Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 316 315. The power of a good cow

The sweet-scented osmanthus did not wait until Huaiyu put it in a gauze bag and air-dried it all the way.

After Zhou Qian worked so hard to pick up the two large pots of light yellow osmanthus, he poured them into plastic bags and took them back. Ketaro had already smelled the fragrance of the flowers and was standing obediently at the door of the carriage.

Its two yellow-brown membrane wings are purely for show and have no use. Anyway, I have never seen it fly before. Now I'm standing at the door, my wings are shaking again and again, but I still can't find the courage to jump down.

Zhou Qian was speechless when he saw this:

"Katsuro, we don't have to work when we go out now."

But Kataro didn't listen at all.

Seeing Zhou Qian standing motionless in front of him with a bag, he couldn't help but flap his wings anxiously.

In short, you can either carry it down to make sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, or let it make sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the carriage! It just has to work!

Zhou Qian: "..."

Somehow, I suddenly remembered my previous life of digging vegetable gardens for Huaiyu day and night. At this moment, he couldn't help but have some doubts -

"Xiaoyu, don't you have a power that can bind all the creatures you see to be your long-term workers?"

Huaiyu, whose hands and feet were weak after being stimulated by the sweet-scented osmanthus, his eyes lit up: "Is there such a good power? Who has it!"

Zhou Qian sighed and felt a little dizzy again smelling the fragrance of flowers around him: "Ketaro wants osmanthus, can you give it to me?"

"Give it to me!" Huaiyu didn't hesitate, reached out and picked up Ketaro - his light body, smooth carapace, and increasingly cute tentacles!

It's just osmanthus, Huaiyu didn't hesitate: "Let's keep a cup for ourselves, I will make osmanthus syrup later. Give the rest to Ketaro!"

Zhou Qian nodded, couldn't help shaking his head again, and turned back three times in the last step: "Xiaoyu, I'm going to bed first."

Huaiyu nodded and already started to think about what to use to boil the sugar water.

Zhou Qian, on the other hand, was in a daze, with only one thought in his sleepiness - they had only passed two rest areas in two days. If we continue walking at this rate, it would probably take two or three months to circle around the wasteland.

The car door opened and closed, and Goose got out of the car again and took a leisurely stroll.

The snoring started gradually in the car.

Huaiyu grabbed the handful of sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand and smelled it carefully, thinking that the mutation didn't seem to be very strong. It was more of a sleep aid than hypnosis. Otherwise, why would she still feel energetic?

But now...

She pulled out a large orange-red and golden old pumpkin from the carriage, then cut off the top section with a knife, carefully wrapped the rest and put it back. The heavy lump in her hand would be taken away later. You can make sweet osmanthus pumpkin soup.

I just don’t know how long Zhou Qian will sleep for?

…

When Zhou Qian woke up, he was in a trance, as if he didn't know what night it was. The bright sun above his head showed that he had not slept too much, but looking at the bright sun in the center, he quickly sat up.

"Xiaoyu, how long have I slept?"

Huaiyu was squatting with his back to him, not knowing what to do. When he heard Zhou Qian's voice, he quickly turned around and said happily: "Brother Zhou Qian, you are awake. Did you sleep well?"

It was naturally fragrant, and I didn’t even have a single dream, so I had a good sleep.

However, Zhou Qian didn't bother to answer. He just looked at the weird-looking and gaudy thing in Huaiyu's hand and couldn't help but wonder: "What is that?"

Huaiyu lowered his head and looked: "What a hornet's nest!"

"Brother Zhou Qian, didn't you say you can't take the nest away? There just happen to be a lot of discarded pheasant feathers left here. I'll dress it up when I have nothing to do. How about it? Isn't it nice?" To be honest, this combination cannot be called at all. It's nice to look at, but it has a certain weirdness to it.

The small hole at the bottom of the huge, oval-shaped hornet's nest that seemed to be made out of paper was smashed to pieces by the big cub and the second cub. Now it has been smoothed out by Huaiyu again with water -

She felt that it would be a bit unseemly to hang up this hornet's nest and reveal its bottom. But as for who would hang it and who would judge its decency, that was not her concern.

As for the appearance, it looked too plain and simple before, but there is nothing else here. There are a lot of colorful pheasant feathers, a lot of which have been sorted by Huaiyu.

Now facing this...

Anyway, the sweet soup was cooked, but Zhou Qian didn't wake up. Huaiyu hesitated for a moment, and then without hesitation inserted a long, colorful pheasant feather.

Now that we have the first one, will the arrangement of the second and third ones be further apart? After arranging it, the vertical, horizontal and staggered arrangements must be made, right?

It was rare for her to get such a big doll head. Now she came up with many clever tricks and exhausted her aesthetics. She directly inserted it into a weird and colorful large oval ball.

When Zhou Qian wakes up, he still has to complete the last step for her—

Hang up the hornet's nest again.

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After hanging it up, because there was a lot of rope left, the huge hornet's nest circled under the tree, with many feathers scattered high and low on it...

"It's even weirder." Zhou Qian commented.

Huaiyu doesn’t care!

In her eyes, Zhou Qian has no aesthetic taste. So if you disagree, you must listen to her.

The permed pheasant feathers lost their luster, and the feathers became messy and staggered. They were oddly arranged by Huaiyu according to specific colors. From a distance, it looked like the huge head of an unknown monster hanging in the jungle, screaming out of thin air. Life gives birth to vigilance.

But seeing her cheerful and accomplished look, Zhou Qian knew that his opinion was not important at all.

So after obediently hanging up the hornet's nest, he finally took a step back and refused to take another look.

"Let's go."

"If we don't leave, it will be dark again when we go to the next rest area at night - and the journey to the rest area tomorrow will take nearly 9 hours. There is no long rest time at noon, and we need to recharge our batteries."

Only then did Huaiyu realize: "Yes, we are still on our way! But don't worry, Brother Zhou Qian, please drink the sweet-scented osmanthus and pumpkin soup I cooked first. It's very sweet and fragrant."

Zhou Qian originally wanted to rush on his way, but since there was sweet soup...

So he calmly sat down and drank the bowl of slightly sweet soup with a strong floral aroma.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized: "I drank the sweet-scented osmanthus. Will I feel sleepy again?"

But it turns out not to be.

Because for the rest of the drive, he was obviously very energetic from getting enough sleep. On the contrary, Huaiyu toiled all morning, and soon fell asleep as the car kept shaking.

The car was driving alone in the wilderness, but Zhou Qian's heart felt at ease - he didn't have to be very vigilant, but there were still people taking care of his life. This feeling was really unprecedented!

He thought of Big Zai Erzai in the carriage who had no idea that he had done anything bad, and he couldn't help but get a headache again.

It can be seen that Huaiyu, this parent, is not qualified at all and is too doting!

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