Chapter 64: Meet Cai Shaoqing again

When we returned to the village, it was already noon, and they had lunch at Le Lang's house.

Le Lang saw that he couldn't finish planting all the fruit seedlings in an afternoon, so he might as well wait until tomorrow to ask some people to come over to help. Otherwise, how long would it take to weed and plant fruit seedlings in the more than ten acres of wasteland?

Seeing that nothing happened, Lao Qi and Naruto left after eating. When they arrived, they said they would come back tomorrow to help. Anyway, they had nothing to do. Apart from fishing, Naruto spent the rest of his time either sleeping or eating. Lao Qi took care of it.

The reservoir will have to wait until after the rainy season to release fish fry. Now it only raises some ducks and is very relaxed.

Lelang took a rest, planted some fruit seedlings in the front yard, and planted them on the fence of the backyard. He planted some of each of bayberry, mango, loquat, lotus root, green jujube, black plum, and papaya. The fence

A fruit seedling was planted four or five meters from the side, and the originally slightly bleak courtyard wall suddenly gave people a hint of fresh green.

He also planted some fruit seedlings next to the pavilion to be built. When these fruit seedlings grow up, they can become large shade trees to avoid suffering from the sun. In addition to planting them in the yard, he also took

Some were planted in the space, but in the end he counted only ninety bayberry and ninety mango trees left. The rest were planted in the yard and in the space.

Lelang actually didn’t know how to grow fruit seedlings. He used to bring the fruit seedlings and then dig a hole to plant them. Fortunately, when he was buying fruit seedlings, the enthusiastic Lao Wang told him that this was also the case with Lao Wang.

He has good intentions and has already learned lessons from Naruto.

He listened to Lao Wang's words and dug a hole of about 90 centimeters in the ground where the fruit seedlings were planted. He spread a layer of chicken, duck and sheep manure underneath, buried a layer of soil, and planted the fruit seedlings on top.

He took out spring water from the space and poured it on it. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he clearly heard the pleasant moans coming from the fruit seedlings.

After he finished planting the fruit seedlings in the backyard, he also used the chicken, duck and sheep manure that he had accumulated in the corner. Fortunately, the fruit seedlings planted in the space did not have to be buried with fertilizer like those planted in the backyard, otherwise it would not be enough.

.The Yuruyi Space is full of fertile black soil, and there is no need to fertilize it at all. I didn’t see those Thai mutant bananas growing tall and strong, and the bananas they produced were fat and big.

In Le Lang's eyes, these bananas are of no use except for making banana wine. Each banana weighs almost a pound and makes you hungry easily. Except for those women who like to lose weight, who would like them.

After planting the fruit seedlings in the backyard and Yu Ruyi Space, Le Lang also took out a bucket of spring water from Yu Ruyi Space and sprayed it on the fruit seedlings placed in the front yard. Although the weather is not hot now, it is better to be careful.

Otherwise, if you plant it and die, your work will not be in vain.

After finishing it, Le Lang brewed himself a cup of white camellia, took a rocking chair and lay under the old longan tree in the front yard, drinking while feeling the fragrance of white tea that filled his nose.

Le Lang was drinking tea under the old longan tree. He had no idea that amazing changes were taking place in Yu Ruyi's space. He saw that the originally white space around Yu Ruyi suddenly rolled and moved away.

The pile of small stones also became a little taller and grew into a pile of hills. The spring water that kept emerging seemed to have become a little bigger. A little green slowly grew on the small stone hills, and the surrounding space suddenly expanded to

More than two acres.

Lelang, who was drinking tea, didn't know the earth-shaking changes that had taken place in the space. He just took a sip of tea slowly, lay on the rocking chair, and swayed leisurely. At this time, he felt that he could brew a cup of white camellia.

Smelling the faint fragrance of camellia, tasting the slightly astringent and sweet tea, lying under the old longan tree, it was a great blessing. At this time, he couldn't help but think of a poem by Su Dongpo: "Life is like a dream, a bottle

Return the moon over the river."

