Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Fortunately, it is daytime, and the wire burned will not cause much impact.Apart from a few lights in Fang Honghua's home, there was nothing else that needed to be plugged in.But it's different at night, they still need lights to illuminate at night.

Putting the foot massager back in the box, Fang Honghua hurriedly walked out to find someone in the village who could fix the electric wires.

After she went out, Fang Yan took her two older brothers and moved the same things in the living room.He knew his family well, no matter what the details were.

Put the new clothes bought for Hua’s mother in the cupboard, put the newly bought four-piece suit and duvet on, put the newly bought kitchenware in the kitchen, put the skin care products on the bedside table, and put the skin care products in There was some food in the other cupboard, all of which was put in the kitchen.

Because they don't have a refrigerator at home, Fang Yan didn't buy too many things that are not easy to store. He bought a lot of dry goods here, which can be stored for a long time and can be stored for a long time. Even if they leave, Mama Hua can still eat them.

When Fang Honghua came back, most of these things had already been placed.

She looked at the big room and couldn't say a word. She only touched her head, and then went to deal with the old hen.

Obviously what surprised her a while ago, she accepted it very naturally at this time, and she hadn't even been surprised for long, but she took it for granted when she went out and came back.In other words, no matter what great achievements her son has made, Fang Honghua will not be surprised. In her mind, her little treasure is such a powerful person, so powerful that it is omnipotent, even if it exceeds her. All imagination should be.

"Mom, go and stew the chicken." Fang Honghua said with a smile: "Xiaobao, you take your brother to play outside. When you come back, pick a handful of wild vegetables. At noon, besides the old hen chicken soup, there will be another dish. What do you want to eat?"

Fang Yan thought for a while, then shook his head, and said, "Mother Hua, I brought back so many delicious foods!"

"Okay, then save it for the evening."

Fang Yan smiled and nodded, watching her enter the kitchen, and then he took his brother out again.

When he went out, he saw Fang Huai squatting next to the chicken coop and watching.The chickens still remember the fear of being chased in the morning, hiding in the chicken coop and shivering at this time, not even daring to show a feather.

Fang Yan called him, and Fang Huai immediately stood up.

"Where to go?"

Fang Yan took out a basket from outside the house and waved at him: "Go pick wild vegetables."

This was a new thing, and Fang Huai immediately became interested.

When he was at home, his brother had grown a lot of vegetables in their yard. Fang Huai originally wanted to help when he was harvesting. Unfortunately, his brother and other servants moved too fast. When he remembered it, The dishes in the restaurant are almost out.This is the first time he did picking vegetables.

He took the basket in his brother's hand easily, thought about it, ran back to the house, and took out his guitar.

He felt that after such a work, he would be inspired to write songs that shocked the world.

The place to pick wild vegetables is quite far away from Fang Honghua's house. Fortunately, it is still early and there is still a long time before lunch, so everyone is not in a hurry. They just walked slowly, more like a walk.Before reaching the wild vegetable field, Fang Huai's attention was suddenly attracted by a small river not far away.

"Inkstone, river!"

The small river is not big, and there is some greenery in the place where the water flows. Under the sunlight, the surface of the river shimmers like reflective fish scales, causing Fang Huai's saliva to flood immediately.

"Inkstone, are there fish in this river?"

"Fish?" Fang Yan said immediately: "Yes, I have caught a lot of you before. Asking Mama Hua to cook fish soup for me, it's delicious!"

"Fish soup?" Fang Huai's saliva flooded.

He immediately remembered the fish soup made by the chef at home.The chef at home was hired by Gaoxin from outside. He originally worked in a Michelin restaurant. The craftsmanship is great and everyone likes it. His fish soup is also very special. It is different from ordinary fish soup. It is said to be a unique secret recipe. Mother Fang wanted to learn it several times, but the chef didn't let it go.

Compared with the master chef, Fang Honghua's craftsmanship is very ordinary. After eating that morning's breakfast, Fang Huai began to miss his chef's craftsmanship exceptionally.Now when he heard the fish soup, he immediately thought of the fish soup made by the chef.

"Inkstone, let's go catch fish!" He said excitedly: "Catch the fish, come back and make fish soup."

"Catch fish?" Fang Yan tilted his head, "But there are no fish now."

He remembers that before he left here, he had drank fish soup several times. At that time, there were very few fish that could be caught. Now that several months have passed, it would be nice to have it left.

Fang Huai's excitement instantly solidified on his face.

He struggled and said, "How can we know if we don't try? Maybe we are lucky, maybe we caught the fish?"

Seeing what he was looking forward to, Fang Yan did not continue to pour cold water, nodded and agreed.

They didn't go to catch the fish right away, but first took the basket and went to the wild vegetable field over there to pick wild vegetables.The fish can't live long after they get out of the water. Everyone intends to put this matter to the end.

Fang Yan picked a wild vegetable and taught the two brothers how to recognize wild vegetable. Then everyone split into three and left, each carrying a basket to pick it. They agreed on a time and waited an hour before returning to the spot to meet.

Fang Yan had picked wild vegetables countless times before, and he was very experienced. He easily distinguished the shape of wild vegetables from the weeds. After the appointed time, his basket was full of wild vegetables.

In addition to stir-fried vegetables, these wild vegetables can also be pickled and made into pickles that can be eaten for a long time. In winter, it is extremely cold and there are no vegetables. They rely on these pickles and the vegetables that have been stored for the winter.At this time in previous years, the jar of pickled vegetables at home was already full. This year, when he was away, Mom Hua was busy with other things. Without his help, the pickles hadn't even been prepared.

He took a special look, and most of the pickle jar was still empty.

So this time Fang Yan was full of energy, picking countless quickly, so much that he couldn't even fit a basket.

Thinking about what he had agreed with his brothers before, he always paid attention to the time on the children's watch on his wrist, and as soon as an hour came, he immediately ran back with the basket.

Fang Huai and Fang Ke had already been waiting there.

Fang Ke also contained some in his basket. It was the first time he picked this wild vegetable. He was inexperienced and very rusty. It took more than half of the time to distinguish which are wild vegetables and which are wild grasses. Therefore, the quantity is not large, but at least not. Picked wrong.

As for Fang Huai...

Fang Huai proudly pushed the basket in front of his younger brother, and said, "Look, your second brother, am I good?"

His basket is also full, comparable to Fang Yan.

just……

Fang Yan rummaged and threw out more than nine tenths of the weeds.

Fang Huai suddenly shouted distressedly: "Inkstone! What are you doing!"

"These are weeds and cannot be eaten." Fang Yan pointed to the remaining tenth and said, "These are edible."

"what?"

Fang Huai was dumbfounded immediately.

He looked down again, and the wild vegetables in his basket were almost empty. After removing the weeds, even the bottom of the basket was not full.

Fang Huai looked at Fang Ke's and Fang Yan's, and fell silent.

Very hurt.