The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

213 Listening to the wall

A few little guys came to Zhao Zhitong's side, stretched out their little heads, looked at the pictures in the book, and thought that they could make a lot of money, they were all very excited.

Sun Youcai didn't have much hope for this, he had never heard of the three-color peony, let alone seen it.

Therefore, he subconsciously felt that it was something that did not exist. If they were able to grow a three-color peony this time, as Zhao Zhitong said, it would definitely cause quite a stir.

The ground had already been hoed, so Sun Youcai put the hoe aside, walked to the seedbed, and divided the peonies they cut last year.

Because it was the first time to plant and there was no experience, there are only 16 plants left alive.

Among them, there are four white peonies, eight yellow peonies, and four purple peonies.

When they cut the cuttings, they marked them, so they could be clearly distinguished.

At this moment, those little guys have already begun to think about what delicious food they will buy after earning money.

Sun Youcai called out to the little ones angrily, "Stop dreaming, come on, we are going to start planting."

Zhao Zhitong quickly got up from the ground, closed the book, carefully put it into the side basket, patted his buttocks, and trotted over.

The little uncle was responsible for digging the hole, Sun Daji and Sun Daqing were responsible for bringing the peonies to the little uncle, and Zhao Zhitong and several other children were responsible for carrying water and watering the peonies.

Every time the water is lifted, Zhao Zhitong will quietly add space water into the basin, which can improve the survival rate of peonies.

However, after planting and planting, the little uncle learned from Zhao Zhitong's chattering mouth that the so-called three-color peonies were actually intended to synthesize peonies from other plants into one plant. He deeply felt that it was too unreliable. up.

I thought that when these sixteen peonies bloomed, I would buy them in the county, at least I could get back some money. If I followed what Zhao Zhitong said, all of them would be killed by then, and I wouldn't even try to sell a single peony.

So, the little uncle began to firmly oppose.

This time, it doesn't matter whether Zhao Zhitong acts coquettishly or cute, or rolls around.

"Little uncle is bad, I don't like you anymore, I won't play with you in the future, hum~"

Zhao Zhitong put his arms around his chest and sat on the ground puffed up, sulking alone.

Sun Youcai completely ignored her and let her chatter endlessly.

At this time, Grandpa Bai said: "Girl, you can cultivate a plant yourself first. When the time comes, your little uncle will definitely agree if he sees it is feasible."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhitong's eyes lit up immediately, and he said happily, "Yes, yes, Grandpa Bai, you are so smart."

Zhao Zhitong instantly swept away the previous haze, and immediately ran to Sun Youcai's side full of energy, ready to wait for an opportunity to 'steal' three peonies and put them in the space.

Seeing that the little girl who was so angry and wanted to break up with him just now came over to help with a smile on her face, Sun Youcai's first feeling was that this clever little girl was playing bad ideas again!

Immediately said: "You little girl, what bad idea are you holding back?"

Zhao Zhitong hummed: "Little uncle, you treat the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I just want to help him because I see how hard he is working."

Sun Youcai didn't believe her nonsense, and said with a smile, "Okay, just help me water it."

But I was thinking in my heart, watching what kind of ghosts you, a little girl, can make in movies.

Zhao Zhitong ran to the side of the seedbed while he was carrying water, and put three peonies into the space.

So, after all the peonies were planted, Sun Youcai didn't realize that Zhao Zhitong had 'stolen' a few peonies.

However, when he counted the peonies, he realized something was wrong, and he was full of doubts: "Hey, what's going on, why are there only thirteen peonies?"

Zhao Zhitong pretended to be ignorant and shook his head, and even said, "Little uncle, did you lose three plants?"

Sun Youcai was also puzzled, grabbed Sun Daqing and the others, and asked if they had taken it.

Sun Daqing and the others expressed aggrievedly that they did not take it.

Then the little uncle searched everywhere in the field, but he couldn't find it in the end.

"Hey, what's going on? I clearly counted sixteen plants, so how come three plants are missing out of thin air? It's really strange."

The little uncle walked up and down by the field, muttering as he walked.

Sun Daqing's little radish heads also joined in one after another, and searched around the field.

Zhao Zhitong grinned, pretended to be calm and shouted: "Little uncle, did you make a mistake in counting, there were thirteen plants in the first place."

At this moment, the little uncle himself also began to doubt. He scratched his head and tried to recall: "Is it true that I counted wrong?"

Zhao Zhitong blinked, and went to hold his little uncle's hand: "Let's go, let's go, forget it if you can't find it, we can make a lot of money with thirteen plants."

The little uncle looked helpless: "...You little girl, I don't know where you got your confidence from."

Zhao Zhitong laughed, and in turn educated the little uncle: "Little uncle, no matter what you do, you must be confident. As long as you believe that you can do it, you will definitely be able to do it. We are not here for failure. Right, little uncle."

What you said is called a vow.

At least, that's what the little girl thinks now.

No matter what she does, she always responds with the greatest enthusiasm and the greatest confidence.

Sun Youcai couldn't help being infected by Zhao Zhitong, he smiled cheerfully, and pinched her little face: "Young girl, you are right, let's go, let's go home, we will pass by the river in a while, my uncle will take you to the river to touch the snails and go back to eat." !"

"Yes, yes!"

There was a burst of cheers in an instant.

Sun Daji couldn't help but licked his lips: "I miss the snail noodles made by my aunt, it's really delicious."

Zhao Zhitong said happily: "Then let's catch more and go back, I want to eat snail powder too!"

A big child led a group of small children happily down the mountain.

After they finished touching the snails, Sun Youcai rushed to Zhao's house with Zhao Zhitong on his back and Sun Daqing and others.

Just as they were about to walk home, they suddenly noticed a person lying furtively in front of the gate of their house, with their ears on the door, as if listening to the corner of the wall.

Apparently, the little uncle and the others also paid attention, immediately lowered their footsteps, and walked over quietly.

After Zhou Jin entered, Zhao Zhitong discovered that the person at the bottom of the wall was none other than Zheng Shi, who shared her nostrils with her stepmother.

She was listening with excitement right now, completely oblivious to the appearance of Zhao Zhitong and the others.

Zhao Zhitong made a trumpet shape with his small hands, and suddenly yelled loudly. The Zheng family jumped up in fright, and then sat down on the ground.

Zhao Zhitong: "Aunt Zheng! What are you doing at the gate of my house?"

Zhao Zhitong yelled loudly on purpose, which made Zhao Dong, who was telling the villagers about fertilization in the yard, a meal, and the big guy walked towards the door.

Opening the door, they saw Mrs. Zheng sitting at the gate of their house, while Sun Youcai stood at the door looking at Mrs. Zheng with Zhao Zhitong behind her back.

Sun Mei frowned, she knew without asking, that Mrs. Zheng must have come to eavesdrop on the corner.