Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts

Chapter 226: 225Snowflakes enter the water



Chapter 226: 225Snowflakes enter the water

Chapter 226 225. Snowflakes enter the water

Huaiyu at the door: "..."

She shrank her head silently, Zhou Qian heard it more clearly than her, and couldn't help but sigh again at this moment - OK, the secret fusion of Ketaro and Rose Corridor is even weirder now.

Not wanting to eavesdrop anymore, he knocked on the door now.

The conversation in the room stopped, and Uncle Zaozi quickly called them in, and was going to buy something at the entrance of the hospital. But Zhou Yunfang looked at the bottle and shook his head:

"I'm fine, don't buy anything, just leave after you lose."

"That won't work!" Uncle Zaozi was a little nervous: "He fainted suddenly, so he still needs to be checked again."

Huaiyu couldn't help but feel a little nervous. But before Zhou Qian even drank water with bubbles and compresses, the hospital didn't find anything, so she quickly felt relieved.

Zhou Yunfang shook his head: "I have never been so sober in the past few years."

She looked at Uncle Zaozi with steady eyes: "I won't go crazy again - I want to wait for my gardenia to grow up, and our family will be lively."

Uncle Zaozi looked at her clear eyes and couldn't help but become silent at this moment.

After a while he muttered: "You can plant anything, but gardenias are not children."

Now, it was Zhou Yunfang's turn to laugh. While laughing, big tears fell down one by one from the corners of his eyes: "My children are at the monument and at the martyrs' cemetery. I know where they sleep."

She is no longer young, and for the rest of her life, she should live a good life with the only family left in front of her.

Huaiyu looked at the two of them, hesitating at the moment: "Uncle Zaozi, that Tuancha..."

As soon as these words were said, the couple who were originally immersed in sadness suddenly became alert: "Xiaoyu, what do you mean by tea group tea? We haven't drunk that one yet. We'll bring it over if we remember to do so next time."

They spoke with great sincerity, as if this was really the case.

After a pause, he added: "I have tasted other colors and they are all good. The pink one just doesn't taste good. Don't sell the pink ones in the future."

Huaiyu:…

Looking at Zhou Qian again, I saw that he also relaxed obviously, and then patted Uncle Zaozi on the shoulder:

"Well, I won't sell the pink ones next time. There are extra ones this time. Please sort them out and watch and deal with them."

The four people in the ward spoke truthful words, and the secrets blended in naturally, like snowflakes entering water, disappearing in an instant.

Squeezing on the bus on the way back, Huaiyu sighed: "Will the rose petals no longer be used?"

"Not necessarily." Zhou Qian thought for a while: "Uncle Zaozi's incident may also be a coincidence. Why don't we both try it tonight?"

Huaiyu shook his head subconsciously!

She doesn't want it! There is a bottom line for being a human being, and Kataro's mouth is her bottom line!

Zhou Qian glared at her: "Don't I have a bottom line?"

Huaiyu thought for a while and said seriously: "But Brother Zhou Qian, your bottom line was already gone when you were trying to save your life - otherwise you should try."

"You, Uncle Zaozi, Aunt Zaozi, the three of you are enough to make samples."

Zhou Qian: "..." He was really worried about this family.

But, I have to say that my heart is constantly shaking.

Because, since Uncle Zaozi's wife can dream about the child who died a few years ago, then... where is Zhou Ning?

Will he dream of Zhou Ning?

Zhou Qian silently clenched his fists, holding out hope but not daring to hope.

Because of this episode, I originally wanted to go to the nearby Jinyuan Market to buy some things, but I gave up.

And Huaiyu didn't buy a fishing net today, so he simply turned out the ground cage and cleaned a large piece of bread again, trying to catch the **** fish that was still missing.

Really, there is no way to put it off any longer. Lots of lotus leaves have grown out, and the flower buds are standing gracefully. If she doesn’t find fish, her dream of raising fish in the lotus pond will be shattered even more completely!

At this moment, Zhou Qian was sitting in the living room of Huaiyu's house. On the table in front of him was a huge jar filled with colorful krona balls, deep and shallow, like a collection of colorful dreams.

He picked out a pink one inside, his mind was as complicated as a mess of threads that a cat had played with, and he barely suppressed his sense of urgency, and then he heard Huaiyu shouting from outside:

"Why don't you go see Kuang Biao? Why is there no movement?"

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"By the way, bring a few more bamboo poles to stick in the field at the door. I will hold the rope when I go back to dry the vegetables."

Zhou Qian thought of Kuang Biao's love affair, and his already complicated mood became even colder. However, the sun had not yet set. He wanted to drink tea and fall asleep. He was afraid of affecting the effect, so he decided to find some work for himself.

Turning to the back of the house, the blazing sun was still shining on the green sunflowers.

After one day, the flower as big as a basin seemed to have grown in size again. The harmless petals were swaying slightly in the wind. It was completely impossible to tell that the petals and the entire flower plate had adjusted their angle yesterday to reflect the sunlight and burn Kuang Biao. It's mottled.

But now, among the bamboos that are far away from the sunflowers, the bamboo poles in the front row all have faint black traces of burning, not to mention the poor leaves that are either dry and curled up, or have holes directly burned out...

The corner of Zhou Qian's mouth curled up, and then he quickly pressed down. He saw the big cub and the cub and the chickens scratching the grass on the edge as if nothing had happened. He felt Kuang Biao's rare silence again and couldn't help but become happy. .

"Um... Kuangbiao, are you okay?"

Kuang Biao suffered physical injuries in this wave, while Xiao Kui suffered mental injuries. It’s hard to say which one was more serious, but who made Kuang Biao talk?

Kuang Biao shook the bamboo forest, and the fluttering bamboo leaves were like flying and broken hearts, falling from above his head, and soon hit Zhou Qian's body full of holes on his head, shoulders, arms...

It didn't speak, but this performance was worth a thousand words.

Zhou Qian stared at the sunflower that was still tall on the side, and couldn't help but give it a silent thumbs up - endure it when you don't have the ability, but take action immediately when you have the ability. The poem Huaiyu read is really right, this sunflower He is truly a born warrior.

sharp!

Although Xiaokui cannot speak, she can vaguely sense emotions. At this moment, the big leaves on his body swayed towards Zhou Qian, and the big face plate above his head shone even more brightly.

But Kuang Biao didn't say a word, but Zhou Qian still had a mission to do!

At this moment, looking at the several bamboos with charred marks in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh: "Looking at it this way is really not pretty enough. Kuangbiao, are you still in pain? If not, give me these bamboos to free up space for you. Longer."

Kuang Biao is now not only broken in love, but also brutally beaten by his crush. How can a few bamboos withstand his sorrow?

It didn't even bother to say a word. It felt the sharp mouths of the big cub and the second cub poking at the roots, and the bamboo slowly fell down with a crash, as if it no longer had the heart to love...

Update 2, good night! The next door is writing and writing.


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