At first, Xu Han would carry Ze'er to play with the dog, but later she found that the dog's body was covered in bald patches from Ze'er's pulling, so she stopped letting him play with the dog.
I don't know how a four-month-old baby could have such a strong grip. The key is that the puppies didn't dare to make a sound even when they were being pinched, and they just endured it.
"If you keep doing this, I won't be able to hold you anymore." Xu Han tried her best to control Ze'er, who kept stretching forward.
But Ze'er seemed not to hear Xu Han's words and continued to reach for the dog.
Helpless, Xu Han could only let the dog go outside. As soon as Ze'er saw the dog leave, she immediately burst into tears.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying so early in the morning?" the Taoist priest asked.
"He insisted on going to find the dog. Look at Peanut, he's pulled so much that there's not a single good spot on his body."
"I just let Peanut go out, and he started crying loudly." Xu Han said helplessly.
"You deserve a beating. You're so young and already have such a weird temper." Lu Chuan patted Ze'er's bottom lightly.
Seeing Lu Chuan approach, Xu Han immediately handed Ze'er to him, saying, "Go find your father, you little devil."
Lu Chuan found Xu Han's behavior amusing, but still held Ze'er tightly to prevent him from falling.
After the family had a lively breakfast, they all went about their own business.
Although the orchard is very close to her home, Xu Han hasn't been there for a long time.
When I came this time, I clearly noticed that all the fruit blossoms had fallen, and new leaves had sprouted on the branches.
Xu Han first took a walk around the orchard and found that only one fruit tree had died, while the others were all alive and well.
"Haha, that's great! Almost all of them survived. Only one of these fruit trees died. The survival rate is quite high," Xu Han said to Grandpa Zhao with a smile.
"Yes, we'll have fruit to eat next year. This year's abundant rainfall, coupled with the continuous watering recently, has ensured that almost all of these fruit trees have survived. That's wonderful."
Grandpa Zhao wandered around under this tree and then looked at the fruit trees over there. He was absolutely fascinated by these fruit trees, as if he could already see them with their branches laden with fruit.
"The weeds in this orchard grow so fast, it's impossible to get rid of them all," Xu Han complained as she hoeed the weeds.
"It's alright, don't rush. It's not a big place. The two of us will finish hoeing in no time."
"Mother, I weeded too." Mu'er held up the weeds she had just pulled up for Xu Han to see.
"Mu'er is great, be careful not to cut your hand," Xu Han reminded her.
“Okay, I’ll help Mother pull weeds too.” With that, she bent down and started pulling weeds again.
Ze'er, on the other hand, was playing by herself in her little car, not crying or fussing, and was very well-behaved.
After two more days of hard work, the group finally cleared the weeds from the field and the new compost pile was ready and fermenting.
When everyone woke up that morning, a light drizzle began to fall again, and the temperature dropped a bit as a result.
"Honey, it's a bit chilly this afternoon, wear more layers so you don't catch a cold," Lu Chuan reminded her.
"Okay, I'm dressed quite warmly, I don't feel cold."
Then Xu Han continued, "This rain came without warning. It was sunny yesterday morning, and it started raining as soon as I woke up."
"Isn't that how the weather is in the mountains? The rain comes quickly and goes quickly; it might stop in a little while," Lu Chuan explained.
"Have you put everything in the yard away so it doesn't get wet?"
"I put it away. I got up to pack things up when the wind picked up in the middle of the night."
"Was it windy in the middle of the night? I didn't know that." Xu Han asked, looking completely bewildered.
"Haha, I saw you were sleeping soundly so I didn't wake you."
The two left the room one after the other. Grandpa Zhao and the Taoist priest also got up and were making breakfast in the kitchen.
"You're up? It's raining today and there's no work to do, why don't you sleep a little longer?" the Taoist priest asked Xu Han.
"I've gotten used to waking up early every day these past few days, and I can't fall back asleep when it's time. So I get up."
As Xu Han spoke, she took out a few sweet potatoes from her spatial storage, casually tossed them into the stove beside her, and buried them again.
"Roast a few more sweet potatoes; they're the best food to eat in this weather," Grandpa Zhao said.
"Hey, I'll get a few more to grill. Mu'er can eat them later too."
"The composting is all done now. What's the next step?" The Taoist priest asked, sitting on a small chair and tapping the ground casually.
"Now only rice, corn, and soybeans haven't been planted yet. Apart from the rice fields, there's no other wasteland left. The most important thing now is to clear the land so we can plant corn and soybeans," Xu Han said.
“Soybeans and corn aren’t too picky about the soil and are easy to grow. Let’s start clearing the land after the rain stops,” Grandpa Zhao said.
“Okay, we can clear the land and plant crops at the same time. That way, they won’t all ripen at the same time, and we won’t be too busy when it’s time to harvest,” Lu Chuan suggested.
"Great, great, let's do it that way. But what are we going to do today? We can't clear land in the rain, can we?"
"Haha, Daoist Master, you're getting impatient if you don't work for a day. Let's all take a good rest today since it's raining, and get back to work after the rain stops," Xu Han said with a smile.
"Yes, we've been working so hard for so many days, we definitely need to rest. It's perfect that everyone's here today, we can even play some mahjong," Grandpa Zhao said with a smile.
"Sure! It's been a long time since I've played mahjong, I really miss it. Let's eat quickly, and then we'll start playing mahjong. We need to relax properly today," Xu Han urged.
And so, everyone spent the day eating, drinking, and having fun. The four adults played mahjong together, Mu'er played with her toys, and Ze'er played by herself on the mat.
When he occasionally cried, Xu Han would go over and hug him.
Perhaps because everyone has been quite busy lately, we haven't been able to hold Ze'er every day like before. After a while, Ze'er has gotten used to playing by himself.
"The rain has stopped," Lu Chuan said, glancing outside the door.
"Finally, it's over. I feel like playing mahjong all day is more tiring than doing a day's work. My back aches from sitting all day," Xu Han said, rubbing her lower back.
"I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but it turns out everyone feels the same. Working is still more comfortable," the Taoist priest said.
"Time always seems to fly by when I'm working. Before I know it, it's dark. I've been sitting here all day and I've lost track of time. I'm so drowsy, I just don't feel like it's even dark yet," Lu Chuan said with a chuckle.
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