Rural Dad

Zhao Han casually replied to a few comments, then put away his phone and went into the orchard to check the fruit trees.

You can't think that there is nothing wrong with the fruit trees just because they are blooming, because the fruit trees will bloom regardless of whether you take care of them or not, but the quality of the flowers and the quality of the fruits are very different.

Looking down from above, it is a sea of ​​colorful flowers, but when you look deeper, you will find that the flower buds on each tree are very small, and there are many axillary flower buds, so the fruits will definitely not be good.

Because of the lack of careful care, the orchard is basically useless this year, and the fruits will definitely not be sold.

If it were in the past, Zhao Han would choose to give up this year and take good care of it, preparing to harvest next year.

But now he has the spiritual spring in the space, so he wants to try to nourish the fruit trees with the spiritual spring water in the space.

Of course, he is not sure whether it will work, so he plans to select some fruit trees for trial first.

The orchard is located on the sunny side of the back mountain, and is divided into three areas: pear trees, apricot trees, and peach trees.

In addition, there are a few cherry trees, only about twenty, because he likes to eat cherries, and when he was a child, he pestered his father Zhao Jiang to buy them.

Walking through the orchard, smelling the fragrance of flowers, people feel relaxed and happy. It took four or five minutes to reach the cherry forest at the northernmost end of the orchard.

Cherry trees can grow very tall, and they have many branches and large leaves. Standing under the tree, the sunlight is completely blocked, making people feel particularly cool.

The sound of insects chirping is heard, which should be noisy, but it makes people feel extremely peaceful.

Zhao Han entered the space and then remembered that he didn't bring any tools to scoop water, so he could only push open the door of the thatched house to see if there were any basins or something like that.

However, he was stunned again after entering the house, because the layout of the house obviously looked like someone had lived there.

And it was a woman.

Although the thatched house looked broken on the outside, it was a different world inside, with a dressing table, embroidered bed, curtains, everything was complete, but they were all covered with a layer of dust.

Apparently the owner hadn't returned for a long time.

"Will she come back again in the future?"

"Or was she the previous owner of the space?"

Although he didn't know the origin of the space, since someone was living there, Zhao Han suddenly thought of this question.

He didn't know if the original owner would come back, but as a latecomer, he decided not to change the layout of the house and only borrowed a copper basin to scoop water.

He watered all 20 cherry trees one by one, and pulled out the weeds around them.

After all, if the spiritual spring really worked, wouldn't the weeds grow wildly at that time?

After watering, he returned to the space.

He searched the hut carefully.

Although he wouldn't touch the things inside, it didn't stop him from being curious about the owner of the house.

Since he was curious, he naturally had to explore.

But he searched around the house but didn't find even a hair. No, he found one on the bed.

It was still the crooked kind.

Then according to his judgment after the search, the original owner should have moved away calmly.

Because there is no personal belongings in the house.

"What is the origin of this space?" Zhao Han frowned as he looked at the ring on his hand. He had no choice but to stop thinking about it.

No matter how this space came from.

Anyway, it is good for him now.

After drinking a sip of water from the spiritual spring, feeling the continued growth of strength in his body, Zhao Han left the space with satisfaction and walked home from the orchard.

Prepare to come back to see the cherry tree in two days.

Going home along the original route, there are pine and bamboo forests on the back of the orchard, and Zhao Han's home is under the bamboo forest.

In the rural areas of Sichuan Province, almost every household has a bamboo forest near their home.

The ground of the pine forest is full of fallen pine needles. In rural areas, pine needles are generally used to start fires after drying.

Follow the path through the pine forest and enter the bamboo forest.

Pieces of bamboo leaves slowly fall with the wind.

Zhao Han suddenly heard a rustling sound.

It was like something was grinding its teeth.

His eyes suddenly lit up. This was the sound made by bamboo rats when they were chewing bamboo!

Bamboo rats are animals that live in bamboo forests. They are large and meaty, with thick and soft fur and a cute appearance.

Of course, the most important thing is that the meat is delicious!

Zhao Han hasn't eaten bamboo rats for many years since he left home. He licked his lips and carefully followed the sound.

After a while, seven or eight meters away, he saw a bamboo rat with light brown hair and a fat body chewing bamboo with its two big teeth with its back to him.

There was already a small pile of debris on the ground.

Zhao Han rushed over directly at a faster speed.

He was an excellent soldier himself, and after the transformation of the spiritual spring water, his physique became stronger.

This rush was likeIt was an arrow that had left the bowstring.

When the bamboo rat wanted to run, it was too late.

It was caught by Zhao Han who rushed over.

"Chijiji--"

The bamboo rat kept struggling, making a sound like a child crying, and tried to bite Zhao Han with its mouth.

The bamboo rat's bite force was very strong, and it could bite off a person's finger without any problem, otherwise how could it chew bamboo.

But Zhao Han directly grabbed its tail and lifted it upside down, so it couldn't bite it.

"Hey, you want to bite me, then see how I bite you." Zhao Han had already thought about how to deal with it. Who could refuse a braised bamboo rat?

This bamboo rat was at least four or five pounds.

It was enough for a feast.

Then Zhao Han moved a few more bamboo shoots.

He was going to go back and ask his father to make a bamboo shoot-braised bamboo rat, so that the bamboo rat and bamboo shoot could depend on each other for life and death.

When he returned home with the bamboo rat, Xingxing and Guoguo had already woken up and were playing with the puppy in the yard.

The big yellow dog could only watch from afar as his child was toyed with by his master's child.

Both parents were helpless.

"Wow, Dad, what is this?"

Xingxing saw Zhao Han first, and threw the little black dog in his arms, ran over with bright eyes.

"Dad, what is this? It looks so cute and chubby. Guoguo wants to keep it!"

Guoguo also ran over. No little girl can refuse a cute, chubby, furry little animal.

"Woof woof~ Aoao~"

The two puppies chased after them with their short legs, as if they were loudly accusing their little master of being fickle.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "This is a bamboo rat, but you can't keep it. Look, this bamboo rat has heatstroke. Dad asked grandpa to pluck its hair, add some pepper and star anise, and give it a medicinal bath, okay."

"Oh." Guoguo was easier to deceive.

But Xingxing was different: "Dad, you lied! You just want to eat it, Dad, you are so cruel!"

"Wow! Woohoo~ Dad, Shushu is so cute, please don't eat it." Guoguo, who was just fooled, burst into tears.

Zhao Han had a headache and glared at Xingxing: "You made your sister cry again, you are responsible for coaxing her!"

"Ah?" Xingxing was stunned for a moment. Didn't you make her cry, Dad? What does it have to do with me?