However, his emotion was ruined not long after by Sanlang who ran over. Sanlang ran over and grabbed Le Lang's hand and said, "Uncle A Lang, Uncle A Lang, you won't let me ride at three o'clock." San Lang shook Le Lang's hand while shaking his hand.

Lang's hand pointed at Sandian, who was lying on the ground with his head pulled back, pretending to sleep.

Once, Sanlang saw someone riding a horse on TV. He found it very interesting and envious in his eyes. In a blink of an eye, he saw San Dian lying on the side, so he ran over and sat on it. Unexpectedly, San Dian actually took him with him.

Turned around in a circle.

From then on, San Lang liked to let San Dian carry him around, but San Dian was not happy, so he started to play tricks. Every time he saw San Lang sitting on him, he would roll his stomach and stick out his big tongue to wash San Lang's face.

She just refused to ride for him, which made Saburo very angry.

There was nothing he could do about this Le Lang. He touched Saburo's head and said, "If we don't ride at three o'clock, uncle will take you to Nannan's house to play."

Just now, Le Lang remembered that he hadn't asked anyone to help plant fruit seedlings, so he planned to go to his uncle's house and ask him to help find some people to plant fruit trees, clean up the weeds, and dig a small pond.

Water the fruit trees.

Le Lang drove Sanlang to the square in front of the temple on a motorcycle. He saw a lot of old men practicing musical instruments there. An old man who was playing the second string saw Le Lang coming on a motorcycle and shouted to him.

Said: "A Lang, come here."

Lelang heard someone shouting, stopped his motorcycle nearby, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see an old man waving to him over there. He knew all these old people, but he had forgotten their names. He remembered the one who called him.

It was called "Mu Gen". He looked carefully and saw Huang Laodao sitting in it. It seemed that the old man was messing with something again.

He parked his motorcycle and took Sanlang over. Sanlang saw a lot of gongs and drums and looked around curiously.

Zi Chemugen saw Le Lang coming and said to him: "A Lang, Lao Niubi said, my playing of the second string is terrible, and it's even worse than yours. Tell me, tell me, how am I playing?"

Sample."

Hearing his words, Le Lang immediately understood what was going on. The old man must have been talking nonsense (bragging) everywhere again, and in the end he was blamed for it.

"No way, my playing can't compare with yours. You play much better than me. Don't listen to his nonsense." Le Lang said humbly,

"How about it, A Lang has already said this, what else can you say, Lao Niubi?" After hearing Le Lang's words, Mu Gen immediately said proudly to Huang Laodao.

"He said, just believe it. If you let him play it, he will know what level you are. Why, you don't dare to let him play it?" The old Taoist glanced at him and pretended to be disdainful.

"What, I don't dare to let him play? Come on, Ah Lang, give it a try. I want to see if what this old Niubi said is true." When Zi Che Mugen heard this, he became furious and grabbed the second digit in his hand.

Xian was put into Le Lang's hands and he gave up the chair for him to do it.

This is obviously just trying to get on the shelf, I am offending someone, Le Lang said with a wry smile. But Zi Che Mugen has already mentioned this, so he can’t do it. He glanced at Huang Laodao and sat down, this old man

You will have nothing to worry about.

Helpless, Le Lang took the Erxian and sat on the seat given by Mu Gen. He strummed his hand and a cheerful tune suddenly jumped between the strings: "How can life be so tiring? My body is so tired that I can't bear it. How can life be like this?"

It's so short, I can't measure my short armor... I have the ambition to reach the clouds... but God doesn't protect me. I can't save it. I have the ambition to reach the clouds... but God doesn't protect me.

I can’t save you.”

Le Lang casually strummed it, and a cheerful second string song immediately flew out of his hand.

At dusk, people who went to the ground gradually came back, and everyone gathered around to listen to the old people talking and singing. But at some point, the old people had stopped playing the instruments in their hands, leaving only the two pieces turning between Le Lang's fingers.

string.
Chapter completed!