Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

There are two big roosters on the top wooden rack. You will be scared at first glance. They are sleeping standing on one leg, with the other leg tucked into its feathers. Their necks are turned around like the hens, and their heads are buried in their wings.

This is a martial arts master!

The military training instructor, the master's chicken, is a scumbag, so shouldn't he be arrogant?

Leng Yanqiu nodded while holding the egg tray: "Keep working hard, slag. When the greenhouse is built, you can teach them to maintain hygiene and protect the vegetables, fruits and flowers, and then you can achieve collective freedom."

Collective freedom. Doesn’t that mean you can lead an army of chickens across the entire compound? How awesome!

Zha Zha happily jumped onto the brick steps, walked over the wooden stick, spread his wings and flew into the bamboo fence.

Leng Yanqiu began to doubt the chicken's intelligence. Wasn't the bamboo fence door open? Why did it bother to climb up and then fly down?

"I'll revise my promise. From now on, if we find any behavior that affects the sanitation of the chickens, we will put them in solitary confinement."

But the fierce look she had just shown was immediately broken when she felt a furry touch on the soles of her feet.

The two big rabbits appeared again and followed Leng Yanqiu's feet with the intention of getting close to her. They were not afraid of her from the beginning and did not need her feeding management.

However, today's mode of getting along should be adjusted. After all, it has changed from a relationship of being tenants to a relationship of host and guest.

"Here, take a look at the hygiene conditions of your neighbors' homes..."

Leng Yanqiu discovered that these two big rabbits might just be naturally close to her. In fact, they couldn't understand what she said at all. After all, they didn't even respond and just followed her.

Well, as long as you don’t harm your own vegetable garden, it’s fine to remain cute.

After cleaning up outside, there were still some express boxes in the house that had not been unpacked.

The fastest to arrive was the air fryer.

It's time to work! Leng Yanqiu is feeling very happy. After cleaning the new pot, go pick some flowers.

There are still unfinished supports in the greenhouse, the vegetable fields are basically undamaged, the newly planted mint and honeysuckle show no signs of withering, and the two rows of jasmine fields are in full bloom, with small white flowers dotted everywhere with a rich fragrance.

Leng Yanqiu was still in the mood to sing, "What a beautiful jasmine flower, what a beautiful jasmine flower..."

These days, I am becoming more and more unrestrained. If I don't want to sleep late at night, I will just stay awake. If I want to listen to music, I will listen to it without wearing headphones.

The cell phone is an autonomous entity. When no one touches it, the song changes to another one: "Let me put this plum blossom on your head, and see if I can keep you before the wind comes. Let me burn all the flowers of the four seasons, what do you think? Then you will be the last one..."

This is a magical song, because Leng Yanqiu, who has never sung in several lifetimes, actually hummed along and clicked on loop playback.

"Let me pick all the jasmine flowers in this garden. I'll do whatever I say..."

It is easier said than done. She picked two full baskets of star-like white flowers. The skills she had just learned from the gardener were ignited. Leng Yanqiu also did some pruning, inserting the scissors at the second opposite leaf under the flower. The cutting made a "clicking" sound and she felt clear-headed.

After it is clear, you can start the next step. She is not particular. She washes all the blooming, half-opened and unopened buds in water, then spreads most of them on gauze to dry, and puts a small part into the air fryer to try drying.

The brand new pot soon became fragrant. The first pot of jasmine flowers, which had turned yellow and shrunk by half their size, was poured out. When pinched by hand, they made a dry "rustling" sound, filling this dawn with the smell of fireworks.

That’s right, Leng Yanqiu was busy all night, accompanied by songs and the fragrance of flowers.

When Brother Wang arrived, she had already prepared some simple bags of jasmine flowers, 5g in each bag, which could be sealed by pinching and smoothing the opening.

Leng Yanqiu opened the courtyard door, and every strand of her hair was scented with jasmine. Brother Wang twitched his nose and asked a series of questions: "Is it available? Let me tell you, Xiaoqiu, I have been thinking about your flower tea for several days."

As long as they can make money, a fruit shop can sell vegetables and eggs, so selling tea is also fine!

Leng Yanqiu chuckled, with a tired look on her face: "This can't be considered tea, it's just flowers, freshly dried flowers."

Brother Wang: "You got up early? No, you didn't sleep all night? Xiaoqiu, this won't do. Lack of sleep will have a huge impact on your health. Look at me, your brother. I get up early every day, right? But if I don't have anything important to do, I'll take a nap in the afternoon. I can work until four or five in the morning. Otherwise, I'll ruin my body."

"Well, I'll pay attention next time." Leng Yanqiu rubbed his face, "After you pick the vegetables, pack a few bags of dried flowers and try the effect of making tea. Help me set a price and then explore the sales."

"Okay, okay, leave it to me, don't worry!" Brother Wang walked to the door of the greenhouse and turned his head to show concern, "Xiao Qiu, at least take a nap for a while. I will pick the vegetables myself, weigh them, calculate the bill, and you don't have to worry about anything."

"Yes." Leng Yanqiu agreed and took out a few small plastic bags from the house and gave them to Brother Wang, leaving a few bags for Master Wu and people who were friendly to her.

She didn't dare lie down to sleep. Meditation was also a way of resting. The fragrance of the jasmine gradually faded. She entered a state of ecstasy. The world seemed empty...

"Xiao Leng, are you home? The tricycle is at home. Xiao Leng, are you not going to school today?"

Master Wu's loud voice exploded outside the window.

Leng Yanqiu's soul returned, and for a moment she almost forgot what day it was. The feeling she had just felt was very familiar, as if she had reached a critical point, and was only a thin layer of window paper away from a breakthrough.

But the spiritual energy here is obviously thin and she is still just a mortal.

Oh no, she was shocked, she still had to go to school!

There were already three missed calls on the phone. The current time was 8:20, the first class was just starting, and the head teacher called.

"Oh, I'll go right away!" Leng Yanqiu first answered the person outside the window, and then dialed back the missed call.

Teacher Sun lowered his voice. He was in class. If he wasn't thinking about the darling of the class, he would not have answered the call.

"Is something wrong with you? Tell the teacher."

"No, I just fell asleep. Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

"Don't worry, eat breakfast first, take your time, and be safe."

Teacher Sun's earnest advice surprised and made all the students in the class envy the late student who was treated so well.

Because the class that Teacher Sun teaches is Class 4, he is not one of the hardcore students in the class and does not understand the high treatment of the big babies in Class 3.

Is it so happy to be a student in Class 3?

The students in Class 3 were in a daze during the Chinese class because Leng Yanqiu was absent and could not be contacted. Teacher Liang looked at the empty seat at the back door from time to time, and the students felt weak and powerless as if their backbone had been taken away.

The experience of sitting on the floor and studying hard in the office building opposite last night added fertilizer to the flower of friendship among the students in Class 3. They were like comrades who had fought together back to back. Every participant felt that this friendship could be elevated to that of "friendship for life and death."