had legs.

Leng Yanqiu grabbed her arm and smiled mysteriously: "Mom, can you try something else?"

Ding Guihua: "Meat, canned meat, come out?"

Question sentences also work. The familiar cardboard box is half opened, revealing the familiar metal box of canned meat.

Ding Guihua: Nervous, excited, looking back...

"Try to put it away again?" Leng Yanqiu suggested.

“Collect, collect…”

Ding Guihua's almond-shaped eyes widened to twice their size. Oh my God, not only did the cardboard box of canned meat in front of her disappear, but the rag in her hand also disappeared.

"Shh, don't tell the secret to anyone else. Don't tell anyone except me." Leng Yanqiu didn't plan to continue tutoring her mother. She left after giving her instructions. The jasmine flowers were still waiting for her to pick, so she let her mother enjoy herself.

Just as he reached the door of the greenhouse, he heard a scream from his mother's room, followed by the sound of something heavy falling to the ground. Leng Yanqiu had no choice but to turn around and run quickly. When he entered the room, he found that the heavy eight-immortals table was gone, leaving only a wooden chair lying on the ground.

Ding Guihua spread her hands awkwardly, but she was more excited than embarrassed.

"You continue." Leng Yanqiu left again. Just play around. Anyway, there are only more than 20 square meters, which can't accommodate the house.

In the greenhouse, the Zhaza chickens did not come to greet their owner for the first time, and there were only a few chickens wandering around the vegetable garden looking for food. Leng Yanqiu was a little confused. Could it be that the Zhaza chickens, who had become smart, would not be frightened by the sound of firecrackers?

There was no trace of slag on the wooden shelf. Leng Yanqiu was not used to the chatterbox not coming to chat, so she walked slowly and searched, and found that there were more colorful colors in the rows of tall bell peppers.

Two big roosters, weighing three or four kilograms. In fact, they should be renamed five or six kilograms now. The two roosters are at least two kilograms heavier.

Under the protection of three or four pounds of weight and the cover of colorful pepper leaves, only the upper half of the body of the zhuza chicken is exposed. There is a circle of high and soft soil around the chicken, and hay clippings are visible on the soil.

Is this because they think wooden frames are too noble for nesting and are instead looking for a more down-to-earth way of living?

Leng Yanqiu looked around the pepper patch. The chicken was lying in the pit with its wings stretched out, as quiet as an honest citizen. Its three or four pound head moved in the direction of Leng Yanqiu, as if it had a treasure that would be coveted by its owner.

"Zhazha, are you following the trend and learning to play tricks?" Leng Yanqiu really couldn't figure out the clues, so he decided to ask.

Sanjin and Sijin became more alert and spread their colorful wings.

The scumbag turned his head away and ignored him.

"Well, whatever you want. Each one of you has his or her own ideas."

Leng Yanqiu gave up looking for answers and decided to focus on her career of picking flowers. She had to find a way to make up for the lie she had told about borrowing money and earn more money to make her mother feel more at ease.

In fact, Ding Guihua felt at ease at the moment. Her cowardice came from the insecurity deep in her heart. Now, she had a space and felt safe!

"Qiu'er, I know how to put things away, really." In the greenhouse where there were only mother and daughter, they had to whisper close to each other's ears when speaking. Comrade Ding Guihua had a strong sense of confidentiality.

Leng Yanqiu said: "How much stuff is in it?"

"Hehe o(*￣︶￣*)o." Ding Guihua's face was about to burst with the expression of being poor and suddenly rich, "My room is just that the earthen kang and the iron stove are too big to be installed."

This time it was Leng Yanqiu's turn to have his almond-shaped eyes doubled in size: "Really? But why? The tables, chairs, pots, pans...are we not going to use them anymore?"

Ding Guihua said confidently: "Use it. You can take it out when you need it. It's very convenient."

Well, as long as you're happy.

Ding Guihua was really happy. She continued to chatter beside her daughter in a low voice: "Oh, it's a good thing you are well-educated, otherwise I would have thought it was a ghost..."

"Hey Qiu'er, tell me, why did God choose me to be so capable? The older generation always said that it is a good thing to suffer more. The more you suffer in the beginning, the more blessings you will receive in the end..."

"Oh Qiu'er..."

Leng Yanqiu: The older generation also said that "it's easy to fall in love but hard to get along with each other"! My fists are stiff.

"Mom, do you know how much jasmine can be sold for per gram?"

"Hey Qiu'er - how much?"

……

Finally, I don't have to speak in a breathy voice.

Ding Guihua immediately threw herself into the task of picking, washing, and drying jasmine flowers. Leng Yanqiu was completely unable to help because all the tools had to be made by Ding Guihua first...

So why remove the dryer from the empty room?