Chapter 557

"Are these to be mentioned there?"

In the ranch on the other side of ire, it is really true that in the story of European farms and pastures, the windmill cottage is beside the river, the water wheel is running, and the autumn harvest of grass is golden and piled on the carriage,

in the wooden fence with the age flavor, the cows look at the new figure and cry curiously, and the sheep crowd to the nearest fence.

The girl only held a little grass in her arms and walked behind, listening to Fang ran asking herself,

some of them were staring at him who was not very strong. She easily carried a bundle of grass as thick as her on one shoulder, and nodded steadily with a bucket full of water in her left hand.

"Well..."

"ooh, let's go!"

Fang ran looked at the stables not far ahead of him. It was the place where he woke up yesterday. He was a little bit strange,

Why did he wake up there?

Forget it, it doesn't matter...

behind her was a silent girl wearing coarse linen clothes and holding grass in her arms. Then she decided to break into the door for a while and shout "yo! Old horse! Mountains and rivers meet! Are you ready for dinner? "

It would be nice to make her laugh...

but on the other side of the ranch, the ranchers and their wives, who were also working with farm tools, looked at the strange young man who suddenly appeared in their pasture.

compared with being shocked, why could he easily carry the bundle of grass that only two farmers could lift, and noticed that the hostess of Fang Ran's clothes was surprised Different tugged at the corner of her husband's clothes.

"My God, my dear, who is that? I've never seen anything so handsome and decent!"

But his husband was also confused and shook his head as if he were afraid to hear from the other side several hundred meters away:

"I don't know. Is that the rich gentleman in the nearby town? But why does he want his clothes to be stained with grass and mud? "

"We..."

The hostess felt uneasy and rubbed her rough hand on the linen apron tied around her waist, and asked nervously:

"would you like to say hello?"

Her husband also took off his hat, wiped his sweat and looked at the direction of the stables and whispered:

"he doesn't look like the gentlemen I met in town, but he seems to know the little girl. Let's take a look first and say..."

...

at the beginning of the 20th century, the world which has just begun its development is still very old,

No There are computers, no mobile phones, no games, no Internet... Without all the conveniences brought by modern science and technology,

suddenly in this era, you may be extremely uncomfortable,

through time, it just seems to be back in the old photos...

but it also has advantages, such as the ancient nature that has not been occupied by modern technology and has no pollution In Yier's pasture, you can lie on the same carriage grass as in the fairy tale, smell the smell of the sun, look out at the golden wheat fields and country roads that can't be seen at the edge, and enjoy the heart of this beautiful world.

"Dinner! It's dinner

At the edge of the old looking log fence, the shirt on his arm is pulled up, and the young man in straight clothes is feeding the lambs which have run to the village and should be plucked.

"Hello! That one over there, don't rob it

In all, less than ten sheep were crowding around Fang ran, waiting one by one for their share of pasture.

However, the girl standing outside gently put down the small handful of grass in her arms, and she still felt a little unbelievable until now.

she got up very late today and started working at daybreak, but now...

Ling looked at the grass that had been overfulfilled and piled up, as well as the cattle, sheep and horses that had been fed, and even the mess that needed to be cleaned up No,

"Ah, finally it's done!"

Looking at the young man with white shirt sleeves in front of him, he finally fed all the sheep and stretched the lazy youth in front of the warm sunshine. I just thought it was incredible.

It only took him more than an hour to finish his morning work. The grass can be carried in large bundles and a bucket of water can be carried by the way.

both the unruly horse and the cows and sheep who always like to run around eat the grass in his hands honestly, just like being cast some kind of magic spell...

and From the beginning to the end, he was just holding a little bit of grass "little tail" behind him. The small handful of grass was not even used, and the answer was...

"Ling, you look cute when you hold it like this." this kind of answer does not understand what the last word means.

At last, at the moment when the couple, who were somewhat restrained, exchanged two pieces of black bread,Ling Du thinks that she may not have woken up in her dream.

she looks at Fang ran, and Fang ran looks at a piece of black bread in her hand and winks at her and says with a smile:

"let's go, we should go and pick fruit."

...

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the Pohe plain in Italy is the largest plain in southern Europe. Naturally, it is also the most developed place for agriculture in this country and this era. It is because of this that the nearest town is too far away from the field. People who depend on farming to support themselves in this era settle near the wheat field I don't know how many small villages like IL, like the stage in fairy tales, were born.

Il is really a very small village.

