Shu Miao immediately followed the yellow color and carefully dug up the soil around it.

It wasn't until this single seedling, which was only a little thicker than before it was planted, that Shu Miao felt both amused and helpless.

At this growth rate, it is hard to say whether it can grow up even in four years, let alone three years.

This is considered a lesson taught by nature, right?

but……

She looked up at the tall oak tree in front of her. Although only bare branches were left now, she could still see how lush it had grown before its leaves fell.

I couldn't help but wonder, could it be because it's too close to the oak tree that it affects the growth of the Gastrodia elata?

Logically speaking, the honey fungus in this area is growing so well, there shouldn't be only this one Gastrodia elata surviving, and its growth is so poor.

After pondering for a moment, Shu Miao decisively dug a long pit next to the only remaining seedling.

Next is another piece of mycelium wood and a fresh piece of wood placed neatly side by side.

Then place a dozen or so "low-quality hemp seeds" produced in the space next to the wood block.

Next, the process of covering with soil and leaves continues, and finally the details are recorded one by one.

As for whether these Gastrodia elata can survive, she couldn't say for sure.

After dealing with the Gastrodia elata issue, Shu Miao turned around and went down the mountain.

When he came out of the forest, he carried a bundle of firewood and headed home.

Before he got close, he heard the shrill howling of his own pigs from afar, which made Shu Miao's eyebrows twitch.

I quickly quickened my pace and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a lock on the gate.

It was obvious that Zili didn't feed the pigs at noon, so he had no choice but to speed up and go in.

The pigs finally stopped eating. Shu Miao stood in front of the pigpen, looking at the fat and strong pigs in front of him, and felt a severe headache.

This pig weighs at least 180 kilograms. In this era when any pig weighing more than 145 kilograms is considered a high-quality live pig, is it really necessary to keep it?

Other people’s pigs are only fed twice a day when they weigh over 70 kilograms, but their pigs are always fed three meals a day.

Plus, she gave it extra food from time to time, so she finally managed to make it so fat, but it was really troublesome!

Because if the pigs are fed late, they will scream at the top of their lungs, which will make people feel annoyed.

When she mentioned pigs, she thought of the 11 pigs in her space, one big and ten small.

Fortunately, the plants in the small courtyard grow quickly, and the sweet potato vines produced in the fields can barely provide food for this "family".

I’m just a little troubled because when the pigs grow up, how should I kill them and eat their meat?

Just as Shu Miao was becoming more and more worried, the sound of children's laughter came from a distance, quickly interrupting her melancholy.

She subconsciously looked outside the yard and saw a group of children of all ages across the river. Each of them had a basket in their arms and was chattering about something.

But after a while, Shu Miao quickly discovered that they were coming back from the persimmon forest.

Oh my god!

How could she forget to pick persimmons!

Now she no longer cared about the pigs, grabbed the basket and ran towards the persimmon forest.

When she arrived at the persimmon orchard panting, the members who were picking persimmons had already finished their work and were loading baskets of persimmons onto ox carts.

There were a few younger children wandering around under the persimmon tree, picking up a few that had slipped through the net from time to time.

A member who was carrying persimmons accidentally saw Shu Miao's empty basket. Someone laughed and made a few jokes.

"Hey, whose child is this? Did he oversleep?"

"Hey, look at your memory. In this whole team, is there any other half-grown girl who has a buzz cut like the boys? That one..." someone continued with a smile.

But before he could finish his words, his wife glared at him and he immediately shut up.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!" Aunt Li said, looking at the girl with eyes full of heartache.

Hearing this, Shu Miao touched his short hair awkwardly, and for the first time he thought about growing long hair.

Although she doesn't care about other people's strange looks, it doesn't mean she likes to show off.

If possible, I naturally don’t want to be noticed wherever I go.

After scolding her unreasonable husband, Aunt Li turned around with a kind smile and waved to Shu Miao.

"Girl, come quickly, let your aunt decorate it for you."

Shu Miao was stunned for a moment, then he took a step forward.

Unexpectedly, before he could reach the aunt, he was pulled aside by a big hand.

It’s Uncle Sizhu who lives next door.

Without saying a word, he picked up the basket and poured persimmons into her basket.

Because they poured it too hard, several persimmons fell from the side and hit Shu Miao's toes directly. Her face twisted in an instant.

Aunt Li was a little annoyed that she was beaten to the punch, but when she saw this, she burst out laughing.

“Puff! Hahahaha…”

"Hey, Fourth Mute, can you please be more careful? You're throwing a persimmon at a child's feet!"

Hearing the sound, the other people also looked over curiously. Although they didn't see anything funny, they saw the girl's red face and started laughing too.

The children who were in the persimmon forest also rushed over when they heard the sound, and quickly picked up the persimmons that fell on the ground and put them in their baskets.

The skilled posture and everyone's usual attitude instantly relaxed Shu Miao's tense nerves.

She moved her toes carefully in secret, but her face was full of smiles and she thanked him politely.

"Thank you, Uncle Sizhu!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Sizhu just waved his hand casually, then took out two persimmons from the basket and stuffed them into her pocket.

Seeing this, the other children who had not left yet crowded up and rushed over to thank Lin Sizhu.

Lin Sizhu was surrounded by children, how could he not know what they were trying to do?

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