Pastoral Relaxing Daughter-in-law Farmer
Chapter 52 Harvesting the Mind
After washing in the front room, I drank a cup of well water and took a scythe to harvest the wheat. His space was ripe and only he worked alone. It would be great if I could harvest it with my mind, and it would be easier to store it directly in the warehouse!
Just as he was about to empty his hands, the straw he was holding disappeared, he saw the ripe wheat that disappeared in front of him, then to another field where the potatoes were planted, he saw the ripe wheat that disappeared in front of him, and there's only black soil left, then on the other side of the sweet potato field.
What had just happened, it seemed like he was the one who thought of the harvest of ideas, and all of this happened. Could it...
Yang Lan'er rushed to the warehouse, and saw there were dozens of sacks in the warehouse, which were placed in three places. Go in and check again, this is a whole-grain potato with sweet potatoes. It was harvested from his field.
He did not know where the sack came from, but he knew there were many things in the room that could not be explained, so he did not need to feel surprised by what happened.
It seemed like there were still many things he had yet to understand in space, waiting for him to be explored and discovered.
Sitting in front of the mirror, she simply brushed her hair into a female bun, and she did not know how to do complicated things.
Flashing out of the room, I noticed that the compartment was about the same as when I first entered it. When I entered the kitchen, I saw no one there, so I immediately took out some yams from the room and added them to the previous room. He did not dare to add too much, he would add a few whenever he had the chance.
Sitting at the table and eating breakfast, his mind entered the room, now he knew that after the room was upgraded, he could use his mind, but he did not know it.
The mind enters space and uses the mind to turn wheat into flour, it is quite possible for him to experiment. This was also what he thought while in the kitchen, yesterday they collected a lot of honey, which can be used to make cakes and snacks for small children.
After twisting ten catties of flour, he felt dizzy and dizzy. The mind quickly exits the space, perhaps due to overuse. Rubbing her temples, she poops and finishes her breakfast.
Right now, Tan Anjun entered and saw his little wife was already full, and the corner of his mouth was slightly bent, indicating that his mood was being very good. How could I have been in such a bad mood last night when I hugged my wife again after so many years!
"You catch a cold and your throat itches?" Yang Lan'er was about to clean the dishes.
Looking at the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, oh. "Master, have you had breakfast? Do you want me to bring it to you? "It should be because he only cares about eating alone and doesn't greet her.
“Uhuk uhuk... I'm done eating, miss, do you still want to show up today?” Tan Anjun coughed to hide his inner turmoil.
"Oh, I'm not leaving today. I'll take the day off. I just finished processing the medicinal ingredients I dug up yesterday." "Oh."
Tan Anjun nodded, his little wife wants more rest. In order not to run out of energy.
"Go and be busy if there is anything to do. I have prepared the medicinal ingredients today, and I will accompany the babies. "After speaking, Yang Lan'er brought the bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen.
When he came out and saw Tan Anjun had not left yet, he asked, "Master, what do you want to say to me?"
Fortunately Mr. Cheap did not know what was in his heart, or did he have the desire to strangle him to death, was he ashamed to describe him as a tough guy?
She just didn't want to leave him, and wanted to stay with him the whole time, "Miss, what do you want to do, my husband can help you.
" father and brother." He said nonchalantly, he has no hard work, why should he be here, and he is here, he said, how can he take out flour to help the little ones make cakes later.
