future farmer

The next day, the weather was still refreshing.

Fei Jingshuo sneered, he couldn't express any emotion at the cloudless weather that appeared every day, he just got up from the bed, and the clock on the wall was exactly 30:[-], which is not too early for others But it was early enough for him.

It was wearing pajamas and dragging a pair of fluffy slippers. Fei Jingshuo yawned as he walked to the bathroom, half of his body froze.

The steaming hot food was neatly placed on the dining table, and the heat was rising towards the roof. Ye Chengde, who was wearing light gray clothes and trousers, was rolling his sleeves up to his arms, and he was flicking the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table neatly. With Fei Jingshuo's gaze, Ye Chengde turned his head slightly, looked at Fei Jingshuo and raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you awake? I guess it's almost the same. I ordered Xiaomo to prepare the food. You can eat it after washing it." gone."

Fei Jingshuo pursed his lips, nodded in a daze, continued his previous actions, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

It’s just that the scene in front of him feels inexplicably familiar, but what Ye Chengde did in the past was just sitting on the sofa, browsing current affairs news, or eating Fei Jingshuo’s nutritional supplements, or waiting for Fei Jingshuo to cook delicious food , has never been so homely.

Could this be the difference between him not being a boss and being a boss?

Fei Jingshuo wiped his face with cold water, looked at himself in the mirror, and the doubt in his eyes was gradually replaced by joy.

If so, great!

***

"Master, has Xiaotu's maturity made the master angry?"

"Master, Xiaotu thought you would be very happy."

"Master, is it true that wild men are more important?"

"Master, can you take care of Xiaotu?"

From timid to lost and then soft crying, Fei Jingshuo had no time to sort out his feelings about facing Xiaotu again, his heart softened by Xiaotu's soft crying. But when he turned his head and looked at Ye Chengde behind him, he forcibly suppressed the words that had already come to his lips.

That's right, it's good to ask someone or something, but if someone is talking to Xiaotu, isn't it just crazy?

"This farm is much bigger."

"Well, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of hiring someone."

"Potatoes, fungus and greens... Fei Jingshuo, isn't it too few to have two crops in one farm?"

"No, there is a new breed."

"Ok?"

"Here, at the back of the potato grove, the ones that just sprouted, those are tomatoes."

"Tomatoes? Tomatoes with a sweet and sour taste are good as a third crop, but do you know some basic needs of this crop?"

"Ah."

Fei Jingshuo talked one after another, his mind was completely attracted by Xiaotu's appearance of pulling the leaves, and he didn't notice that the identities of the two were completely reversed again in this conversation.

A master is not like a master, and a servant is not like a servant.

***

Ye Chengde raised his head and looked at Fei Jingshuo's movements of looking to the right ten times a minute on average, and following Fei Jingshuo's gaze, he saw that that place was extraordinarily thin compared to the depression in other places. A piece of land that has obviously been planted but not completely loosened, and the only plant on a slightly pocket-sized square land, that is a potato seedling that has obviously been planted for some time.

And Fei Jingshuo's eyes...

Ye Chengde fell silent, watching Fei Jingshuo, who seemed completely indifferent, looked to the right again. This time, when the eyes of the two were synchronized, Ye Chengde could easily see that Fei Jingshuo's gaze was on the potato plant. Above, and when Ye Chengde looked carefully, he could see that the potato plant occasionally moved its leaves as if being blown by the wind, and the emotion in Fei Jingshuo's eyes would change slightly during every turmoil.

What's so special about this potato plant?

"Chengde, if you really go to Jing Shuo, remember to help me see if Jing Shuo has any unique planting secrets. The fungus and green vegetables that I have planted with Fei Shu for a long time have always been level nine, and Jing Shuo He just became an eighth grade.

Of course, Aunt Wen didn’t mean that she wanted to monopolize this secret recipe, but you should understand that Huaibi is guilty. That child Jing Shuo has never left us, so he might be too careless sometimes.

and also....

Chengde, you, Uncle Fei, and I don't have any other skills and can only farm. If you really find out that the child is not born to be good at farming, but has secret recipes, you can tell us something that is not a secret.You and I are getting older, Uncle Fei, so...》

Ye Chengde lowered his eyes slightly, looked away as if he didn't notice, and squatted down with his whole body.Even the low potatoes almost covered Ye Chengde's whole figure, "Then I have to take a good look at these tomato seedlings, so it seems that this should be the first crop I will take care of as a worker."

***

"Ah."

Fei Jingshuo responded according to his inertia, his eyes glanced at Ye Chengde casually, and then he stopped.

Ye Chengde is squatting, his back is still facing him at the moment, is that right?

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

The sobbing, small and extremely aggrieved girl's voice rang in Fei Jingshuo's ears again and again, as if someone was tirelessly poking at the softest part of his heart.

