Chapter 737 A sadistic female partner farming in the last days (22)
“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, dear 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.
Mrs. 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 she turned over, knocked him to the ground and cried. 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!
You forgive each other just by playing with each other?
The big dog waved his big fluffy tail and asked for comfort: I use him as a meat pad and have his tail stepped on. It is really not a dog's job to play with him! 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 keep it out of the way: "It's not lunch time yet, why are you in a hurry! I'll give you something to eat later, by the way, why are you robbing Guaibao of Rongdou! Don't you have dog food?"
Before going out, she filled his two big dog bowls, just to be afraid that this guy wouldn't have enough to eat and would rummage around the house and make trouble.
Niuniu whimpered unhappily: Whoever likes to eat dog food can 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 dissolved beans the little guy ate had the taste of sweet water. He only licked a few to satisfy his craving, but he didn’t **** them all away.
In the final analysis, Dagouzi pursues the aura of Linglu, while Guabao likes the sweetness of strawberries and refuses to give in to anyone.
The big one and the little one were at odds 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 by now.
She carried Guabao to the backyard: "Baby, we are not like Big Dog. We have finished eating the strawberry 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 it or not, but he was very happy anyway. He clapped his little hands and laughed at the corner of his mouth.
The lateral incisors on the lower gums have recently sprouted a little bit of white. No wonder I love drooling and biting things so much. I guess it’s because I have new teeth.
Thinking about baking some teething biscuits for him at night so that he can hold them and chew them.
“Qingqingqing...qingqing...”
Guabao 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 now."
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 you use scrap wood to nail a batch of wooden trough boxes? 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.
There isn’t enough land! Xu Yin looked at the front and back 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. …
Having confirmed her eyes, he is the person she is 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 spare energy.
Feng Shujin gave her a gate access card and gave up the decision-making power for planting in the garden.
The flowers in the garden are also at her disposal.
After Mrs. Jiang heard this, 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 intervene in 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.”
Sister-in-law Jiang opened her mouth: "..."
50% of the land rent, I don’t know whether to call it 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 plot of their own.
If you don’t know how to grow complicated vegetables, can you still grow green onions that can survive just by plugging them in, 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.
Meanwhile, we must often pull weeds and eliminate insects, otherwise as soon as the vegetable leaves grow, they will be used as food by caterpillars with very 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. With his thick skin, I am afraid that even Karl Marx, who wrote "Das Kapital", would want to get rid of the coffin. The man who jumped out 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 probably means: you worry too much. Even if you don't have enough, he will give you something."
…”
In that room, Xu Yin had a few free spaces 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 was lying outside the kitchen door with her tongue hanging out, as if waiting for Xu Yin to feed it.
"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?”
The big dog: “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 this chapter)