Crow Seven doesn't like Crow Mother's owner because she doesn't even allow it to eat the leaves in the vegetable garden.

There are so many delicious vegetables, what's wrong with it eating a little !

It protested.

It doesn't mean anything, I just express my dissatisfaction.

Mother Crow's master: "If you make any more noise, I will roast you."

So cruel.

Crow Seven glanced at Mother Crow's owner with his round little eyes, then retracted his wings. His flapping wings instantly dropped obediently to his sides, and he squatted beside the wall of the warehouse, not daring to move.

Inwardly: Woohoo, so fierce! Xu Qingzhi looked at Yaqi, who had eaten like a fat ball and was trembling slightly with fear beside the thatched hut, and felt helpless.

Sometimes she accidentally came across some parenting videos, which said that when children make mistakes, they should be spoken to softly and reasonably.

She didn't know if it would work, but she thought it would.

Some chickens are born rebellious and won't listen to reason, like this fat ball. The other six are very well behaved.

The vegetables she grows are not completely free of insects. After all, how could insects not like to eat such delicious vegetables?

Before, she had directly isolated the farm in the back mountain with a protective shield, and occasionally she would use the extended technique of Qingchen Jue - Qingchong Jue, to get rid of the insects in the vegetable garden.

However, this method of human intervention is not entirely without disadvantages.

Ecology is a process that requires cycles, and earthworms are also needed to loosen the soil.

Later, with the help of Crow Seven, she stopped caring about the vegetable garden in the spiritual space. The vegetables that she didn't interfere with and grew in the spiritual space tasted better.

Of course, it is not ruled out that it is because she has one less thing to do and is in a better mood, so she thinks the food tastes better.

The next day, Xu Qingzhi signed a contract with Jiang Zhanxian.

In the afternoon, send the seeds out together with the vegetables.

The Qingming Festival is approaching, and it has been drizzling for days.

The mountains are shrouded in mist. The construction team is still in the fencing stage for the villa area, and the road construction has also started so as not to affect people's lives.

Landscape gardens usually buy finished trees for planting, but because they are not as eager for success as developers who build houses, Xu Qingzhi asked the designer to buy saplings and plant them on the mountain first. The saplings have strong growth ability and can better absorb spiritual energy and purify the environment.

Except for the places where houses are to be built, trees and flowers are planted in advance.

Everything went according to plan.

On the day of Qingming Festival, the Xu family went to visit the graves.

Grandpa hadn't gone fishing these days, and was worried that grandma might not have enough money to spend, so he folded a lot of gold ingots for her in advance.

So many gold ingots, a whole basket, were all burned for grandma.

After returning from tomb-sweeping, the rainy days had finally cleared up, so Xu Qingzhi moved the recliner out and lay under the persimmon tree.

She fell asleep while lying there and had a dream.

It's more of a memory than a dream.

The old lady had a high fever and was lying in bed, breathing out more than breathing in.

Second uncle came to give her acupuncture.

Everyone is saying that grandma can’t make it.

Some people complained that the house was not warm enough and the lack of ventilation caused the old lady to catch a cold.

Some people said openly or secretly that the old lady was not taken good care of, but they completely forgot that according to the number of days each family had to take care of her, the old lady should be lying in her uncle's house now.

Others said: Why not just stop treating the patient and let him go, it will be painful for him to live.

Grandpa had secretly bought rat poison once before, but grandma didn't take it in the end because she was afraid that the villagers would find out and point fingers at the younger generations in the family.

I also secretly consulted with my second uncle and decided to just give grandma an injection and let her go.

This is not difficult for a doctor, but doctors are always kind-hearted. Moreover, it is his own mother, so there is no way he could really do this to her.

It was my uncle's family who spoke first.

Grandpa just stood nearby, listening quietly.

Xu Qingzhi was also listening.

Someone said I need treatment, so I have to get treatment no matter what.

Some people also say that it is incurable, as the disease doesn’t last long anyway and it can’t be cured even if you spend money.

The old lady lying on the bed, who everyone thought was asleep, suddenly screamed.

"Why are you arguing? What's there to argue about? I'm going to die soon. I won't delay you for a few days."

Everyone fell silent.

Just a few days ago, when the second uncle came to clean the wound for grandma, Xu Qingzhi heard what grandma said to the second uncle.

"Second son, I don't want to die."

She doesn't want to die.

People seem to be like this: the closer they get to death, the more afraid they become of death.

Xu Qingzhi’s dreams were very strange. Sometimes they seemed logical, but sometimes they were illogical.

The next moment, Xu Qingzhi dreamed that her grandma still looked the same as in her childhood memory, with a round face and short hair pinned behind her ears with a black plastic hairpin.

She held a basket of gold ingots and said with a smile that she had made a fortune.

Xu Qingzhi smiled, and woke up while smiling.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the persimmon tree full of tender green buds, carrying a strong scent of spring.

She reached out and wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes.

The spring of the new year has arrived.