Fei Jingshuo swallowed forcefully, but was finally compromised by the little soil's voice.He strode towards Xiaotu for a few steps, squatted in front of Xiaotu, and gently stroked the leaves of Xiaotu with his palms. When Fei Jingshuo touched him, Xiaotu used the leaves to slap his hands firmly. Fei Jingshuo wrapped his right hand, and continued to speak slowly: "Master, Xiaotu is good, don't hate Xiaotu."

"No, why would I hate Xiaotu?"

"Then why did the master ignore Xiaotu when he came in?"

"That's because...I'm not here alone today."

"So it's because, as Xiaoqing said, you don't like Xiaotu when you have a wild man?"

"...No." Fei Jingshuo raised his voice involuntarily, and subconsciously looked in Ye Chengde's direction. Seeing Ye Chengde squatting without the slightest reaction, he lowered his voice and said with a guilty conscience: " Don't think about it, it's nothing."

"But Master was never like this before."

Fei Jingshuo "..."

It can only be said that he always thinks things too simply, and now he says, "He actually made a mistake in recruiting, and he doesn't need to recruit at all!" Will Ye Chengde simply leave like this?

Fortunately, Xiaotu was comforted by Fei Jingshuo, and his mood improved instantly. Even facing Fei Jingshuo's silence, he obviously didn't like it. He asked in a guilty tone:

"Master, those fruits of Xiaotu..."

The good mood seemed to slip away from his heart in an instant, Fei Jingshuo pursed his lips, looked down at the hands tightly bound by Xiaotu, and his body froze.

"The seedlings are doing pretty well."

As if he knew how to get punched, Ye Chengde slapped his hands with a bit of carelessness, and also changed from squatting to standing up.

"...Well, it's pretty good, but you still have a lot to do."

Escaping is simply the most tasteless world in this world, but it is obvious that Fei Jingshuo is doing it involuntarily while spurning it at the moment.

At least he couldn't respond to Xiaotu until he thought of a way.

It wasn't until this time that Fei Jingshuo suddenly felt that it was not only his own farm that had some benefits.

"Huh?" Ye Chengde raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of doubt.

Fei Jingshuo stood up very softly and quickly from Xiaotu's position, walked in front of Ye Chengde with some urgency, then squatted down, looked at the tomato seedling Xuxu in front of him with an extremely serious tone, and muttered : "The seedlings are generally much more fragile than the grown crops, so we need..."

"it is good."

***

One day at a time, seven days passed in the blink of an eye, just like the first time, except for some unsatisfactory things, Fei Jingshuo was always quite satisfied with the reunion between seven days.

only....

"Master, do you really not pick the fruits of the small soil? If you don't pick them, they will rot. After they rot, they will mix with the soil on the ground and become a part of them. As they rot, I will also rot from the roots. start to rot.

Master, Xiaotu would rather die by picking the fruits of Xiaotu than die in that way.

Master, can you really not fulfill Xiaotu's little wish? "

Gently, lowly, with a little desire to hide, just as before and even more indifferent than before.

Some things don't just pretend they don't exist, they really don't exist.

Some things don't really disappear with the passage of time.

Just like Xiaoqing, in just seven days, after this period of recuperation, the leaves have turned from withered yellow to verdant and lush, and the thick roots are gradually showing dryness due to lack of water. Announcing Xiaotu's death after old age, even Fei Jingshuo's voice still seemed young and soft.

The inside of Xiaotu's body is also composed of lush green and gray stains. It was at this time that Fei Jingshuo realized that when a plant ages, the green that represents health will gradually disappear. The green part will be occupied by various colors that represent miscellaneous stains, and the whole body presents a declining trend.

And it was only at this time that Fei Jingshuo realized how naive his previous understanding of Goldfinger was.

Yes, in theory, every time he removes the impurities in the crops, the green pigment content of each crop will increase, and the life span of the crops will be relatively prolonged when there is more green pigment, but the premise of all this must be When the crops are in the healthiest condition of vitality, that is to say, just like people, the group that suffers this effect is the youth. The life of the soil will not have any extension, but may die early due to the inability to withstand this process of removing impurities.

Apart from being with her, she was watching Xiaotu's death.

How similar to Xiaoqing~

How ironic his golden finger looked at this moment!

The moonlight is like water, and the breeze is like a slow breeze, blowing the ends of the hair, the hem of the clothes, and the rustling of the crops on the farm.Fei Jingshuo silently started to stand up from the squatting position. When he stood up suddenly after squatting for a long time before, the soles of his feet felt itchy.

Fei Jingshuo looked up at the moonlight shining in his eyes, his face was cold.

Can only bear, can't escape, then...