Da Si Nong: I really don’t want to farm

Chapter 5 Spiritual Rain

"rhubarb!"

Xu Yue had just planted the ginseng seeds, which had probably not yet sprouted, but were destroyed by a dog.

He was speechless.

"It's mud, you stupid dog!"

Xu Yue grabbed Da Huang's neck and threw him out of the room.

When do dogs eat mud?

and many more!

This is no ordinary mud!

Can this dog see that this soil is extraordinary?
Even the old farmers like grandpa didn’t notice it.

At most, it feels more fertile.

Or perhaps rhubarb can be smelled.

The dog's nose is very famous.

The smell of this spiritual soil is indeed different from that of other soils, and it has a bit of fragrance.

Da Huang was not surprised when he smelled it.

But why should we eat?
If we eat the spiritual soil, what about the spiritual rain water?

Huh?
Xu Yue had an idea, and then subconsciously looked around. His parents and grandfather were not at home, so he went to get a bowl.

A small dark cloud formed over the bowl and drops of rain fell.

Collect half a bowl of water and the little dark cloud will dissipate.

Xu Yue is now very proficient in the art of spiritual rain.

When I first started practicing, I couldn’t control the range and amount of rain, I would get soaked like a drowned rat.

Now you can have the size you want.

Of course, if it is larger than the range, then it won’t work.

However, the range of Xu Yue Lingyu irrigation has now expanded from a dozen peach trees to more than twenty.

It looks like half an acre of land.

As his cultivation level increases, it will naturally expand gradually.

Xu Yue picked up the bowl and smelled it. There was still a fragrance, but the smell of earth was gone.

Ok?
Xu Yue picked up the water and took a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Wang Wang!"

Da Huang came in again at some point and stared at the bowl in Xu Yue's hand.

To be precise, it's the water in the bowl.

The look seemed to be begging.

It wants to drink.

Damn it!
Could this dog be a spirit?

Or is it an instinctive desire for this spiritual rain?

How old is Dahuang?
If Xu Yue remembers correctly, he seemed to have it when he was in junior high school!
More than ten years, that's definitely an old dog.

The hair is stiff.

People become spirits when they get old, and dogs also become spirits when they get old?

"Okay, here you go!"

Xu Yue wanted to hand the bowl over, but then he came to his senses, smiled silently, and then left the room and poured the remaining water into the dog's bowl.

The dog bowl is hewn from stone and is durable.

At this time, the bowl was clean, not because it was washed, but because Dahuang licked it clean himself.

Because Xu Yue came back these days, the food was much better than before, and Dahuang naturally benefited from Xu Yue's help.

As soon as the water entered the bowl, rhubarb jumped on it instantly.

Spiritual Rain Technique?
Xu Yue seemed to be thinking about something, then he went to the kitchen to look at the water tank, and then ran to the roof to look at the water tower.

The water tower was built by myself in recent years.

Use a water pump to draw up the groundwater, and then install water pipes in your home, just like tap water.

Change?

Change!
Spiritual rain water is good for the body, so why should we be stingy about using it on our family?
Who says that the Spirit Rain Technique can only be used on fruit trees and vegetables?

"Huh? Why does the food taste even better today?" Xu Jiangming looked at his wife and said, "How did your cooking skills improve so dramatically?"

Xu Chengyang nodded.

The food does taste better today.

"Eat yours!"

Li Xiurong said unhappily that she was actually also confused.

My cooking skills are so good?

Xu Jiangming smiled.

"Mom's cooking skills are already very good." Xu Yue complimented.

"My son is the one who knows how to talk." Li Xiurong said with a smile.

What rapid progress?
Does that mean what I cooked before wasn't delicious? "By the way, I'm going to take a walk in the mountains this afternoon," Xu Yue said.

Mountain village?

That is certainly not the mountain behind the mountain.

"Why go to the mountains?" Xu Jiangming asked, "Not many people go into the mountains nowadays."

