Chapter 402 401. My Dad
Kuang Biao, who occupies an area of 5 acres and 20 square meters, said he was wronged?
Zhou Qian sneered.
But his words were not as sharp as the other party's, and he could not say it at all. At this moment, he waved his hand: "Big cub, two cub!"
This raised his arms and immediately summoned two geese who were still asleep at the door. The other geese rushed over with their big butts like sea urchins swaying, and then listened to Zhou Qian's order:
"Help me peel 5 bamboos."
In the wilderness, the N members of their family developed an indescribable tacit understanding. They said there were five bamboos, and the big one and the second one poked them with their flat mouths, and in this night, five thick bamboos fell to the ground.
The incision is smooth and regular, and the branches on it are smooth and slippery after being stabbed all the way by the dedicated goose.
Kuang Biao, who has not yet reacted:...
After a moment, he seemed to have been suddenly pulled out of five hairs: "We are debating, how can you just take action?"
Zhou Qianxin said: Who can I argue with in this family?
Therefore, he said succinctly and to the point: "I didn't do anything."
Kuang Biao: ...even more angry!
But he was full of grief and anger and didn't know how to resolve it. At this moment, he lamented for a long time and could only sigh: "Hey, we are both singles in the world, why are we in a hurry now?"
This time it was Zhou Qian's turn to be silent.
After a while, he frowned: "We were not at home. Did you sneak into Xiaoyu's house? Otherwise, why would you suddenly be able to compose poetry?"
Although this poem is pieced together, it is remarkable that he can read it out.
And Kuang Biao was even more excited: "Who's in and who's in? Her shabby house is not half as big as my land, so what's the point of getting in? I accidentally grew a bamboo shoot, and you just chopped it down." Well, now she is falsely accusing me of entering her house. Why should I enter her house when there is no sunshine and no wind..."
"Hmph!"
Zhuzi felt insulted: "What's so great about this patchwork of limericks? I used to recite poems. My father taught me!"
After the words fell, he and Zhou Qian were dumbfounded.
"Your father?" Zhou Qian was surprised: "Teach you to recite poems?"
It sounds like a human being and behaves like a human being, but who would teach Bamboo to recite poetry?
"My father?" Kuangbiao also murmured: "I don't remember clearly what happened before I mutated, but did I actually have a father?"
Ah this.
The bamboo leaves rustled and looked down at its roots: How did his father give birth to him? Did the flowering seeds fall to the ground and die, or did they thrive on bamboo roots?
Why not mom?
None of them could figure this out. Finally, Zhou Qian dragged the five bamboos towards the yard and said, "It's okay. I'll ask Xiaoyu tomorrow to see if I can find a way to find your father——"
At this point, he turned around and said warily: "Isn't your father also a scumbag who only wants to fall in love every day? Or is he a talkative? Can the variability of plants be inherited?"
In fact, this family cannot bear the second talkative person.
Kuangbiao snorted.
……
The fact that Kuang Biao has a father is big or small, but it is obviously not as important as Bamboo. Now there was a blazing flame burning in front of the door for lighting. Zhou Qian took out his machete and neatly slashed a slit in the bamboo pole.
Then the machete pressed down all the way, and soon the bamboo was cut open. However, the bamboo plaques were used to sprout bean sprouts, so he couldn't cut them into flat and wide strips this time. Instead, he had to leave them into thick bamboo strands.
It is a bit difficult for people who are not skilled in this job, but Zhou Qian has made many failed products before, and now he can split bamboo silk quickly and neatly.
By the time Lin Xuefeng finished planting, he had already split two bamboos. ……
The new exercise method of wrapping beans in water beads was something Lin Xuefeng suddenly thought of tonight. After planting more than two acres of vegetable land in front of Huaiyu Gate, his consumption was indeed a bit high.
But fortunately, it was not a burden, so when they came back, they talked about the arrangements for sprouting bean sprouts and also thought about how to arrange the stall.
According to Huaiyu's opinion, setting up a stall is so interesting, so she must go. But until Wu Yue’s matter is resolved, Lin Xuefeng does not recommend her to be alone:
"Although his current condition is unknown, since he is about to wake up and his identity is still there after all, we can't bet on whether he will go crazy."
"Also, I heard that the old lady had returned to the imperial capital a few days ago - the expression on Commander Bai's face that day seemed to be complete contempt and disgust for them... She must know something."
"And the other party must have done even more despicable things before."
It's very possible that it's not just taking credit.
Zhou Qian was holding a bamboo in one hand, and when he heard this, he responded: "Yes, even if he gives an order to have you arrested, if we don't have the determination to confront the law enforcement agencies, we will be tied up."
In short, neither of them suggested that she set up a stall alone.
But if two people go there, it will take up too much labor. There are still many places in their home that need to be renovated!
What they said makes sense. Huaiyu thought seriously for a moment:
"In that case, let's rest first."
"?"
"I said rest."
Huaiyu said matter-of-factly: "It's too late. You have done so much work today, aren't you tired?"
"Also, the bean sprouts haven't started sprouting yet, and it's too hard to worry about now! Our food is so good, maybe it will be sold out within a few minutes of setting up the stall. So what does it matter who goes? It can be done by the three of us. Let’s go together.”
The two thought for a while and suddenly started laughing.
really.
Just look at Boss Tang's ability to give money quickly. No matter how good-hearted he is, he is still doing business. If something had no value, it would never be possible to display such a warm gesture.
Just look at today's market. Zhao Feiyan and Chen Xing, who are both financially well-off, are hungry for food. It's no wonder they don't get popular when they take out this food!
In this case, maybe the vegetables can be sold out in ten minutes every day. What is there to worry about in such a short time? Anyway, we are driving there and back, at most the three of us will be together.
After thinking about it, Zhou Qian simply arranged the bamboos, put down the machete, and then said to Huaiyu while washing his hands:
"I was just chatting with Kuangbiao, and he mentioned his father, which seemed to be a memory from the past. Remember to check it out when you have time tomorrow."
"His father?"
Huaiyu was surprised: "When I dragged him down from Sanqing Mountain, he did say that he was at the bottom of the mountain before... However, he only mentioned the master and did not remember his father."
Huaiyu frowned and thought, and then quickly became sleepy.
She yawned: "Could he be like me and rely on the Rose Corridor to wake up?"
But this shouldn't be the case. Although no plants have been put into the cocoon yet, Huaiyu remembered that she even threw in sprouted potatoes at the beginning.
But it’s no use!
"Alas!" She sighed sleepily: "Why do these people make people lose their memory when they do something?"
I haven’t finished writing, I’m too sleepy.
But here it comes! Good night! Do it tomorrow.