The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

When he came to the orchard, Baldy Li didn't play with his mobile phone in the house, but walked around the door.

"Well, Baldy Li."

Zhang Zian parked the car, took the elixir from the rear compartment, walked up to Baldy Li and asked.

"I just came over after eating, digesting and digesting the food." Baldy Li said, then went to the house to take out the watering can, mixed it with water, and the two went to the orchard to get busy.

After finishing the orchard and the greenhouse, the whole process took nearly an hour.

Baldy Li was so tired that he was out of breath and sat on the edge of the ground, not wanting to move.

"It's too hard to make money, it's more comfortable to eat and wait to die before." Baldy Li said sincerely.

Zhang Zian threw the watering can into the room and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll give you a bonus at the end of the month."

This is indeed physical work, and it's good that I have spiritual power. Baldy Li is so skinny, it's not bad that he can persist for so long.

"Really? How much?"

As soon as he heard about the bonus, Baldy Li regained his spirits, got up from the ground and said.

Two hundred for working during the day, one hundred for looking at the garden, and another hundred for spraying spiritual liquid.

Oh my dear, isn't this earning more than city people?

"One thousand." Zhang Zian raised a finger and smiled.

"Then we can be sure." Baldy Li was afraid that Zhang Zian would return.

"That's right."

Zhang Zian drove the car back home, it was still early, he rushed into the yard and began to refine Zengling Pill.

I have already used seven or eight ginseng whiskers, and seeing that there are not many left, I will use the main body of ginseng in the future.

Zhang Zian controlled the momentum within a small range, and refined six batches of Zengling Pills in one batch every 10 minutes, with a total of [-] pills.

As soon as the place was cleaned up, so as not to let my mother talk about herself tomorrow, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, Zi'an, open the door."

The second uncle's voice came from outside the door, Zhang Zian hurried to open the door, and Zhang's father and mother also came out with their clothes on.

After the second uncle Zhang Jianjun came in, he found a stool and sat down without giving way.

"Zian, are you busy tomorrow? Second Uncle needs your help with something." Second Uncle Zhang Zian looked at Zhang Zian and asked.

Zhang Zian thought about it, and thought that there was nothing wrong with it. Little Timo said that he wanted to come to him, so it was not a big deal.

"Just say what you want, Second Uncle, I'm free tomorrow."

"Hey, it's your brother. Isn't school starting tomorrow? I said I'd take him in a tricycle, but he didn't like it. It was embarrassing. If I insisted on finding a car for him, I couldn't help it. , I came here to look for you." The second uncle became angry when he mentioned his son Wencai.

It’s been over a month since I was admitted to a crappy school. His school just started. I don’t know what kind of pheasant university it is.

But it is not easy for his son to have a school, and a father must support it.

As soon as Zhang Zian heard that this was the case, he immediately understood. When I was a child, I also saw that other people’s homes would pick up their children in tricycles, while my father used a small cart or bicycle. At that time, I was not happy. shame.

After all, at that age, I feel that face is very important in front of my classmates.

"Okay, Second Uncle, I'll drive Wencai tomorrow." Zhang Zian agreed with a smile.

"That's fine, we've made a deal. Second Uncle will treat you to a drink when we get back."

After seeing off the second uncle, Zhang's mother muttered: "Little kid knows what it means to lose face, and studying hard is the real thing."

"Mom, back then when you picked me up by bicycle, I was so embarrassed that I couldn't lift my head up in front of my classmates for a long time." Zhang Zian complained. Thinking about that time, I was in tears.

This made Mother Zhang unhappy, she turned her head and glared at Zhang Zian, "I think you deserve a beating, your parents are not happy about having you and raising you, and there are quite a lot of demands."

"Didn't you say I picked it up?"

"Stay there and don't move, and see if I can beat you." Mother Zhang bent down to find a broom, so scared that Zhang Zian ran back to his room and closed the door tightly.

I'm not stupid, so I wouldn't just stand there and wait to be beaten.

Early the next morning, my younger brother Zhang Wencai knocked on the door.

"Brother, wake up."

"What time is it, why are you shouting?"

Zhang Zian walked out of the room displeased, rubbed his eyes, and opened the door.

Zhang Wencai had already packed up and was about to leave.

The second uncle and the second aunt helped carry things behind.

Seeing this posture, Zhang Zian was embarrassed to have breakfast, and simply washed up, ready to buy something to eat on the way.

Throwing things into the rear compartment, the second uncle planned to go with him, but his younger brother Zhang Wencai didn't agree, "Dad, how old am I, besides, with my brother here, I can still get lost."

Zhang Zian didn't know what he was thinking, so he slapped the back of his head lightly, and the two set off.

When he arrived at the county seat, Zhang Zian took a detour to buy two roujiamo and two cups of soy milk.

The school is Jining Vocational and Technical College, a junior college.

After more than an hour's journey, after passing the security check at the gate, Zhang Wencai went to the registration office to get the dormitory key, and drove the car directly downstairs.

Helped my younger brother to carry the things upstairs, then made the bed, and the two went shopping around the campus together.

After all, it is a junior college, and Zhang Zian feels that it is not as good as his own school, whether it is the area occupied or the hardware facilities.

"Brother, I didn't expect the school girl to be pretty good." Zhang Wencai looked around and muttered.

Zhang Zian was speechless for a while, "You study hard for me, don't be useless, have no skills, and starve you to death in society."

Passing by the supermarket, Zhang Zian bought a lot of snacks for his younger brother, "Go back and share with your roommates to build a good relationship."

"Understood, brother, why do you feel that you are more verbose than my father?"

Zhang Zian made a gesture to fight, but Zhang Wencai hurriedly retreated to hide.

In the end, Zhang Zian left another 1000 yuan for his younger brother, "Contact me if you have anything to do, try not to disturb the second uncle and the second aunt, they have been farmers all their lives, so don't be frightened."

As soon as Zhang Zian drove out of the campus, little Timo called.

"Mr. Momoxia, are you at home?"

"No."

"Then where are you? Fortunately, I asked. If I didn't make the trip, it's a good thing I'm smart."

Zhang Zian said his location again.

"Oh, why did you go there? How about it, you come to the Little White Elephant Restaurant, and I'll treat you to a meal." Little Timo said in a discussing tone.

Zhang Zian thought about it, and he really didn't have enough to eat, so he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, little Timo sent the location, and Zhang Zian drove over.

In less than half an hour's journey, Zhang Zian arrived at the Little White Elephant restaurant that Timo mentioned.

There are quite a lot of people inside, mainly Western food.

Zhang Zian pushed open the door and went in, only to see little Timo waving at himself near the window.

Zhang Zian walked over, and besides Help Li, there were actually two other people, both of whom were women.

Because it was a four-seater, little Timo squeezed in to make room for Zhang Zian.

"Mr. Taoxia, why are you in the city?" Little Timo asked.

"Send my brother to school."

"Aww." Little Timo waved at the waiter, who immediately came over.

Little Timo and the other three women each ordered a steak and some fruit.

"Give me pork ribs and rice." Zhang Zian couldn't get used to these things, they were all foreign, but Chinese food was delicious.

"Walter?"

Little Timo looked at Zhang Zian in surprise, the two women sitting across from him covered their mouths and sniggered, and the waiter also looked embarrassed.