Why do you go into the mountains less often?
Conditions improved, but there were fewer prey to hunt.
Pheasants and wild boars have become protected animals, so what else can we hunt?
Rabbit?
When looking for mushrooms or something, people usually don't go deep.

As for wild ginseng, I haven't heard of it for many years. I guess it has been harvested out.

"If you have nothing to do, go for a walk in the mountains!" said Xu Yue.

"Then be careful," Xu Chengyang said, "don't go too deep."

Xu Yue had gone into the mountains with them many times before and was very familiar with the mountains.

As long as you don't go too deep there won't be any danger.

What's more, even if Xu Yue gave up his kung fu, his foundation was still there.

He is no longer a child.

"No." Xu Yue said, "I plan to go see Uncle San in two days. Are you guys coming?"

When talking about going into the mountains, Xu Yue thought of his third uncle.

Grandpa Xu Yue has two sons and one daughter, Xu Jiangming is the eldest.

Second aunt Xu Jianglin married and moved to the county town. She lives a good life and comes back to see her grandfather every Spring Festival.

Third uncle Xu Jianghe was the son of Xu Chengyang in his old age, only seven or eight years older than Xu Yue.

Xu Yue was the closest to him and often followed him around when they were little.

I went into the mountains with him most of the time.

At that time, pheasants, wild boars and other animals were all huntable.

Every time I go into the mountains, I come back with a full load.

"You might as well go and see him!" Xu Chengyang said, "We won't go. The last time I saw him, he said his sentence had been reduced again, and he'd probably be out by the end of the year."

"Is it?"

Xu Yue was a little surprised and happy.

Nine years ago, when Xu Yue was still in his second year of high school, Xu Jianghe got into a fight with a dozen thugs while saving someone.

Xu Jianghe has been practicing martial arts with his grandfather since he was a child and is very good at fighting.

It's just that I haven't practiced my skills well enough, so I can't stop.

As a result, several people died and many were seriously injured.

The dead gangster had some connections in his family and wanted to kill Xu Jianghe.

However, the girl that Xu Jianghe rescued was also quite responsible, and her family had considerable connections.

After a confrontation, he was sentenced to twelve years in prison for excessive self-defense resulting in death.

From then on, Xu Jiangming refused to allow Xu Yue to practice martial arts because he was afraid.

The old man didn't say anything and looked a little sad.

The times have changed.

Because of his third uncle's incident, Xu Yue began to doubt his martial arts training, and as the pressure of studying grew, he gave up.

When it comes to Kung Fu, if you don’t advance, you will regress.

However, if it were an ordinary person, Xu Yue would have no problem beating three or five people now.

His acquaintance with Zhang Ruoxi actually originated from a hero saving a beauty.

He hasn't mastered his kung fu yet.

Xu Jianghe hadn't practiced enough, so he couldn't stop, and because he hadn't practiced enough, he couldn't kill people.

Of course, the people he met were not as ruthless as the ones Jianghe met.

Therefore, he did not follow Xu Jianghe's footsteps.

I really didn't dare mention this to my family.

Xu Yue would go to see Xu Jianghe every time he came back.

How would I describe Xu Jianghe's life in there? It should be pretty good.

A prison bully-level figure.

The last time I went to see him, he was still laughing and saying that his kung fu had improved by leaps and bounds. If he was beaten up by that gang again, he could inflict hidden injuries on them silently, so that they wouldn't even know how they died.

Xu Yue just smiled at this.

Nowadays, what good does it matter how high your kung fu skills are?

Perhaps it was Xu Yue's limited perspective. He couldn't see how his uncle would make money with his kung fu skills after he came out. How would he support himself?

Boxing?

Be a bodyguard?
Or is it a crime?
After dinner, Xu Yue carried a backpack and a hatchet and went into the mountains.

He hadn't been into the mountains for a long time and was a little excited.

Dahuang followed him stubbornly, and Xu Yue didn't chase him away.

It used to be a hunting dog, but it is old now.

(End of this chapter)