This time, I didn't even save the salt in the soup. I didn't stop until it was just right.

After a while, a strong smell of mushrooms came out of the pot.

If it were someone else, or the magistrate who loves mushrooms, he would definitely think this smell is very fragrant, but Tangchi, who almost turns into a rabbit after eating mushrooms every day, really hopes to never smell the smell of mushrooms again.

"Brother, let's do it after eating!" Tangchi took a bowl of water and walked to the vegetable field, and found that many shelves had been set up.

Those pumpkin seedlings that have just emerged seem to be growing under the protection of the shelf.

The sweet potato boy took the water with one hand and drank it in one gulp. Then he handed the bowl to Tangchi and said, "You eat first. I'll set it up as soon as there's still some left."

How can the sincere Tangchi have the nerve to let others help him in the fields while he sits in the house and eats lunch?

"Then I'll wait for you for a while." Tangchi went into the house and poured another bowl of water, then walked to the field and squatted next to the sweet potato boy.

The sweet potato boy was setting up a shelf there, and Tangchi was there to touch the shelf he had just built. If nothing happened, he would gently touch the green pumpkin seedlings or poke the three pea plants.

"Brother, do you still remember when we met?" Tang Chi thought of something to say.

The sweet potato boy paused for a moment, then continued to put up a show, showing his white teeth and said: "You were six years old at that time and I was eight years old. I saw you fall into the ditch."

"Thanks to you then!" Turns out you were a lifesaver.

Tangchi asked again: "Then how did we get to know each other later?"

The sweet potato boy lowered his head and said, "Your mother died within a year, and your father remarried. At that time, you were hiding outside alone and crying. I thought you were pitiful, so I went to comfort you.

You will play with me often."

"Sigh... I was still young at that time. Not long after my mother died, my father married Aunt Xia. I was very sad."

The sweet potato boy raised his head and looked at Tangchi with some distress. "Sister Tangchi, you..." He wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to say, so he frowned anxiously.

Tangchi smiled at him and said: "So many years have passed, I have already thought about it, it's okay."

"Alas...you are also a miserable person." The sweet potato boy looked at Tangchi's smiling face and sighed.

Seeing that the atmosphere was heavy, and Tangchi had never experienced the things that had happened to Tangchi before, so he couldn't be too heavy, so he changed the topic and chatted with him about something else.

I also learned that the sweet potato boy’s surname was Hong. Of course, his name was not Hongshu, but Hong Kang.

However, Tangchi still thinks Sweet Potato Boy sounds better.

After finally setting up the shelf, Tangchi asked the sweet potato boy to fetch water, wash his hands and take a rest, then he went to bring out the salty mushroom soup from the pot.

"I only have mushrooms and salt here, so just make do with it." Tangchi felt embarrassed for serving such an unreliable lunch, so he had to give the sweet potato boy a bowl full of mushrooms.

"It's okay, as long as you have something to eat." The sweet potato boy picked up his chopsticks and ate happily.

After eating, not long after sitting, the sweet potato boy said he was going to the fields.

Tangchi didn't hold him back and sent him to the door.

After the sweet potato boy left, Tangchi went to take a look at the field. Wooden sticks were inserted into the soil one after another, very neatly, and the land really looked like a vegetable garden.

As for the remaining land, Tangchi decided to discuss it later.
Chapter completed!