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date="2021-09-25"

title="Chapter 29"

weight="136835"

series = ["Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate"]

mode = "manual"

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"Host, you should go planting winter melons." The weather today is exceptionally good. Seeing Xia Yi still slumped in the yard licking melon seeds, 179 was a little anxious.

"I don't want to move." Xia Yi spit out the skin of melon seeds into the small dish.

He doesn't want to leave this world now. To be precise, didn't want to leave Gu Wenzhu, so didn't get much interest in the task.

Anyway, the original world's parents have passed away, and there is not much contact between him and his relatives. The brothers in the dormitory in the past also have their own happy homes. What does it matter if they can't go back?

"What's more, although there is no mobile computer in this world, there is you, 179." Xia Yi affirmed the value of 179 for the first time. 179 would be very happy if he heard this sentence, but now he really can't be happy.

"No matter when you start, the important thing is not to stop after you start."

"When you stop trying, you fail."

"If there is no sowing, how can we reap; where there is no hard work, how can we succeed; where there is no tribulation, where can there be glory; where there is no setbacks, where can there be brilliance."

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179 began to read the chicken soup that didn't know where to find.

Seeing that Xia Yi continued to eat melon seeds, even holding a plate of dried fruits in his arms, 179 began to play music in his mind again.

"There are too many lost paths ahead. Only by persisting can you be free and easy, you can walk away from the dark and be happy and happy..."

Xia was unmoved, and even started to beat the rhythm gently.

"I shouldn't have agreed with this marriage." 179 looked at him in such a dead state, and began to feel heartbroken, "Beauty Township, Hero Tomb. It should have been thought that a little fairy like Gu Wenzhu could not be blocked by a brother. live."

"Host, you have to think about you for the future. The technical system went to study abroad. I think this bug will not get better for a while. What if you go to the immortal world again? You don't need to do a few more tasks to lay the ground for yourself. Is it a great way?" 179 Continue to work hard, understand it with reason and move with affection.

Yes, doing a task is still good in the world of cultivating immortals. For example, if I complete the task of finding clues to the master, I can just plant potatoes here. If I really look for clues over there, I can find a fart.

Xia Yi slowly stopped eating melon seeds, and thought to himself, "This group of spicy chicken systems are unreliable, and I can only rely on myself when I get there. You can still do more tasks as you can, and be prepared."

"Okay, plant winter melon, listen to me." Xia Yi thought of this, patted off the melon seeds and stood up.

Now Xia Yi can be regarded as an expert farmer, and it took only one day to bury all the winter melon seeds.

179 finally let go of his heart, no longer worry about it.

Two months passed in a flash, and the winter melon also emerged and began to climb vines.

Xia Yi originally had a dim sum. I was afraid that people would find out that he had grown winter melon in this season. Unexpectedly, Zheng Gou'er squatted on the ground with a bowl this morning and said to Xia Yi, "Your carrots are so good. "

It seems that 179 is still a bit capable in this aspect of being fooled.

Gu Wenzhu was not at home today, and left in the middle of the night with Li Zhu and the others to go up the mountain to hunt wild boars, saying that they were picking some wild boars there and preparing an extra dish for the wedding banquet.

Since that marriage proposal, he has been busy preparing for the wedding.

Together, the two whitewashed the walls and courtyard walls, each door was painted, and even the Qilin slept in the newly sewed doghouse by Gu Wen.

Gu Wenzhu never went to the ground anymore, bought a few good woods and piled them in the yard. Every day, he dinged the local furniture and made new beds, just like an industrious carpenter.

Seeing Gu Wen soaking in the pile of wood all day long and making gestures, Xia couldn't help but persuade: "Just find a carpenter, it's too much trouble for you to do it yourself."

"No, I want to make our wedding bed by myself." Gu Wen lifted a piece of wood in front of him, squinting at the past, "Besides, I have practiced well, and I will make a small bed for my child in the future."

child? Ha ha.

Suddenly realizing that he had missed his mouth, he quickly remedyed the indifferent Xia Yi, "I'm talking about a puppy born to a unicorn."

Which puppy is in the bed? The unicorn lies in the doghouse. Besides, how do you give him a male dog?

Qilin, who was gnawing at his bones, raised his head blankly when he heard his name.

Forget it, he loves to make his own furniture, and he doesn't press himself with too much skill. He is already a tailor anyway, and it doesn't matter if he has more carpentry skills.

Since Gu Wenzhu was not at home to go hunting in the mountains, Xia Yi ate something casually, heated up a large bowl of leftover rice, and took the Qilin for a walk after a few strokes.

The unicorn has now grown into a majestic big dog with shiny black fur and a bell hanging from his neck. It makes it look very different among all the local dogs in the village. The little bitches of Dahua and Xiaobai in the village are jealous and fight for her every day.