Go out from the road on the other side of the village near the golden wheat field and follow the ruts of the carriage. It will not be long before you can see a lush forest on the roadside, which is connected with rolling hills.

the forest singing in the empty valley has no trace of any road. If you are not careful, you may not find your way back. The trees rustle and the light and shadow between the leaves of trees On the soil under the tree, the girl was stretching the bottom of her coarse linen clothes like a basket. Her delicate figure was in a hurry and then dropped the fruit from the top.

however, compared with the colorful fruits, Ling just saw that she had been completely blocked by the shade and could not see her figure. She was surprised how he had climbed so high.

"Take it

The light gold ponytail swayed in a hurry, and the petite figure looked up and looked at all kinds of fruits, saying whether they were slow or fast, just enough to make her receive them fall down,

just looking at the fruits on the clothes that she didn't know, some were stunned and thought,

are there so many kinds of fruits on this forest ?

However,

in fact,

the situation above the tree shade is...

lying on a trident trunk, watching the sea of trees basking in the sun, yawning youth is holding a book, scratching his head from time to time, writing on it:

cherries, grapes, strawberries, melons, Hami melons, watermelon...

[floating cards] whirled around him, throwing one by one, and mixing tools There are different types of keys to the secret vault of XX. For things that have no impact on the world except eating, Chuang Pai has always been quite cheap in setting its energy value. Only 1% of these items are packed into a line.

After all, the magic power can be used to influence the wind and rain. Compared with those branches of alchemy and material generation, it's quite normal.

now the magic energy recovers faster and faster, and it takes less than three minutes for 1% to recover. However, I feel that I can make a whole car in this way...

hey... Have I found any way to make a fortune?

In my mind, I had these unreliable thoughts. I planned to write something about the same size as those trees and fruits, but I didn't know why it was getting bigger and bigger. I looked at the watermelon on my hand, and I was sweating.

Well, watermelon doesn't seem to grow on a tree...

he stares at the watermelon silently for two seconds,

and then he claps his hands and throws it down, muttering:

"forget it, it doesn't matter. Ling at this age looks very deceptive."

...

finally, the girl carried a whole bunch of colorful fruits and wondered why she had never seen so many kinds of fruits. She followed the youth with watermelon in one hand and Hami melon in the other hand, and returned to the place where they had breakfast.

Carefully picked up a purple fruit and put it into his mouth. It was neither sour nor astringent. What came from his mouth was the soft and thin peel. The juice and sweetness of the soft flesh were unimaginable. Ling was even stunned.

It turns out that there is such a sweet fruit...

with some expectation and some urgency, she picked up another kind of lovely red fruit.

Sweet!

Is this sweet, too?

Near noon, it was the first time for a girl to eat so many delicious fruits that her pale golden pupils kept shining. After trying cherries, strawberries and grapes,

Ling suddenly realized that she had to eat by herself. She looked up with embarrassment,

as a result, she found that the young man with a very large green fruit in her arms, Some of them are searching around.

After biting her lips, she had been asking questions since the morning, and finally got up her courage. Her hand scratched her ragged clothes and opened her mouth like a kitten:

"you..."

then she said a word, which was interrupted by Fang Ran's opening step by step. He put watermelon and Hami melon on the stump aside and said seriously:

"“ Can you close your eyes first? "

The expression on her face was stunned for a moment. When she heard this, her eyes flashed flustered.

sitting in front of fangran, Ling bowed her head and listened to his words. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she closed her eyes slowly and honestly.And then she made sure that Ling had closed her eyes...

Fang ran picked up the silver broken dragon tooth, which was a sharp knife at the watermelon!

It's almost like a flash of silver light, which can easily cut through the light wheel barrier, and the silver blade of dragon's spine can cut the watermelon into several pieces.

Then Fang ran quickly put it away, looked at his neat knife, pretended nothing happened, and sighed his wand,

it's really his mother's use...

"OK, OK."

Hearing the sound and opening her eyes, Ling saw a piece of cut fruit which was handed to her face. The green peel was red and white sand flesh,

she sipped her thin white lips, and Ling reached out to take it. She bit a little bit like a chick,

in fact, she had been full for a long time.

Feeling the sweetness that people can't help biting down. Under the gray old linen clothes, the girl wrapped her legs tightly together with the cloth strips, pursed her lips and was silent for a moment. She still spoke in a low voice in raw Chinese:

"Why are you so good to me..."

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