In the following days, Yang Donglai kept busy going from house to house every day.

The main reason is that he is pressing hard and is still waiting to receive the mission reward. It is really impossible not to hurry up!

As the month approaches, every household has finally finished cultivating the fields in their yards.

Especially in the early days, the various vegetables in the gardens of every household of Zhao Si and Ma Laoliu were already ripe.

Ma Xiuyu’s second sister, Ma Xiulan, happily ran downstairs: “Sister, there are many customers in our store today, and they all say that today’s stir-fried dishes are more delicious than before, and everyone can’t stop praising them!

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The third sister, Ma Xianglan, also held a cucumber in her hand and took a big bite in her mouth: "This cucumber is infinitely more delicious than the ones I grew before, including vegetables and the like. I feel that if I eat it every day, it tastes better than meat."

Woolen cloth!"

Ma Xiuyu also smiled: "Well, fortunately, our vegetable garden is big enough, and the village chief also watered and fertilized it. Our hotel has the Xiantian vegetable garden, and the business of the store will be much better in the future!"

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"Daughter, we picked up a lot of vegetables from the yard over there today, I brought them all!"

Ma Laoliu, the father of the three sisters, came over happily carrying a large bag of various vegetables from outside.

"Dad, please wait a moment and give me these dishes. I want to send these dishes to Uncle Song's house for them to eat. Dad, you won't be angry, right?"

Ma Xiuyu took the big bag of vegetables from Ma Laoliu's hand.

Ma Laoliu looked at his eldest daughter, smiled and shook his head.

"Daughter, how can dad be angry? Now Xiaohu's parents are lonely and helpless. It would be great to help them more often."

Ma Laoliu sighed again: "I don't know when that kid Xiaohu will come back. If you had agreed to follow Xiaohu, he wouldn't have..., ugh!"

"Dad, what's the use of talking about this now? If Xiaohu can come back one day, well, let's talk about the future things later!"

Ma Xiuyu asked her two sisters to look at the restaurant, picked up the big bag of vegetables, and walked directly to Song Xiaohu's house in the village.

"Haha, village chief, please take a drink of water. I'm really troubling you. I'll continue after a while. Don't be in a hurry."

At this time, at Song Xiaohu's house, Yang Donglai was holding a shovel and opening a vegetable patch for his family.

Because Song Xiaohu was not at home, Song Dafa and his wife had to work in the tofu workshop every day to make money.

So in the end, the family kept putting off the matter of cultivating a vegetable plot.

There are many other people in the village who are too busy, and the thirty-day deadline is approaching.

In order to ensure that every family in Dahe Village has fairyland, Yang Donglai had no choice but to go directly to the battle. For the orphaned elderly people in the village who had no children, there were also situations like Widow Zhang who had no labor force at home. As the village chief, he was fortunate to directly help personally.

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"Haha, Uncle Song, why are you so polite to me? To me, this small job is not like play. It's not tiring at all."

Yang Donglai smiled and took the bowl of water from Song Dafa's hand, drank it in two or three sips, and then started working with the shovel.

"Uncle and Aunt Song have finished work?" Ma Xiuyu came from outside carrying a large bag of vegetables.

"Haha, Xiuyu, you're here. You kid, you brought so many dishes to us, right?"

The cook in the house sent Mrs. Zhao away. When she heard Ma Xiuyu's voice, she quickly walked out with a smile.

"Haha, the village chief is here too. These vegetables are also grown in the vegetable field in my yard. There are also many in the restaurant. It would be a pity that they will spoil if you can't finish them all."

Song Dafa on the side quickly stepped forward to help: "You kid, we are the only two who have so much food. How long are we going to eat? You always give us delicious food every now and then. Now we have to feed you."

He’s become a big fat pig, haha.”

No wonder Song Dafa said this.

Since his son Song Xiaohu left home, Ma Xiuyu has been coming here almost every day.

Especially every time we come here, we have all kinds of delicious meals for the couple.

But at the beginning, Song Dafa and his wife didn't have a good attitude towards Ma Xiuyu at all. They always felt that it was her who caused their son to run away from home.

Finally, as time passed and Ma Xiuyu took good care of them, Song Dafa and his wife were finally moved and had a lot of changes in their view of Ma Xiuyu.

In particular, they were thinking that if their son Song Xiaohu came back one day, they would get married and become a couple. Thinking about it, that would be quite good.

"Well, I don't know when our little boy, Xiaohu, will come back. As long as Xiaohu can come back, we won't object to you being together at all now!"

Song Dafa's wife, Song Zhao, held Ma Xiuyu's hand and subconsciously thought of her son Song Xiaohu, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Yang Donglai looked at it and sighed deeply.

Especially when he saw the old couple missing their son and grieving, he thought about how to find a way, it would be best to personally find Song Xiaohu who was away from home.

"Uncle and Aunt Song, you don't need to send me off. I'll go back first. I'll come over to see you when the hotel is not busy."

Ma Xiuyu comforted Aunt Song again and again, and finally she felt better, and Ma Xiuyu left.

"Uncle and Aunt Song, I'm done with my work and I'm going back."

"Village Chief, you must eat here at noon today. The food at home is ready."

No matter how the old couple tried to persuade him to stay, Yang Donglai still returned to his home.

(When the mission is completed, three bags of enlightenment tea can be withdrawn at any time.)

As soon as Yang Donglai stepped into the house, three bags of tea were sprayed out from the treasure vase in his mind, and at the same time a message was sent to him.

"Haha, this bottle really gave me a big surprise. At first I thought there was only one pack of tea as a reward, but it turned out to be three packs. I really can't wait!"

"Woof woof woof, Master, let me tell you some good news. My nose feels really bad recently. I can smell everyone's scent no matter how far away it is!"

The big yellow shit was wagging its tail and came to Yang Donglai with a human expression as if he was asking for credit.

"Oh, if there is such a thing, then how far can your nose be tattooed?"

He suddenly thought of something again subconsciously and patted Dahuang's dog on the head: "If I asked you to find someone based on their smell, would you be able to find him?"

Then he subconsciously shook his head: "Oh, let's forget it. That guy Song Xiaohu doesn't even know where he is now, and he has been away from home for such a long time. No matter how good your nose is, it's all for nothing!"

Originally, he was just thinking about whether there was any way to get Song Xiaohu back.

But in such a large place in the world of immortality, does Song Xiaohu have a place to stay? Finding him is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

Although my big yellow dog had taken Tengu Essence and Blood last time, no matter how far his nose could smell, he still couldn't find Song Xiaohu who didn't know where he was.

"Master, don't look down on the dog when you look like this! I, Old Huang, am no ordinary person now."

The big yellow dog gave a humane smile: "Hey, master, believe it or not, my old yellow nose is now, let alone a human being, even if it is a mosquito, a small flying insect, an ant, etc., as long as it is on my old

Within the range of Huang's nose, I, Old Huang, can smell whether it is male or female with my eyes closed."

Yang Donglai kicked it without saying a word.

"You old pervert, it seems like you have a great time eating and drinking at this house every day!"
Chapter completed!