"Niuniu, Niuniu, please open up! It's too heavy, you guy!"
Pushing the big dog aside, Xu Yin was able to take off her coat, wash her hands, picked up the little guy who followed her step by step, and kissed him:
"Sister is working outside today, what are you doing at home, baby? Are you having a good time?"
"Niu...niu...bad!"
The little guy pointed at the innocent-looking big dog next to him and complained to Xu Yin in a gluttonous voice.
Aunt Jiang explained with a smile: "When I got up from my nap, I brought some soluble beans for my dear baby. I didn't want to be cut off by Niuniu. These were the only strawberry-flavored soluble beans left. The little guy didn't eat them, so he got angry and crawled I stepped on Niu Niu's tail, and Niu Niu turned over, knocked him to the ground, and cried loudly. But we just made up again, because I had to cook and didn't have time to play with blocks with him, so Niu Niu handed it to him."
Xu Yin couldn't help but be happy, what a realistic little guy!
Do you forgive each other just for playing with each other?
The big dog swung his big fluffy tail and begged for comfort: I used him as a meat pad and had his tail stepped on. The job of playing with him is really not a dog's job! Quickly fulfill your promise: give me a sip of sweet water.
The big fluffy tail swung into Xu Yin's face several times.
Xu Yin kicked it to get it out of the way: "It's not dinner time yet, why are you in a hurry! I'll give you something to eat later, by the way, why are you robbing Guabao of Rongdou! Don't you have dog food?"
Before she went out, she filled his two large dog bowls, just in case the guy didn't have enough to eat and would rummage around the house and make trouble.
Niuniu whimpered unhappily: Whoever likes to eat dog food will eat it! I am a dog with pursuits, so I won’t eat that stuff...
Ahem, okay, I will eat even when I am very hungry, but that is not when I am not very hungry.
The melted beans the little guy ate had the taste of sweet water. He only licked a few to satisfy his craving, but he didn't snatch them all away.
After all, what Da Gouzi pursues is the aura of Ling Lu, while Gua Bao likes the sweetness of strawberries and won't give in to anyone.
The whole family was at odds with each other for a long time, and they finally reconciled before dinner.
Speaking of strawberries, Xu Yin remembered that she had raised several strawberry seedlings last week, and they must have sprouted now.
She carried Guabao to the backyard: "Baby, I'm not like Big Dog. I've finished eating the strawberries and beans, and my sister will plant strawberries for you to eat!"
He came to the west corner and lifted up a corner of the plastic film covering it: "Look! The strawberries have sprouted! My sister will transplant it into a pot tomorrow. After a while, it will produce big red strawberries, and the baby will be able to pick them. have eaten."
The little guy didn't know whether he understood or not, but he was very happy anyway, clapping his little hands and laughing at the corner of his mouth.
The lateral incisors on the lower gums have recently sprouted a little bit of white. No wonder they drool so much and bite things so much. I guess they have new teeth.
I'm thinking about baking him some teething biscuits at night so he can hold them and chew on them.
"Check...cut..."
Guobao pointed at the green strawberry seedlings and struggled to pick them.
Xu Yin picked him up helplessly: "This is not a vegetable, it is a strawberry. You can't eat it yet."
The land in the west corner of the backyard was specially used by her to raise seedlings. After the seedlings emerge, they are planted in the ground or in pots.
Didn't we use scrap wood to nail a batch of wooden trough boxes before? Crops that are not cold-resistant can be transplanted into these wooden boxes after seedlings are grown and moved to the sun room upstairs.
However, strawberries are relatively cold-resistant. Although the temperature has dropped in the past few days, the lowest temperature is still above freezing, so there is no need to move into the house yet.
But the ground is full of them, so they can only be planted in wooden trough boxes.
There is not enough land!
Xu Yin looked at the front and rear courtyards that she had planted so much that it was more than an acre but still not enough. She looked up to the sky and sighed, not wanting to make eye contact with Feng Shujin who had just stepped out of the terrace and looked towards her yard. …
After checking her eyes, he was the one she was looking for!
"Have you grown vegetables in your yard?"
"..."
In this way, the front and back gardens of Villa No. 6 have become a battlefield for Xu Yin to exert her remaining enthusiasm.
Feng Shujin gave her a gate access card and gave up the decision-making power of planting in the garden.
The flowers in the garden are also at her disposal.
When Mrs. Jiang heard about it, she was so surprised that her jaw almost dropped to the ground: "Does the neighbor really let you go in and grow vegetables?"
Xu Yin smiled and nodded: "Well, I made an appointment with Mr. Feng. Apart from providing vegetable seeds, he will not interfere with anything else. I have the final say on what to plant and how to plant it. He and I have the final say on the vegetables that are grown." Five points.”
Mrs. Jiang opened her mouth: "..."
The 50% land rent, I don't know whether to say it is expensive or cheap.
It must have been expensive before, but now, in the last days when large farms are occupied and surrounded by mutated animals and plants, everyone is eager to have a vegetable patch of their own.
If you don’t know how to grow complicated vegetables, can you still grow green onions that can survive just by inserting them, or chicken feathers that can survive even with a handful of rapeseeds?
In Villa No. 6, Song Haobin, who learned about this, showed the same surprised face as Mrs. Jiang, but the content of surprise was different:
"Teacher Xu is here to help us grow vegetables? She will get 50% of the harvest?" Isn't this a bit bullying?
How hard is it to grow vegetables? Before planting, you need to plan and divide the ridges, and after planting, you need to fertilize and water.
During this period, you must often pull weeds and eliminate insects, otherwise as soon as the vegetable leaves grow, they will be used as food for caterpillars with fast eyes.
And since we have agreed to grow green organic vegetables, we must not use chemical fertilizers, but organic fertilizers. Where do organic fertilizers come from? You have to use dead leaves and rotten vegetables for retting; you can’t spray pesticides or use insecticides to remove insects. Otherwise, can they still be called organic vegetables?
Such a detailed count——
Song Haobin couldn't help complaining about his boss in his heart - he is truly a dark horse in the investment world, a hunter who plays with capital, and a real big landowner in ancient times. If he is so thick-skinned, even Karl Marx who wrote "Das Kapital" would want to start from him. The man who jumped out of the coffin and said, "I want to write you into "Das Kapital""!
At the same time, I couldn't help but feel aggrieved for Xu Yin: "Teacher Xu is so sincere. If it were me, I wouldn't plant it if you didn't give 70%."
Feng Shujin glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
Song Haobin asked He Siyu quietly: "What is Mr. Feng's look like?"
He Siyu very enthusiastically interpreted the boss's eyes for him: "It's probably saying: You worry too much. You are three and he is seven, but they are not enough to give you a seed."
"..."
In that compartment, Xu Yin had a few more areas to play with, and she was in a happy mood. That night, she not only cooked a meal of dumplings herself, but also baked some teething biscuit sticks, melted beans and other complementary foods for her little cute brother after dinner.
When the rongdou came out of the oven, Niu Niu lay outside the kitchen door with her tongue hanging out, as if waiting for Xu Yin to feed her.
"This dog has become a spirit." Mrs. Jiang was so angry and funny that she couldn't help but speculate on its motives. "Yinyin, you said that it hangs around Guobao during the day, riding him, serving as a cushion for him, and building blocks with him. How can he Isn’t that why you stutter like this?”
Big Gouzi: "Woof!"
If I didn't care about this stutter, would I be willing to be a nanny for a little kid? Wouldn’t it be nice to go back to the dog house and sleep?
(End of chapter)
