A year later, earth-shaking changes took place inside the canyon.
The originally uninhabited open area has been covered with neat courtyards.
There are seven wooden houses in the small courtyard, surrounded by bamboo fences, with red roofs and white walls, well arranged and beautiful.
Twenty adjacent small courtyards are collectively called a village.
The village is not big, and each household is an old army unit. They are very familiar with each other, and they get along with their families harmoniously and happily.
Between each village, there is a small square market with a medical center inside, which is convenient for villagers to see a doctor, take medicine, and go shopping in their spare time.
Between every five villages, there is a school building, which is convenient for children to study nearby.
The village built along the stream has fish ponds and lotus ponds.
The land for growing food is divided into two categories, paddy fields and soil fields.
Based on the different specialties of the old military units, Lin Jinyu asked them to sign up and contract to plant different lands.
Plant food, or breed fish and shrimp, grow lotus root, and grow vegetables.
The enthusiasm of the old army is very high. When they come to the paradise with ample food and clothing, they participate in the construction with a grateful heart, open up wasteland for planting, and raise fish and shrimp.
A year later, the canyon is already a scene of a bumper harvest, and the grain warehouse is full.
Corn, wheat, and rice with full grains are connected into one piece, and you can't see the end at a glance.
Tomatoes, spinach, potatoes, cucumbers, all kinds of vegetables are growing gratifyingly.
Rapeseed flowers are blooming one after another, and the flowers are fragrant and beautiful.
A year flies by, the little prince is eight years old, and Su Qingluo is eleven years old.
Eleven-year-old girl, slim and graceful, with a heroic look in her brows, which is not to be underestimated.
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Mysterious Canyon, Bamboo House.
The little prince came to the door of his sister's room with breakfast, called his sister, and knocked **** the door.
The little prince turned his body sideways, put his ears on the door, listened intently for a while, pouting his cheeks, showing a bit of worry.
"Snapped!"
He pushed open the door hard, stepped over the threshold, and entered the house. Without any surprise, he saw his sister sleeping soundly on the table again.
The table is full of bottles and jars, which contain all kinds of newly developed elixir.
"Sister, wake up, breakfast is ready."
The little prince's big bright eyes flashed with distress, and he shook his sister's shoulder vigorously to wake her up.
"Its daybreak."
Lin Qingluo opened her eyelids, stretched her waist, and couldn't help but yawned again.
"Sister, you stay up late to make medicine again, and you will ruin your health in the long run."
The little prince pouted and was unhappy~www..com~ put the breakfast on the table, picked up the comb skillfully, and combed his sister's hair.
His hands are very skillful, he skillfully picked up the hair, tied it into a hairpin flower, tied it with a ribbon, and the rest of the long hair was scattered on the shoulders, flowing and smooth.
Lin Qingluo straightened her back very naturally. After he combed his hair and washed his face with clean water, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
She ate casually, thinking about the configuration of the prescription while chewing, thinking about which herb was more suitable.
"Sister, concentrate on eating, it's not good for your stomach to think about it while eating."
The little prince interrupted him unhappily.
"Xuan'er, don't you want to practice martial arts?"
Lin Qingluo came back to her senses, and blinked her eyelids with a smile: "The plan for a day lies in the morning. Morning is the best time to exercise. Martial arts practice can get twice the result with half the effort."
"Since my sister knows, why do you still stay up late, don't go to bed early and get up early, and practice kung fu with Xuan'er."
The little prince pouted, his little eyes were full of resentment.
"Uh, who made the buns? They're delicious."
Lin Qingluo smiled mischievously, picked up a bun and stuffed it into her mouth, taking the opportunity to prevaricate.
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