I open a small shop to support my family

Under the eaves, Meng Yunshu was leaning on the back of the chair, narrowing her almond eyes slightly to look at the dust flying under the sun, pointing her legs with her fingers, and rubbing her sore waist with the other hand.

Looking sideways at Yu Jinhuai who was sitting under the eaves, he was grinding a hoe on the whetstone in his hand. The spring was warm and flowers were blooming, and the frozen ground was gradually softening, and it was no longer so solid. This spring breeze came to the ground, hoed the weeds in the farmland, and pulled out the frostbitten wheat seedlings.

Thinking that they will use more saponins and cypresses in the future, Meng Yunshu came up with the idea of ​​Baoshan. Unfortunately, they don't have enough money now, so they can only wait for them to make a new shampoo and sell it Going out, in this way, I saved a sum of money in my hand. Fortunately, the cypress trees in Daqingshan now don't need their money, only labor is required.

But it will be used more in the future, so we still need to plant cypress trees in advance. After the saponins on the Daqing Mountain are mature, almost all the villagers will pick them to make money or keep them for home use. Besides, it is not the season for saponins to mature. , They need to think long-term if they want to manufacture shampoo in large quantities.

Meng Yunshu thought about it, and his thoughts gradually drifted away, until Yu Jinhuai's face suddenly appeared in front of him, feeling a big palm on his forehead, Meng Yunshu looked at him blankly, "What's wrong?"

Yu Jinhuai put down his hand, turned around and took a cotton coat to cover him, saying: "It's nothing, go to sleep."

He didn't want to sleep, Meng Yunshu listened to Yu Jinhuai's words, silently stretched out his hand to pull up the clothes that were covering him, then glanced at Yu Zhining's direction quietly, and found that he was holding a wooden stick to bitterly hate him Writing in the sand, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

From now on, Yu Jinhuai will not let Yu Zhining become a young master, but let him practice the "Thousand Characters" he has learned on the sand with a wooden stick. At first, Yu Zhining kept asking why, until Yu Jinhuai put on a straight face, Looking at him blankly, Yu Zhining grabbed his little hand aggrievedly and ran towards Meng Yunshu's arms.

Angrily, he told Meng Yunshu about his little uncle's dominance.

Meng Yunshu didn't think there was anything wrong, sometimes he was always happy to watch Yu Zhining teach the children in the village, pretending to be a little master, and he believed that Yu Jinhuai would not stop Yu Zhining for no reason, unless someone said gossip and he listened to it arrive.

Meng Yunshu, who was basking in the sun and was lazy, thought that Meng Yunshu, who didn't want to sleep, fell asleep leaning on a chair. In his dream, he made soap and became rich. All Xia Chao's soap came from him. Meng Yunshu's mouth was so happy rising.

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Thinking about the Polygonum multiflorum and Saponaria trees he had planted on the farm, Meng Yunshu found an excuse to go to the farm after waking up.

As soon as he entered, he was entangled by the Chunshen tree. The branches wrapped around his arms several times, and the whole tree looked extremely excited, waving its branches vigorously, like a crab with teeth and claws.

Meng Yunshu hurriedly reached out to touch its branches, followed the direction of the leaves, and felt that the branches on his arms were loose. Meng Yunshu's eyebrows and eyes were bent, and he scratched the branches with his fingers, and said with a smile: "OK Okay, I'm going to get busy."

The tree of Chunshen reluctantly let go of its branches, and at the same time, a little green starlight emerged from its branches, floating towards the plants in the farm and blending into their bodies. After a while, all the The leaves of the saponin tree, Polygonum multiflorum, and Sapinbacia tree that Meng Yunshu planted in the farm yesterday became greener, and the sapink tree and Sapindra tree grew even taller. many.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yunshu rubbed its branches happily, and said that she praised it, and hearing that the tree of Chunshen was even happier.

Seeing that they were growing well, Meng Yunshu looked at the Wangshoucao that had been planted next to the Chunshen tree.

After a few days of not paying attention, the Wangyoucao grew a few more leaves. Although it was not tall, Meng Yunshu still cared about it the most.

Thinking about coming, Meng Yunshu stepped into the canteen, the wind chime rang just as he entered, and when he looked up, it was Naritu who came.

That day, Ritu's clothes were changed into thinner ones, and a cloth bag was hung around his waist, which was bulging inside. His hair was half tied up, and he wore a hat on his head, and he carried a bow and arrow behind him. Looking at the bow behind him, Meng Yunshu couldn't help thinking of the bow hanging on the wall of Yu Jinhuai's room.

"Boss Meng." That day, Ritu was full of enthusiasm every time he came, with a happy smile on his face, and his mood would be much better unconsciously when talking to him.

"Naritu, I haven't seen you for a long time." Meng Yunshu's words were correct. Since he met Naritu and Mr. Hua once years ago, he had only seen Naritu until today, and glanced behind him several times. Meng Yunshu Asked: "Did Mr. Hua come with you?"

Ritu grinned that day, smiled and said, "Sir, I have something to do, so it's not convenient to come."

Meng Yunshu nodded, and then asked what he needed. Ritu stared at the dried and fresh fruits on the shelf that day, remembering that Mom and Dad had a bad appetite recently, so they decisively bought strawberries and peaches.