Walking slowly along the village road to the river, saw the group of daughter-in-laws and brothers washing clothes from a distance.

"I said there is so much laundry, they just take root here every day?" Xia Yi sees this group of people feel a little bit frustrated, every time they pass in front of them, they will doubt that they are not talking about themselves. I was laughing at myself.

"They are talking about Gu Wenzhu." 179 said.

"How many times have I said it to you, don't listen to it, don't listen to it, they can't believe what they say, it is gathering crowds to spread rumors, listening to these will reduce IQ." Xia Yi frowned and sighed 179, "What did you say to brother?"

"It is said that Gu Wen helps you embroider the dowry at home every day, and he is blind. The last time you went to the Lao Zhangtou grocery store to buy all the candles, it was because he couldn't see it. He also said that he wears it on his fingers anytime. Thimble, I went to the field for a while and embroidered flowers—"

"Is that a ring? Where is the thimble." Xia Yi was unhappy.

"Yes, they have broken mouths. They love talking behind their backs and don't look at themselves. Once aunt Li and her man came back from the county, and the lady from Zheng Gouer's family was in an old carriage with Zhang's head. . How could you say that it was so coincidental? I went to the county all day, and even got in the old Zhangtou car?” 179 lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, “One more time, that brother of the Chen family.. ...."

Xia Yi: ...

After walking and returning home, Xia Yi is going to cook dinner. Gu Wen must be very hard hunting in the mountains, and then sit in a pot of hot water and wait for him to take a bath.

"Leaving Qilin, Dad is going back to make dinner for your mother."

Although Qilin still wanted to play and groaned a few times reluctantly, he still followed back home very obediently.

Just after washing the rice and cutting the vegetables, I heard movement from the courtyard gate and someone came in. Xia Yi stood in the kitchen and greeted happily, "Brother Zhu is back?"

Gu Wen didn't respond, and the courtyard was silent.

Xia Yi raised her volume and called again, "Brother Zhu, are you back?"

Still no one answered, and then heard the menacing purr of Qilin.

A stranger came into the yard? Xia Yi put the vegetable leaves on her hand into the basin and went out.

As soon as left the house, saw a thin, long-haired middle-aged man standing in the yard. He was embroidered with golden dark patterns on his Tsing Yi gown, and he was holding a wooden staff in his hand.

Behind him stood a handsome young man with a handsome face, who also wore the same gown, with a tall figure and an aloof look.

There was a bright red mole on his forehead, which was as dazzling as Bao Zheng's crescent moon.

This familiar uniform and the oncoming cultivating temperament made Xia Yi recognize their origins at a glance.

Wear them as soon as you wear them?

Seeing that the Qilin had already lowered his front body, revealing two rows of fangs, and his hind legs were about to pounce on, Xia Yi hurriedly shouted, "Don't bite the Qilin, you are my own."

When Qilin heard it, he paused and stopped the motion of jumping up, but still staring at the man fiercely with his teeth.

Xia Yi took a few steps forward and patted its head, "Son, it's okay, go play by yourself." Then it reluctantly walked into its den and lay down, still watching the other side vigilantly.

The elder one, facing the evil appearance and evil of the unicorn, didn't think he was disgusted, but he was full of eyes and praised, "Sure enough, it is a divine beast, and its reputation is well-deserved."

Xia Yi knows that Qishan faction and dog slaves.

The young man Qingjun didn't take it seriously. He only looked around the small farmyard, looked at the dustpan and basket hanging on the wall, and the several hoes arranged in the corner, and his eyes faintly revealed a bit of disgust.

After speaking, the man took the stick in his hand, dusted the sleeves that did not contain a trace of dust, and turned to Xia Yi said: "Xia Xiaoyou is lucky enough to meet. I am Meng Wanzi, the elder of the Tianxuan under the Qishan school. I am also from Tianji and Tianquan. Brother." Seeing Xia Yi's face blank, he added, "Tianji Liu Siqian, Tianquan Chengming."

Turning sideways slightly again, revealing the young man next to him, "This is my big disciple, Qi Zhou."

Qi Zhou first nodded slightly towards Xia Yi, then raised his hand to salute, his posture was quite elegant.

"Oh, lucky to meet." Xia Yi also replied.

It seems that both the master and the apprentice passed through.

Now that Meng Wanzi mentioned Cheng Ming, Xia Yi asked with concern: "Then Cheng Ming went back? Isn't there anything unusual about him?"

I am still a little worried that the more he wears his brain, the more problems he will have, and the illness will get worse, and everyone will call Xianzun in the future.

"There is nothing unusual about him." Meng Wanzi smiled slightly. "Xia Xiaoyou is interested."

"That's good." Maybe because the auras of the two worlds are different, it's normal for him to wear it back.

"Even if you see someone serving a bowl of soup, you will get angry, and I don't know why."