Long Jiale

As soon as the summer vacation was over, there were a lot fewer tourists coming and going to Qingquan Village. With fewer tourists, the villagers also relaxed.

Some people even sighed, "It's better to have a holiday. I saw a lot of young people in the village, especially the chirping of children, and I felt energetic when I heard it."

"The next vacation will probably be the winter vacation."

"It's a pity that people won't come here to play during the winter vacation. In the winter, who would like to go out to play, stay at home and enjoy the fire, and eat more meat to survive the winter."

Although the people in the village regret that there are fewer tourists coming and going, and the economic income they can earn is less, they are still content, knowing that there are peak seasons and off-seasons when engaging in rural tourism.

You earn more in peak season and less in off-season. However, whether it is off-season or peak season, it is several times better than before.

In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Li lived in Shen's house for half a month, and he didn't have nothing to do every day. The little fox approached Shen Zhoucheng and opened up an acre of flower fields on the mountain. This little fox had a whim and planned to develop his own. Gardening business.

As a qualified boyfriend, Shen Zhoucheng certainly fulfilled Shen Li's wish and set aside an acre of land next to the peach blossom forest for him to grow flowers for him to play with.

Shen Li felt that he was a fox with his own thoughts.He only yelled at Shen Zhoucheng that he wanted to grow flowers, but he didn't say why he wanted to grow flowers.

He himself, a fox, bought rose seeds on the Internet and sprinkled rose seeds on an acre of land on the mountain.

A little white dumpling stands on its own bare rose field, examines its own country, and fantasizes in its own little head that in a short time, these lands will grow one after another, brightly colored and beautiful roses .

It must be hundreds of times better than the roses someone bought from the flower shop!

That's right, the reason why a lazy little vixen like him wants to plant such a large field of roses is because he is a jealous little vixen.

Although his fox will always be a goldfish brain memory when it comes to eating chicken on weekdays, but when it comes to his boyfriend and rival in love, he is a fussy little vixen!

How could Zhouzhou accept other people's roses!

Xiaobai Tuanzi happily thought that when the roses in his little fox rose field grew, he could give Zhou Zhou roses every day!

Every day is a bouquet of roses, 360 days a year, there are fresh roses!

Shen Zhoucheng was very relieved to see this little vixen, who had always been lazy, manage his own rose field in a decent manner.

Or it can be said to be surrounded by a strong sense of happiness.

This silly little thing can't hide what's in his heart, and he is looking after his own rose field with a proud face. Shen Zhoucheng can already know the reason without asking.

But he deliberately pretended not to know, waiting for beautiful roses to grow in Shen Li's rose field.

Although Shen Zhoucheng had no other reaction to this matter on the surface, he silently raised a few more batches of chickens on the mountain.

No matter how busy he is in practicing every day, he will find time to feed the chickens by himself.

Hand-fed chicken is different.

Shen Li attaches great importance to his rose field, which is his second serious job besides his chicken herding business.

In order to take better care of the flowers in the flower field, his deputy, Little White Snake, is miserable.

The tears of the little white snake can nourish the soil, so the little fox carried out a ruthless "fox" tear gas behavior on his deputy.

In fact, it's not so inhumane, it's just that they changed the place of herding chickens to the rose field.

The place to watch bitter movies has also been moved to the rose field.

After the tear gas was finished, the little fox took the little white snake to pick up the eggs. This was probably what the little white snake looked forward to most every day.

Because he is a snake eager to be drowned in eggs.

Shen Zhoucheng raised a lot of chickens on the mountain, and the eggs laid by the chickens could not be eaten up every day. The little fox felt that the little white snake had contributed a lot to him in nourishing the flower fields, so he gave it a basket of eggs every day, and sometimes he would cut the meat with pain. Willing to share a small piece of chicken with Little White Snake.

To make a fox willing to give up the chicken is already the greatest gratitude and concession that a fox can make.

"Xiao Bai, I'll give you half a chicken!" The little fox struggled again and again, but still decided to give the little white snake some chicken.

The little white snake has made great contributions to its flower field business, and it is also appropriate to share some chicken with him.

Chicken is the most precious gift for a little fox, except for Shen Zhoucheng, no one would want to snatch the chicken from him.

The red snake letter of the little white snake spits out a "silk silk" sound.

Little White Snake: "..."

As a white snake who loves eggs, he really doesn't like chicken.

Little White Snake: "Si Si Si..." I just need eggs.

Little fox: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This is the first time the little fox is willing to share the chicken with other people, how can the other party refuse the delicious chicken!

When Shen Zhoucheng came to look for his little vixen, he found the fox and the snake standing on the bare mountain, chatting with you and me.

