At the very edge is the Youth League Home, where she and Li Chunxia live now; next to it is Shi Yan's house; followed by Fu Yanci, Xu Jinan, Tan Jin, Fang Juexia, Yu Guiwan, and Zhong Tingyue.
…
backyard.
She finished eating a quail in anger, and when she came to her senses, she pouted.
Depend on!
So angry.
Can't taste anything?
It’s all Shi Yan’s fault.
She was withdrawn, thought for a moment, squatted down, drew circles on the ground, and muttered to herself: "Humph, I'm drawing a circle to curse you!"
Draw twenty.
She finally calmed down.
He stood up, clapped his hands, and finally remembered the important matter.
right.
Plant honeysuckle.
Sprinkle the processed honeysuckle seeds on the soil surface, cover with a thin layer of soil, and cover the honeysuckle seeds.
Honeysuckle is easy to grow.
Therefore, just water it regularly in the later stage and don't let it get too dry.
Plant well.
Concentrate, the progress bar flashes: 0/60 days.
It can produce three crops, from May to October, a total of 150 days.
Plant well.
Song Beibei went back to wash his hands and went back to his room for a nap.
afternoon.
After work, she did not go back directly to the Youth League Home, but went to her neighbor's house next door.
Li Zhenhua is a bricklayer.
He is the best stove builder in Yinjing Brigade. If she wants to build a stove of her own, of course she will ask him.
When Chen Fengying saw that it was her, she said enthusiastically, "Xiao Song, come in quickly."
Song Beibei called out obediently, "Auntie."
"What's up?"
Hearing this, she immediately got straight to the point: "Aunt, I'm planning to build a stove. Is Uncle Zhenhua free?"
"Of course I'm free." Chen Fengying agreed without hesitation: "When will it be built?"
"The sooner the better."
Chen Fengying pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's do it tomorrow. I'll tell the team leader that he won't be working tomorrow and will help you build the stove. It will be done in half a day."
Song Beibei was flattered.
"Thank you, auntie."
"Don't be polite, I'm just trying to make money~" Chen Fengying waved her hand, and suddenly, seemingly casually, "Oh, by the way, my mistress is learning a craft from his dad. He'll go over tomorrow to take a look and lend a hand. Xiao Song, do you mind?"
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