After a day of moving bitter bamboo shoots...
Mu Yunxi went to the back mountain to dig bamboo shoots for two or three days.
The bamboo shoots are relatively thick, and if they are a little bigger, one can be eaten for several meals.
Peel and cut all the bamboo shoots you dug into pieces, and roast them into dried bamboo shoots.
In just three days, several baskets of dried bamboo shoots were roasted.
The stock of dried bamboo shoots was almost complete, so Mu Yunxi continued to pick wild vegetables for a few days.
Wait until the aunts in the village start to cultivate their own private plots.
Only then did Mu Yunxi start to clean up the vegetable garden that she and Sheng Zhiyi had.
The aunties in the village had already grown seedlings, and she spent a few cents to exchange some seedlings of various vegetables.
In just half a day, she had planted both vegetable plots.
Chinese cabbage...lettuce...spinach...leeks...water spinach...tomatoes...peppers...eggplant...
She would exchange any vegetable seedlings grown by the aunties in the village for some.
There are too many varieties, and it looks a bit messy when planted in the vegetable garden.
However, in order to have more abundant dishes to eat in the future, it is acceptable if the vegetable garden looks a little messy.
In order to increase the survival rate of these seedlings, Mu Yunxi added a few drops of spiritual spring water into the bucket when watering them.
This will not only allow the seedlings to survive better, but also reduce the risk of diseases and pests on these vegetables.
The day after Mu Yunxi finished working in the vegetable garden...
Suddenly, it started to drizzle!
It is said that spring rain is as precious as oil!
The fine raindrops, like thousands of silver threads, slowly fall from the lead-gray sky, nourishing all things in the world.
The mountains in the distance are gently caressed by the spring rain, as if covered with a layer of hazy green gauze, making the already emerald green forests even more moist and fresh.
The misty rain gradually blurred the outline of the mountain...
The green color of the mountains blends with the rain, just like a painter using layer upon layer of light ink to paint a dreamlike and distant artistic conception.
Mu Yunxi nestled in the recliner, gazing at the village and the distance...
The scene before me...
It is a natural ink painting.
The well-arranged villages, moistened by the rain, exude a deep ink-like charm.
The walls are like blank spaces, contrasting with the surrounding greenery and rain, forming rustic elements in the natural painting.
The raindrops slowly drip down the eaves, just like in an ink painting...A few drops of ink that are accidentally sprinkled add a sense of agility.
Occasionally, villagers holding umbrellas walk by, which makes the whole picture full of life.
Mu Yunxi looked at the scene in the spring rain, and her heart was filled with peace and tranquility.
Yanshan Village in the spring rain uses the sky and earth as paper and the spring rain as ink, and uses the most delicate brushstrokes to paint out the vitality.
It creates a beautiful picture that is quiet, elegant and full of charm.
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The spring rain lasted for several days before stopping.
The vegetables in the private plots, the weeds on the roadside, and the bamboo shoots and wild vegetables in the back mountain all grew wildly.
In the days ahead, everyone will be even busier!
Some members are busy building a school...
Some members were busy repairing ditches... weeding the fields... cultivating rice seedlings...
Another part of the members were busy plowing, harrowing, and tidying up the paddy fields. Once the rice seedlings were grown, they started planting rice seedlings.
The elderly, the weak, women and children in the village were also busy.
After the spring rain, mushrooms in the mountains began to emerge.
Poking its head out from the soft soil.
Wang Fang has lived in Yanshan Village for several years and obviously has rich life experience.
After the weather cleared up, he quickly found Mu Yunxi and invited her to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms.
When Mu Yunxi heard about going to the mountains to pick mushrooms...
Suddenly, I remembered the embarrassing incident of getting poisoned by mushrooms last year!
My face feels hot...
He lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds.
She quickly agreed to Wang Fang.
after all......
The process of picking mushrooms in the mountains is really joyful!
It's really hard not to be moved by her!
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