Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

There were another series of questions in the class group: What is Sister Qiu busy with? Why isn't she broadcasting? Have you finished your homework? Will you wait for me?

I am very happy to be a pure junior high school student. I don’t look back to the past, plan for the future, or worry about not finishing my homework on Sunday night.

Leng Yanqiu really didn't have the time for that. After Master Wu and his group left, she had to replan the vegetable garden in preparation for Jasmine's arrival.

While turning the soil, one also had to pay attention to the movements in the bamboo fence. The white-feathered black chickens were commanding with their "clucking clucks" aggressively. It was really "a random punch kills a master". Sanjin and Sijin fought an arduous self-defense battle for an entire afternoon. They were pecked by the hens and had to dodge in embarrassment. When it got dark, they finally gave up struggling and lay quietly in a corner, no longer showing off in front of the wives and concubines on the other side of the farm.

It's still uncertain how the script will proceed, and Leng Yanqiu is also looking forward to seeing who will be the most powerful person in the harem with three thousand concubines.

Anyway, it's all planned. If you don't have the ability to survive in this world, your fate is to be put into the pot. There are mushrooms at home ready for use at any time.

The jasmine flowers were delivered later, filling up the entire truck bed with flowers, soil and fertilizer. Two young men were responsible for delivering and planting the flowers. They were very experienced and patiently explained the precautions for breeding. They did not treat the girl lightly just because she was the only girl in the family.

“If there are dead seedlings within a month, feel free to go to the greenhouse and plant new ones.” After receiving the final payment, the young man gave another reminder.

"Thank you. If you have any questions, please contact me on WeChat."

Leng Yanqiu felt that this way of communication, in which both parties treated each other as adults, was very comfortable. It was impartial and fair, without contempt or bullying, nor sympathy or pity.

But because of her age now, she is still likely to receive extra care.

Secretary Ma and his wife came to visit.

They have good intentions and are advising the younger generation from the moral high ground.

"Uncle knows you feel wronged, your father's bad temper is really bad..."

"Auntie knows you had no choice but to beat your father..."

"Our country emphasizes filial piety, right? In our village, if there is anyone abusing the elderly, your uncle will always come to take care of it. Xiaoqiu, you can only hate your father in your heart, but you have to be nice to him in public. Your father will have surgery tomorrow, so you have to show up. With your uncle watching, no one can beat or scold you, don't worry."

"Just listen to your uncle. You are a good child. There are so many eyes watching you in our village. Girls need to have a good reputation..."

Leng Yanqiu sat quietly on a small stool below, while Secretary Ma and his wife sat on a chair beside the eight-immortals table, each one talking until their mouths were dry and their saliva was flying.

The concentration acquired through over three hundred years of cultivation is truly amazing.

It is no problem to continue doing this all night long. You can recite, do exercises, enter a state of meditation, and practice in your mind.

All good intentions can be tolerated by her, but she will not obey them.

Secretary Ma felt really tired. He didn't dare to do anything and signaled his wife with his eyes.

The secretary's wife stood up, took two steps forward, squatted down, and poked Leng Yanqiu's forehead with her finger: "Xiaoqiu——"

The pair of eyes looked at each other clearly. At such a close distance, the secretary's wife leaned back suddenly. Fortunately, Leng Yanqiu grabbed her arm quickly, otherwise she would have fallen on her butt.

"We have been talking to each other all night, but you, Xiaoqiu, haven't said anything. Are you going to the hospital tomorrow?"

The secretary's wife was also exhausted. She didn't receive any salary as a village official, so it was completely unnecessary for her to come along on this trip.

"Don't go."

Leng Yanqiu was even more tired. The couple had just been talking about everything from the country to the individual, from the city to the countryside, from tradition to the new, from true filial piety to pretense, without even bothering to put in any punctuation marks, and the two words of her rejection could not be inserted at all.

She has now memorized five volumes of English texts.

"Thank you!" The thanks were very sincere, but unfortunately Secretary Ma and his wife were so angry that they left with their hands on their chests.

"Never come again!" The secretary's wife's angry voice was left at the gate of the courtyard.

"Thank you!" It was more sincere.

Leng Yanqiu locked the gate, stretched his arms, relaxed his shoulder blades, and thought it was right not to promise the live broadcast tonight. He hoped that he could resume normal life tomorrow.

On the mobile phone, a friend request appeared again, with the nickname "Ruoshui Sanqian".

Once again ignored.

Quiet night, quiet aura.

When the roosters crowed, Leng Yanqiu suddenly opened his eyes. For a moment, he didn't know what day it was or where the roosters came from. They rose and fell in rhythm - up, up, down, up, down, up, down -

The sky is just getting light and the stars are still twinkling!

Leng Yanqiu had already done his work, so he couldn't delay any longer. He had to ask Baimao Wuji first if she had chosen the master of the harem. The one who was eliminated could go to hell. It was too early in the morning, and it was too disturbing.

In this era of economic boom, it is shameful to hear a rooster crow.

The yard is fragrant, and the two newly planted jasmine fields are full of vigor, with flower buds dotted like stars.

There are also flower-appreciating connoisseurs next to the flower fields. A family of wild rabbits, young and old, are lined up in a column, all stretching their necks and lifting their noses, with their long ears twitching, which is inexplicably cute.

"You can't eat anything within this range." Leng Yanqiu reminded from a distance and then ignored him.

This large family of residents is very considerate. They never show up when there are outsiders at home, never damage the vegetables in the fields, and never make any noise to disturb the peace.

"Unlike you two, you are restless!" Leng Yanqiu stood outside the bamboo fence with a stern face, pointing at the two new residents who pretended to be innocent after singing a song and scratched mysterious characters on the ground, weighing three or four kilograms.

The hens were still resting, some lying on the wooden racks, and some liked to flutter out of the pits and fit themselves in tightly.

The white-feathered black chicken was on the top shelf, its head shaking, obviously it had woken up, but it maintained an attitude of looking down on the world.

Leng Yanqiu hooked his finger and said, "Okay, I'll put my head back."

"Did you throw the ball to find a husband yesterday? Which of these two did you pick?" Leng Yanqiu got straight to the point. "Or did you not like either of them? That's even better. Next time I'll find you a black chicken prince and you can just throw these two into the same pot."

It is indeed inappropriate to let others hatch black chickens one day.

Leng Yanqiu replied, "I haven't washed up yet, Brother Wang will be here soon."

There was a fluttering sound of wind, accompanied by a clucking sound. Leng Yanqiu turned around quickly. Oh no, something strange happened. A white-feathered black chicken actually spread its wings and flew over the bamboo fence, which was at least one meter high.

Haven’t you heard that chickens have long lost the ability to fly?

Is it possible that the white-feathered black chicken can actually fly out all the time, and is just disguising itself to hide its incompetence on a normal day?

Leng Yanqiu was so obsessed with conspiracy theories at this moment that she was not surprised that the white-feathered black chicken could speak.

Fortunately, it’s still those three syllables.

"You're chasing me, do you mean to keep both of them?"

Leng Yanqiu expressed his admiration: "You have a name now, 'Zha Zha' is you."

"Cluck, cluck." Zha Zha was satisfied with the new name.

"Why are you still following me? Why don't you go and have some fun with your two pets?"

"Cluck, cluck!"

"You followed me to the door, just to let me continue buying big roosters for you? Ugly rejection!" Leng Yanqiu slammed the door shut. It was too shocking. Is the chicken world so chaotic?