C3

The tender leaves soon drooped down.

"Eh? Could it be that the water is too fat and burnt out? " He put down the ladle and muttered to himself.

Thinking about it, he was being trained as his husband. It wouldn't be too good to fertilizer him every day. What if a rotten and smelly husband popped out in the future …

It was simply unbearable! Didn't you see Big Yellow run out of the fence with disgust!?

The young grasses had given up on spraying Xiao Miaoer with fertilizer. Instead, they would use wood ash and green manure. It was just a rotten leaf. There was no shortage of rotten wood, layers upon layers of fallen leaves and fruits, which had formed a thick layer of rotten soil.

This husband would definitely like it. He would definitely be strong!

Xiao Miaoer was disgusted, and had no choice but to accept it.

While taking care of the crops in the fields, the young man didn't dare to be careless while attending to his husband's young master. He was almost unaffected by the torment of this stalk of spirit grass!

"Miao! Come on! There's a big mouse biting me! "

One night, the half-dead seedlings that had been busy with farming for a whole day were suddenly awoken by a mournful scream!

She got up sleepily, put on a coat, and sneaked into her grandfather's room. Seeing that the old man was still sound asleep and snoring, she was relieved. After tucking in her grandfather's quilt, She Miao covered her mouth with her hand and yawned. Just as she was about to return to his room to sleep, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. She subconsciously glanced outside the window.

In the deep darkness of the night, there was a small ball of faint green light emitting from outside the window! He only saw Xiao Miaoer, who was half a foot tall, trembling as she lay on the ground and tried to get close to it with a 'pi pi pi pa' sound!

The young man was shocked awake!

Mouse!

My husband was bitten by a mouse!

The young man was furious. He put his hand on the windowsill and slipped out. He picked up the spatula placed at the base of the wall and ruthlessly smacked it towards the black shadow!

"Creak, creak ~ ~ ~"

Mice weren't that easy to beat, especially those in the wild. Their movements were extremely nimble!

When the strike missed, he smacked a pile of sand. When he raised his shovel to hit the rat a second time, the rat decisively ran away. A shadow sprang out from under the wattled fencing on the west side of the house and headed in the direction of the rat!

The young man raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect that her family's big yellow rhubarb had the ability to pick up mice. She dropped the spatula, squatted, and examined the sapling.

The soil near the root was slightly split open, revealing a small piece of root hair buried in the soil. The root hairs were ginger, just like the leaves, and they emitted a faint glow. The branches and leaves that had been whipping with all their might all drooped down at this moment. The faint luster of the green gradually faded away.

Big Yellow didn't manage to catch a mouse. He carefully ran back, leaned his head forward, and took a sniff. Just as he stuck out his tongue, he was stopped by his young master. He licked his young master's lips and gave him a hand.

He wiped away his saliva and apologized to Xiao Miaoer in a small voice: "Sorry, I didn't take good care of you." She used her hand to brush away the soil and carefully covered the roots.

Miao'er shook her body and threw the spatula on the face of the plant. Big Yellow jumped away and said in a low voice.

Grain Seedling:...

After wiping her face, she decisively went to get some fat water to irrigate the little seedling.

"Hey, this is compensation. "Stop messing around."

Big Yellow's face was filled with disgust. He ran away like a wisp of smoke.

Little Miao's hair stood on end from the smoke! If it had hair.

The most intuitive display of strength was that the originally drooping leaves had all stood up, their fluff had all unfurled, and their tiny branches trembled. With a 'pi pu', the seedlings felt as if their faces had been turned to mush!

For this reason, He Miao's face itched for three days!

God! Such a hot-tempered husband, he definitely could not stand it!

He struggled for a long time in the difficult decision of eliminating evil and raising good men, his face grim.

Finally, seeing that there were no weeds around the house (his husband had killed them, on the grounds that there was not enough nutrients in the field to feed them) and even that there were no weeds in the corn fields on the hillside, the young man reluctantly put up with it and blocked a wooden fence around the sapling. In winter, the young seedlings were also covered with a thick wheat straw to protect against the cold.

This time, it took another two years.