Wake up and it's vacation time! It lasts for a month.

What does it feel like?

Xiao Yu, initially bewildered, suddenly became excited. He was already dozing off before nine o'clock.

He excitedly rushed to the study, rushed downstairs, and wandered around the gym and the rooftop garden.

Feeling that wasn't enough, You flashed into the Lotus Lake space. The lotus stems suddenly enlarged in front of him, and the river fish on them, made him itchy to take out a bucket and catch shrimp and snails on the lotus stems, and eels, shrimps, and small white fish in the water.

When I emerged from the water, I picked a few water chestnuts and picked up some tender lotus pods.

Suddenly I thought of the river clams I used to use to catch shrimps when I was a child.

Xiao Yu came to the edge of Lianhu Lake for the first time.

Sure enough, there was a shallow patch of muddy ground beside Lotus Lake. Just tread on it and you could dig up a bunch of clams. Unfortunately, he didn't like eating them, so he just played with them for a while. Then, flapping his arms like a bird, he headed to the mountain where he had just bought a tractor to till the fields.

He had never plowed the land with a tractor, but he and Zhou Yanzhi had watched videos of plowing the land together.

Perhaps farming is in the Chinese DNA; even if he could kill a cactus, plowing the land seemed easy. He learned and experimented, and before he knew it, he had plowed a large field.

Xiao Yu(*￣︶￣): ...I'm so awesome!

Mother Xiao ╰_ ╯: What kind of weird land is this? It’s not deep, not shallow, plow it again.

☆

When the plowing game reached the vegetable garden, Xiao Yu lost interest. He immediately stopped the tractor and took out the small decorative basket Zhou Yanzhi had specially bought for him.

Carrying a small basket, he entered the vegetable garden.

You can pick cucumbers, cowpeas, and eggplants from this vegetable garden; you can pick peppers, tomatoes, bitter melons, and loofahs from that vegetable garden; and you can also pick a handful of bamboo shoots, Chinese cabbage, lentils, and edamame from other gardens.

In Xiao Yu's hometown, every household must plant winter melon and pumpkin in their vegetable garden every summer.

Especially pumpkins. In Xiao Yu’s childhood memory, this thing was either used to feed pigs and cows or to feed chickens and ducks.

Well, in his childhood memories, not only pumpkins were used to feed pigs, corn was used to feed chickens, but sweet potatoes were also mostly used to feed pigs. When he was a child helping his mother cook pig food, the most annoying thing was chopping pumpkins. Because he was small and the pumpkin skin was old, he had to chop it on the ground and then move it to the big pot.

Because he was small, or because many boys are generally short before the age of twelve, he had to use a small stool to move back and forth in the kitchen and on the floor.

Perhaps because of this, apart from occasionally eating some stir-fried green pumpkin shreds with chili peppers, he really hates old pumpkins.

Now, facing this old pumpkin that seemed to be growing into the woods, he felt that if he hadn't considered that Mr. Zhou and the old men in the yard who were "crying for food" liked it, he would not even bother to pick it.

☆

Xiao Yu checked the time and realized it was already noon. He remembered there seemed to be a pickup truck with a B in the garage downstairs. He decided to pick it up and give it to the old man.

This will save him from thinking about it all the time and being unable to concentrate on writing.

Picking pumpkins is quite easy, except for bending over to carry them.

Well, it's easy to imagine that someone wouldn't carry it back and forth. He would just use a sickle to cut off the vines and put them directly into the gourd space.

After picking a hundred, Xiao Yu stopped.

He planned to keep the rest. After all, it was a good thing with spiritual energy, which was hard to come by.

☆

"Hello?" Xiao Yu had just changed his clothes and was about to go out when an unfamiliar number called. He hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone.

"Director Xiao, this is Wang Guohuai. Will you come to the Monster Management Bureau for work this afternoon?" Wang Guohuai's voice came over the phone. "Here are some documents that need your signature in person."

Xiao Yu: ...

Snap——

A flash of lightning overhead

A song automatically played in Xiao Yu's mind: 'It was a sunny day on June 6th, but suddenly it started to rain heavily'.

He suddenly regretted getting up so early. He should have stayed in bed until noon and then done his writing. Instead of bragging all morning and then being told he had to work overtime.

"...Oh, by the way, the demons from the Demon City have arrived. Would you like to come over and take a look and make some arrangements? I heard you already have a plan in mind?"

Xiao Yu: ...o(╥﹏╥)o

☆

The legendary story of excessive joy leading to sorrow is probably just like what happened to Xiao Yu.

Frustrated, Xiao Yu returned to his study and picked up his computer. After a moment's thought, he returned to his bedroom, grabbed some clothes, and then went downstairs to the garage where the pickup truck was.

Driving from the Air China Residential Area to the Monster Management Bureau would take at least two hours, considering the traffic conditions in the capital. He didn't want to waste any time on the road, so he decided to stay at the Monster Management Bureau until Zhou Yanzhi returned home.

In order not to delay contact with Wang Guohuai, I have to find another time to deliver the pumpkins.

Monday is a great day.

At noon, the traffic flow is still very pleasant.

Xiao Yu left at a little after one and arrived at the Monster Control Bureau at almost four. He followed the navigation twice to take shortcuts, realizing everyone was "smart," so he was forced to wander around a shopping mall.

Anyway, when he got off the bus, he was already exhausted by the road conditions along the way.

☆

"Why didn't Minister Wang go in?" Xiao Yu met Wang Guohuai at an intersection a hundred meters away from the Monster Management Bureau.

Wang Guohuai leaned against a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle with the rear door open and the coffee table and sofa inside ready.

Wang Guohuai looked towards the Monster Management Bureau and said with a smile, "It's just a simple document, there's no need to go there." Could he say that he was not used to dealing with monsters yet?

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!