Although they all bear fruit, Yang Xiangwei said that all the good ones will be "pinched" away.

Just leave the main stem and a few leaves, plant them directly in the ground when the soil arrives, and they will still grow.

"Brother, please be gentle..."

"Brother, stop!"

"Brother, let me do it!"

……

Jing Bai was a little afraid to take action, but under Yang Xiangwei's urging, he had no choice but to take action ruthlessly.

He had just taken a pothos and was driven away by Jing Wei.

Because Jing Wei felt that her brother was too "tough to force flowers". If he were to punish her like this, most of the things she planted would probably die before they even got on the bus.

Jing Wei is reluctant to part with her.

The blue snow she planted is so beautiful. If it were to be cut off at the waist, I would feel so distressed for her.

Jing Bai was a little helpless.

——It’s really not him who can be cruel, it’s that little fragrant pig.

——Sister, if you want to scold that little fragrant pig, don’t scold me!

"Aqiu——"

Jing Bai sneezed and muttered, it must be his sister scolding him again.

He swore that it was really not him who was cruel, but Xiaoxiangzhu who did it.

Xiaoxiangzhu brand Yang Xiangwei said: There is more than one person scolding you, be good and take the blame!

Yang Xiangwei really didn't think these plants were a pity, they were just semi-spiritual plants. If they hadn't been raised for too short a time and hadn't fully awakened yet, she would have wanted them to shrink back on their own.

Besides, it wouldn’t be a pity to cut it off.

For example, they threw away the pothos cuttings, so the officials could pick them up and "do research".

After being stared at by Jing Wei, Jing Bai no longer wanted to take the "blame", so Yang Xiangwei could only give up temporarily and let them figure it out.

Yang Xiangwei said in her heart: I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to keep it for you. She has nothing to do if my descendants are too "closed".

"Prodigal son!"

"Prodigal son, this green radish was cut too harshly, wasn't it?!"

"Ah, why don't you leave a small tomato? I just want a small tomato. When will he start selling it?"

"It's almost time. They have all moved to the countryside. They must be preparing to farm. When the time comes..."

……

Several old professors gathered together and whispered.

After hearing this, Fu Guoyuan felt a little dumbfounded.

Before they even started selling, they started to make plans for them.

This is about to start selling, so why not?

Fu Guoyuan can already imagine that his people will have to play various roles and go to people's homes to "rush to buy".

Jing Wei happily took a vlog and said that she had moved. When she got to her new home, she would take pictures for them to see.

Shaking all the way, we arrived at Xiang Yeran’s hometown.

Dad Xiang had already been greeted, and he had already asked his cousins ​​to wait at the intersection. When he saw his son Xiang Yeran bringing someone in, he immediately stepped forward to help with a smile, which is called enthusiasm.

Originally there was no house for rent in their village, and they were reluctant to part with it, but who could help me? In addition, the family was close to Mr. Xiang. After hearing about this, they took out the unused house without saying a word.

Houses in rural areas are all self-built. Most of the houses in good condition will be moved to the city, or a two-story or three-story house will be renovated on the original foundation.

This guy has moved to the city. The old house in the village is still the old tile-roofed house, but he comes back every year, and there are usually people to help look after it, so the house is relatively well preserved.

After the brothers Jing Bai and Jing Wei decided to rent this place, Xiang's father specially asked someone to help clean it up.

Therefore, when they arrived, the roof and walls had been arranged, and they could move in with some furniture.

The first thing Jing Bai, Jing Wei and the others found when they arrived was that there were simple beds and the like inside, so they didn't rush to clean up the house, but quickly sorted out the flowers and plants that had been transported.

After all, this thing needs to be packed in advance, plus half a day in the car, a day and a night have passed.

Coupled with the smooth disassembly process, Jing Wei really couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't be harmed at all.

"Those with blue ribbons are all grown in pots. Just take them out and put them under the eaves."

"Don't touch the one with the red bag. That one is more delicate. I'll do it myself."

"Yellow-striped ones, you need to dig a hole. Wait a minute and I'll see where to plant them."

……

Jing Bai was responsible for drawing the line drawings, but was not responsible for planning the garden. Jing Wei took care of everything. Jing Wei liked to plant flowers and worry about these things. Her little face was full of smiles, like a fish in the water, very happy.

.

Originally, Jing Bai was afraid that she would be tired, but seeing how happy she was, he didn't even have the heart to persuade her.

Yang Xiangwei: [Let her do it, it’ll be fine. Anyway, her disease will be cured after a while.]

Jing Bai: Yes! Thank you!

——If it weren’t for you, she wouldn’t be as happy as she is now!

——I don’t know what I almost missed.

Yang Xiangwei: [Thank you for what? You are the descendant of your ancestors, which is equivalent to mine. I should take care of you.]

Jing Bai's mouth twitched.

——Forget it, I am a human and you are a pig. We are of different races and cannot communicate with each other.

It took several days for the brother and sister to tidy up the plants in the yard.

At this time, both Father Xiang and Mother Xiang, as well as other free people in the village, will come over to help.

Jing Wei was so embarrassed that she quickly dug out the cabbages, radishes, peppers, etc. she had grown herself, and then made a meal using the vegetables they brought to reward everyone.

When everyone tasted Jing Wei's craftsmanship, they were pleasantly surprised: "Mei Jing, your craftsmanship is so good, isn't it?!"

"Did you work as a chef before? The fried rice is so delicious. I feel like I can eat one more bowl of rice."

“Delicious!”

“So delicious!”

……

Jing Wei was a little embarrassed and said that it was not her cooking that tasted good, but the ingredients were better, so it was particularly delicious.

"I've been cooking all my life, and I haven't heard my Lao Xiang praise me a few times. Sister Jing, your cooking is really delicious." Because of the presence of small tomatoes, Xiang's mother has not been sick these days.

She looked like a kind old aunt and said with a smile, "You can fry the same dish and it will be better."

What she meant was that the vegetables they ate were grown at home, but the fried ones didn’t have the same flavor as Jingwei.

Jing Wei doesn't know how to explain it. Should she say that the vegetables she and her brother grow are different from those grown by others?

Forget it, let’s wait until it is planted later and everyone will know after frying it a few times.

But seeing that everyone liked her cooking and kept praising her, Jing Wei was really happy. She felt that she hadn't been this happy for a long time.

In the past, her brother was always worried about her illness. He was afraid that something would happen to her outside every step of the way, and kept a close eye on her. In addition, her brother was usually busy, and she, a "single girl", was also afraid of being targeted by bad people, so she had to be careful.

Ksitigarbha stayed at home with the doors and windows closed, so...

Day by day, year by year, she is the only one at home.

She knew that Jing Bai had to work hard to support her and earn money for her medical treatment, so even if she felt lonely, she would not say anything.

Raising flowers and fish, this is her day.

But it's different now. Now they live in the village. These uncles and aunts in the village are really enthusiastic. They can even praise people in 180 ways without repetition, which makes people blush.

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