After transferring the money, Liu Laohu and his son left in a hurry. Chen Hong cleaned the boat, packed her things, and drove back to the old house to pick up the children.

Upon arriving at the old house, we left 5 jin of oysters for Grandpa Yu Yang, loaded the bamboo basket used to carry the dog onto the car, and picked up our son to go home.

Back home, after unloading the car, Chen Hong asked Yu Yang to collect eggs in the backyard while she went into the kitchen to cook. She cooked rice, took out six palm-sized oysters, cleaned their shells, and steamed them. She also stir-fried some shredded potatoes and made a tomato and egg soup. Half an hour later, the mother and son sat down to eat dinner.

"Son, what did you feed the puppy today?"

Yu Yang said excitedly, "Mom, these two puppies are so easy to take care of. Grandpa soaked some steamed buns in rice porridge, and they ate them all."

I even secretly fed them two sausages and took them to the toilet to poop, but peeing is still a problem; they always like to pee in the corners of the walls and on the table legs. I've decided to correct this bad habit in the next few days.

"You have to be careful. They've just come to our house and aren't familiar with each other yet. Don't let them bite your hand. When feeding them, put the food in a bowl, don't hold it in your hand. Getting bitten is very painful and troublesome; you'll need to get rabies shots several times," Chen Hong carefully instructed Yu Yang.

"Grandpa taught me everything. Mom, Grandpa said our family used to have a dog. When Dad was little, he was naughty and got bitten by the dog, so we gave it away. I'll be careful so I won't get bitten like Dad!"

Hearing this, Chen Hong recalled that after meeting Yu Hai, every time he encountered a dog, he would either turn around and leave or simply turn away. Chen Hong even asked him if he was afraid of dogs, but he stubbornly insisted that he wasn't afraid of dogs, but just thought they were dirty. Now, his father had finally exposed his true colors.

"Son, raising dogs isn't just about being nice to them. When you're training them, you also need to punish them appropriately. For example, if they do something wrong, you should scold them with a stern face, and if they do something wrong, you should hit them with a small stick. If they do something good, you should also reward them, such as giving them sausages and other treats they like."

Chen Hong taught her son how to train the dog, and Yu Yang listened attentively, saying he would definitely do as his mother taught him.

After finishing their meal, the mother and daughter used the leftover rice to feed the dogs with milk. It seems the two dogs had a hard life before, because they ate whatever they were fed, licking their food bowls clean.

Chen Hong taught Yu Yang to train the dog to go to the backyard toilet to poop after meals, and then come back to take a bath in the water tank. After the bath, the dog's dressings were changed, and after the dressings were changed, the dog went back to its bed in the bamboo basket to sleep.

Chen Hong discovered that the space water had a significant effect on the animals. In just over a day, they had been eating and using space water, and the wounds on the backs of the two dogs had already scabbed over.

These two dogs are quite smart. They follow their owner's instructions step by step and can complete the actions they are taught. They will develop good habits in the future. In the end, Chen Hong asked Yu Yang to reward each dog with half a sausage.

After locking the front door, she gave her son a big piece of durian, and the two of them chatted while watching TV. After finishing their TV show, they washed up and went to bed. Yu Yang fell asleep quickly, it seems he got a lot of exercise playing with the dog today.

Seeing that her son was asleep, Chen Hong got up and went to the yard to wash all the wine bottles. She poured 5 jin of high-proof bulk liquor into a basin and disinfected each bottle and its cap.

Use a siphon to fill the bottles with the red wine from the bucket, then seal them with cork caps and heat-shrink caps.

They were packed into bamboo baskets. After filling all the baskets, they counted them and found that there were 23 bottles left over after filling 3 baskets. Each basket held 40 bottles, so a total of 143 bottles of wine were made this time.

Chen Hong went back inside to get a high-powered flashlight, put all the wine into her spatial storage, went to the corner of the backyard wall, opened the cellar door, released the air for more than ten minutes, then hung the flashlight around her neck with a hair tie, and climbed down into the cellar using her hands and feet.

This cellar is a typical style used in northern rural areas for storing sweet potato and potato seeds for overwintering. It is generally shaped like the Chinese character ⊥, 4.5 meters deep, and the cellar barrel is 1.2 meters in diameter.

Pit the size of half a foot was dug out every half meter along the wall of the barrel to access the cellar. At the bottom of the cellar, semi-circular pits with a radius of 3 meters and a height of 2 meters were dug out at each end of the straight line to store potatoes and sweet potatoes respectively.

After going down into the cellar, we placed the bamboo basket horizontally inside the cellar and took out the 23 loose bottles, arranging them horizontally on the basket. The temperature in the cellar is always below 20 degrees Celsius, making it warm in winter and cool in summer, with suitable temperature and humidity for storing wine.

Chen Hong was secretly pleased with her foresight. When they were building their house after getting married, Yu Hai and his son both advocated filling in the cellar, since everyone else in the village had filled in their cellars. However, Chen Hong was against it.

It would take two people 20 days to dig a cellar, but filling it in only takes a morning. What a waste! Keeping it won't do any harm, and what if it comes in handy? Look, it's coming in handy now.

I went back into the space after returning to the house. It's time to pick the honeysuckle again. Luckily, I didn't plant many, otherwise I would be busy picking flower seeds every day instead of doing anything else in the space.

After harvesting, I checked the saplings. The space was really great; all the trees survived, and not a single one died.

Scatter strawberry seeds on two square meters of land, cover them with a thin layer of soil, and raise the seedlings first. Once the seedlings grow to 20 centimeters, transplant them onto the ridges, and you'll have a continuous supply of strawberries to eat.

The transplanted wild blueberries have mutated. When they were first transplanted, the berries on the trees were the size of peanuts and very sparse.

The tree has grown over 30 centimeters tall, and the fruit is densely packed, each berry as big as a Kyoho grape, and its color is a deep, almost blackish purple. After picking, it filled more than half a plastic bucket, weighing at least 20 kilograms.

It seems we can't finish them all. Chen Hong tasted them and found the fruit to be very sweet, with a rock sugar flavor and no astringency whatsoever. They could be called the queen of blueberries, with an unparalleled taste.

Try some at home first. If there are no major issues with the fruit produced in these spaces, you can share a small amount with your relatives and friends.

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