He bought a lot, and Meng Yunshu even gave him an apple.

"Where does Boss Meng live?" Na Ritu asked while putting fruit in his pocket.

"Weiping Mansion." He lowered his head and revealed a few feathered arrows. Meng Yunshu looked at it several times curiously. If his eyes were real, Ritu took out an arrow and put it on the counter to signal him to hold it in his hand. have a look.

Meng Yunshu was not shy when he saw this, he just held it in his hand and looked left and right. The arrow was well protected by the owner, and the head was shining brightly. The trace, after a little thought, guessed that it was a trace of blood left behind. The arrow feathers at the tail were new, obviously just replaced, and there were a few drops of bright red blood on the off-white arrow feathers.

"You went hunting?" Meng Yunshu returned the arrow to him, opened a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ritu nodded that day, and explained with a simple smile: "I went chasing rabbits."

Meng Yunshu didn't ask him if he caught up with him, but just asked about Mr. Hua, taking advantage of his absence, he just picked up some clichés from Naritu's mouth. Unfortunately, Naritu didn't know much, so he said Going is repeating the previous words.

After Ritu left that day, the Zombie King jumped in. As soon as he saw Meng Yunshu, he ran over immediately, clasped his hands tightly on the counter, his blood-red eyes reflected Meng Yunshu's figure, he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear for joy, He kept yelling the word "brother, brother".

For his enthusiasm, Meng Yunshu was no longer surprised. Instead, he took out a candy and put it in his palm, and asked him what he was doing recently.

The Zombie King knew everything about him and told him everything in detail. Hearing that the human leader allowed him to live in the reserve, Meng Yunshu frowned and reminded him to be careful.

It's not that he judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. In the last days, even the relatives of his teammates may rebel, not to mention that the zombie king is already a different kind to them.

Those who are not of my race must be killed, this sentence has never been just a talk.

The Zombie King nodded obediently, expressing that he would definitely listen to his brother's words and keep them firmly in his heart.

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Day by day, the weather is getting warmer, and the weeds are coming out from the ground. The winter jasmine, which belongs to spring, also blooms small yellow flowers in the field and at the foot of the mountain. Its vines climb all over the slope and decorate the foot of the mountain. It is no longer a bare piece.

The little ladies and brothers in the village broke off a few flowers and made them into garlands to wear on their heads, even Yu Zhining was no exception.

In the past few days, Yu Jinhuai was busy with the work in the field, so Meng Yunshu tidied up the vegetable field in the yard and scattered some seeds, including cabbage and lettuce.

At that time, he soaked the eggplant seeds in warm water and carefully selected the strong ones. The door was pushed open with a creak, and Yu Jinhuai came in with a hoe on his shoulder and a bunch of winter jasmine flowers in his hand. It was Yu Zhining bouncing around wearing a wreath.

Hearing the sound, Meng Yunshu raised his head, Yu Jinhuai put the hoe under the eaves, walked up to Meng Yunshu with the flowers, handed them to his eyes, and said gently: "Send it to you."

Meng Yunshu looked at him with a calm face, shook the water on his hands in surprise, took the bunch of neatly trimmed winter jasmine flowers, lowered his head and sniffed, and said in a pleasant tone, "It smells good."

If it is used to make essential oil, it would be even better to add it to shampoo.

And a few days ago when he was walking by the river, he found mint, which can also be picked and put into shampoo. Meng Yunshu, who was immersed in his own thoughts, didn't see Yu Jinhuai's reddish earlobes and stiff steps.

After dinner, the sky had not yet darkened, Meng Yunshu sat under the lamp, flipping through the book in his hand, he bought it from a small shop, it contained how to make essential oil and extract oil, I wonder if he didn't choose it well The book was something else, the book in his hand was not introduced in detail, Meng Yunshu frowned while reading it, and his lips were unconsciously pursed.

On the other side, Yu Jinhuai, who finally found the clue, hurried into the bedroom with the book in his hand.

"Ayun, look, what is this?"

Yu Jinhuai put the book by Meng Yunshu's hand, then sat beside him, and tapped a line of words on the book with his fingertips.

Meng Yunshu put down the book in his hand, looked in the direction he was pointing, saw the introduction of Xanthomonas sorbifolium, picked up the book in disbelief, and stared at it intently. Once upon a time, a family accidentally discovered the sorbifolium tree and used its fruit to make oil. The color is golden yellow, the taste is smooth without astringency, and the fragrance is strong, which is better than soybean oil.

"This is..." Before Meng Yunshu could speak, Yu Jinhuai turned another page, revealing another story about oil made from castor beans.

Seeing these two stories, Meng Yunshu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Yu Jinhuai with sparkling eyes, he hugged Yu Jinhuai excitedly, and the happiness in his eyes overflowed.

Thinking back to the past few days when Yu Jinhuai had nothing to do, he read the book with his hands, and refused to put down the book even with a face of reluctance, Meng Yunshu fully understood why.

Feeling sore and swollen, his whole body was wrapped in happiness, his almond eyes were misty, Meng Yunshu raised his arm and carried Yu Jinhuai on his back to wipe his eyes, listening to his explanation that he would take him to Daqingshan to find a vine crown fruit tree tomorrow, and for a while Yu Jinhuai Hugged even tighter.