Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

The young master gave an order, and the housekeeper immediately prepared things with due diligence. In less than half a day, all kinds of chicken coops, vegetable seeds, and planting tools were all piled on the yard.

The old lady was also helped out and sat on a chair beside her, smiling and watching her little grandson busy going up and down.

The old lady comes from a prominent family, and her family is also a big family. After marrying the Fang family, she hasn't had any hardships. She has lived such an old age, and this is the first time she saw the scene of farming, not to mention the farmer still owns The little grandson suddenly became interested and asked a few questions from time to time.

"Inkstone, what are you doing there?"

"Grandma, I'm pulling weeds."

"Inkstone, what are you doing after turning the soil?"

"Grandma, we can only plant seeds by turning the soil."

"Inkstone, can the seeds be put down like this?"

"Grandma, don't move, let me come!"

The old lady who had just gotten off to the ground to help her grandson was supported again, and sat back trembling.

There are so many people in the Fang family, no one can do the job wisely.

After Fang's father returned home after finishing his day's work, he got out of the car, looked up at the turned-up yard, and almost didn't recognize it as his home.

He fixed his eyes until he saw a familiar family member in the yard before he settled.I saw everyone standing in a row, not knowing what they were looking at, they were really pretty.

Fang's father walked over in confusion, and saw the changes on the ground at a glance. There were several chicken cages on the ground where a lot of flowers were originally planted, and the green ground was turned over again, revealing the dark brown underneath. Several rows of soil were cultivated, and several seedlings were planted in an orderly manner.

"What is this doing?" Fang's father frowned, "Who made the yard like this? Is it the second child?"

Fang Huai immediately emerged from behind the crowd: "Dad, are you calling me?"

"You came just right, you explain to me clearly, how did you make our yard into this kind of virtue?" Fang's father sternly said: "Why did you pull out the flowers of your mother and your grandma?!"

"I didn't do it." Fang Huai stuck his tongue out: "Brother did it."

"Your brother... Yanyan?" Father Fang was startled and looked at his wife.

"It's the inkstone." Mother Fang said helplessly: "The inkstone said that he wants to plant the land and raise chickens. I will leave him alone."

Farming?Raise chickens?

Father Fang was stunned for a long time, before finally it was the connection between these two words and everything he saw before him.When he heard that the younger son did it, all his anger disappeared, and he became deeply puzzled: "Why would the inkstone think of farming?"

With their family's background, there is absolutely no need to consider farming and raising chickens. Some high-quality vegetables, fruits, poultry, eggs and meat are transported from outside, so it is totally impossible to grow your own.

There are also many precious flowers planted in their yard. In his free time, what he likes most is to make a pot of hot tea and sit in the yard to watch the scenery, but now there is no scenery.When I thought that the flowers I saw when I was sitting in the yard turned into vegetables and fruits, the crisp bird song I heard in my ear turned into the barking of chickens and ducks, I suddenly got a headache.

"Why don't you persuade some inkstones?" Father Fang lowered his voice and said, "Just buy a piece of land outside, how can you raise it at home?"

Mother Fang smiled bitterly: "These were all cleaned up by the inkstone himself. He also said that he would grow vegetables and raise chickens for us to eat."

"Where do we lack this..."

Before Fang's words were finished, he was immediately interrupted by the old lady: "I think it's good."

The remaining words of Fang's father suddenly swallowed back into his stomach, and he looked helplessly at the old lady who could not help but said to protect his grandson: "Mom!"

"What do you want me to do? It's rare that the inkstone has this heart. If you look at you and busy working all day, how can you be as filial as the inkstone, and you know that you care about us." The old lady said confidently: "I will wait for the inkstone in the future. The land is collected, and I won’t give you any of them!"

"That's not what I meant..." Will the younger son's wish be unsatisfied?It's just that the inkstone is so young, it's the age to play carefree, why do you want to go farming and raising chickens?

The old lady directly blocked the rest of his words: "I think it's so decided, and your dad agrees. It's better than Zhang's grandson."

Fang's father had no objection.

The grandson of Zhang’s family is a well-known gangster. He has been involved in sneaking and petting things since he was a child. He doesn’t learn well when he grows up. Before he becomes an adult, he has a big belly of other girls’ houses. As a result, the girls make trouble directly at the door of the house. Said, even drag racing in the middle of the night, directly out of life, was caught by his dead opponent, and finally involved in the Zhang family's secrets were corrected. Not long ago, the Zhang family moved out of this place. , And now I don’t know which one I have been in.

Compared with the son of the prodigal family, his inkstone just likes farming, so what counts?

Fang's dissatisfaction was completely gone.

Fang Huai came over again: "Dad, since my brother can farm at home, can I build Transformers at home?"

"No." Fang's father refused him without even thinking about it.

Fang Huai suddenly retracted aggrieved.

"Where is your brother?"

"He went in with the inkstone and said he would help the inkstone plant the land."

As soon as Fang Huai's voice fell, Fang Ke took his younger brother's hand and walked out of the room.

Father Fang looked up and saw that the eldest son, who always pays attention to image, rolled up his trousers and walked out of the house barefoot. The white shirt on his body was also stained. As for the Fang Yan he was holding. , It became a little mud monkey, only one face and one hands were clean, and there were water drops. It should have just been washed.

Seeing him, Fang Yan's eyes lit up and he immediately shouted: "Dad." After he shouted, he felt uncomfortable again, and blushed and hid behind his eldest brother.

As soon as he met the youngest son, Fang's father was full of tenderness, his voice softened by eight degrees, and he turned to the youngest son: "Inkstone, come here."

Fang Yan shook off his elder brother's hand and ran towards him.

Out of blood nature, and because of the way he came back, he relied heavily on Fang's father and Fang's mother, and changed his mouth very quickly.

The dirty little mud monkey threw directly into his arms, and the clean clothes on his body were smeared by the mud. The Fang father didn't care, but directly picked up the little son and praised.

The child's face was red with praise, from ears to neck, embarrassedly drilled straight into his arms.

After being so coquettish by the youngest son, Fang's father couldn't wait to hold all the good things in front of him, and immediately said: "Is there anything I can do with Yan Yan? Dad will help you too."

"No need for Dad, I've done it." Fang Yan said obediently.

Fang's father suddenly regretted.

Fang Huai curled his lips and pulled the corner of La Fangke's clothes: "How come my father can agree with inkstone to plant the land, but can't he agree with my Transformers?"

Fang Ke glanced at him: "Because one reality can do it, one cannot do it."

"Why can't Transformers do it?" Fang Huai was not convinced: "They also defeated the Decepticons and saved the earth!"

Fang Ke turned his head, not wanting to talk to his stupid brother.