The little fox is born with language talent, not only can quickly master the pigeon language, but now he can understand the snake language without any obstacles.

Seeing the current scene, Shen Zhoucheng could only understand what his little vixen was talking about.

"I helped me nourish the flower field, I want to thank you!"

"Eggs? How about only eggs!!"

"Try it! Chicken is the best thing in the world!"

"How can eggs taste better than chicken?"

"No, you must try the chicken!"

……

Arguing and quarreling like elementary school students, Shen Zhoucheng walked over and hugged the little fox in his arms, trying to persuade the fox and snake to fight.

These two little guys are all brains.

Different races have different preferences. In order to express his gratitude, the little fox must send his favorite chicken, while the little white snake thinks eggs are the best.

Shen Zhoucheng pinched the paw pads of the little thing in his arms, thinking that his little vixen was so generous once in a while, how could he not give away his chicken.

He squatted down and said to the little white snake: "The chicken that the little fox gave you, you can give it to Xue Zhenqing, he should like it."

When the little white snake, who was still in various rejections, heard this, her small red Doudou eyes lit up, and her head turned around.

The little white snake felt that Shen Zhoucheng was right.

He decides to accept the thank you chicken presented to him by the little fox.

At noon, I was at Wangzhulou, and Jixiang helped prepare a table full of chicken feast. The little fox turned into Shen Li, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the chicken on the table with a sad face.

When it came time to let a fox reluctantly cut the flesh, it was very, very painful.

Shen Zhoucheng looked at his tangled and painful little expression, and couldn't help but laugh. In the rose field, this little fool was generous in every way. The little white snake didn't want chicken as a thank you, so he insisted on giving it to the other party. Now, again The flesh hurts so badly.

Shen Zhoucheng picked up a plate and scooped out a big spoon from every dish on the whole chicken feast.

Shen Li was like a chicken-watching stone, staring at Shen Zhoucheng's hand holding the spoon without blinking.

He might be expecting Shen Zhoucheng to turn into a trembling aunt in the university cafeteria for a second-after scooping up a spoonful, he shakes all the chicken back.

Especially the shiitake mushroom chicken, I hope it's all shiitake mushrooms, don't scoop his chicken from a fox.

However, the little white snake has indeed contributed to his rose field, how can he be so stingy as a fox.

Shen Li showed his little tail, and stretched out the white and beautiful fox tail to cover his eyes.

give him!give him!give him!

So distressed.

Seeing him in such pain, Shen Zhoucheng felt a little bit pained, after all, the reason why the little fox ran the flower field was because of him.

He sped up the movements of his subordinates, quickly loaded the plate, put it into a small basket, and handed it to the teacup little white snake who was waiting by the side.

The little white snake hooked the handle of the small basket with its thin snake tail, and walked upstairs.

To outsiders, this scene does look a little panicky.

Because the little white snake habitually maintains the size of a teacup snake, the thickness of his whole snake is less than the width of a person's little finger, and the tip of his tail is even thinner.

The tip of such a thin tail hooked the handle of the basket, making people worry whether his thin tail could bear the weight of the basket.

Little White Snake worked hard and went upstairs with his gift to give it to Xue Zhenqing who was playing games in the room.

When it came in again carrying the basket, it made a slight noise. Xue Zhenqing was already used to the sound of the little white snake, and he didn't feel scared when he heard his slight snake sound.

In order to reduce the fear of the little white snake, Xue Zhenqing also took many pocket photos of the little white snake and hung them behind the computer wall.

When I look up while playing games, I can see the photo of the little white snake itself.

Xue Zhenqing thought, hang the photos where you can see them every day, after a long time, you will get used to it, and you will naturally not be afraid.

Xue Zhenqing has not noticed the specific effect of these photos until now, but every time he takes a look at them when he is tired from playing games, his whole spirit is lifted.

"Perhaps... when I was training at the base, I should hang up such a photo to remind myself at all times..." Xue Zhenqing thought thoughtfully.

Just at the end of a qualifying match, Xue Zhenqing succeeded in eating chicken!

He looked at the screen saying "Good luck, chicken tonight", and a picture of a roast chicken with a strong aroma popped up in his mind.

It's almost noon, and I'm really hungry.

Xue Zhenqing stretched quite comfortably, thinking that Qingquan Village is really a wonderful place.

Although it is not as convenient as takeaway in the city, fortunately there is a 660-year-old mahjong chef next door. The taste of the food is several times better than any takeaway.

When the game can no longer be played, he will be a gourmet live broadcast!

It just so happens that the little white snake is back, take him down to look for food.

Xue Zhenqing thought lazily in his heart.

In Qingquan Village, although there are a lot of delicious food, it would be great if there are hardworking takeaway brothers to deliver them.