A small plot of land in a mountain village

Chapter 100 The Mutant Cherry

"Brother, I want to eat cherries, I want to eat cherries." Zhang Niu didn't need to guess; it was his little sister running up to him.

Several days have passed since I returned. I heard from Chairman Zhang that the county police chief and the others have been arrested. They pulled up the radish and brought out the soil, and caught a lot of private tomb raiders.

In the past few days, many cherries in the front yard have ripened one after another. After school in the afternoon, many little kids would run up to the yard, saying they were looking for wild boar piglets, but actually they were there for the cherries.

Many families in the village grow cherries along the stream, but none of them ripen as early as Zhangniu's. Clusters of bright red cherries hanging under the green leaves are like strings of pearls, catching the eye.

The little one often perches on a tree branch, and when he sees a cluster of cherries turn red, he devours one of them.

Just after school let out this afternoon, my little sister and Wenwen ran hand in hand to Happy Little House.

She gently rubbed his cute little nose. "You're the biggest glutton. Look how quiet and gentle Wenwen is."

Upon hearing this, the younger sister stomped her feet a few times in dissatisfaction.

"Brother, what is this?" The little sister, who was playing bored in front of the door, saw the thug lying in the corner. This guy had shrunk a bit after staying in the space for more than half a year.

"Brother Niu, is this a crocodile? This dark-colored thing in front of me looks like the crocodiles they talk about on TV."

This thug now likes to sunbathe in the yard during the day, and besides that, he also particularly enjoys teasing those who are digging for gold in the dirt. Although he has shrunk considerably, the thug's strength is still as good as ever.

At first, Xiao Hei thought something had run into the house. After all, the thugs usually stayed in the space and rarely came out, so Xiao Hei didn't see them very often.

The snarling little black dog wanted to stand up for itself when it saw this guy, but who knew that the thug would slap it with its tail and make it run home whimpering. This guy was too powerful.

Zhang Niu, who had just entered the courtyard, couldn't stop laughing; it was hilarious. Without Xiao Hei to bother him, the thug closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Now, Zhang Niu is installing a wooden door in the front yard, the kind that fits together easily with both hands. The yard is currently teeming with animals, especially the little turtle, which is prone to getting bitten if you're not careful. That's why we're installing a wooden door right away.

"Wenwen, you're absolutely right, but this is a baby crocodile, you know?" The thug in front of her ignored her completely. How could he call her small? She was just shrunken, wasn't she? She angrily occupied the small pond next to the tree.

"Brother, aren't crocodiles supposed to be fierce? But this guy in front of us is so lazy." He pointed at the thug hiding in the pool.

These days, Xiaomei and Wenwen aren't afraid of the animals in the yard. Before they knew it, Xiaomei had just finished speaking when she picked up a small bamboo stick and started hitting the thug.

Wenwen was even more impressive; she went straight up and secretly touched it a few times, saying, "This crocodile's scales are really thick. Niu Niu, come and touch them; they feel very comfortable."

The rioters closed their eyes and ignored it completely, prioritizing enjoying the sunshine.

Zhang Niu went straight into the house, took out a rice washing basket, and brought out a stool. He placed it on the ground, just enough to reach the ripe cherries under the tree.

The little ones on the tree occasionally help pick the ripe fruit from the very top.

I put it in the basket, picked one up and put it in my mouth. It was sweet and sour with a slight milky aroma. Hmm, I tried it a few days ago and it didn't have this aroma. How come it has this aroma in just a few days?

Could it be the fragrance emanating from the spatial water? Unable to figure it out, Zhang Niu could only console himself with this thought.

With the help of the little ones on the tree, they quickly picked half a basket of bright red cherries. After rinsing them with mountain water, they became crystal clear and looked very beautiful.

"Let's eat!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mei and Wenwen immediately abandoned the thugs in the corner.

"Wash your hands before you come," Zhang Niu hurriedly called out as he saw the young woman rushing towards him.

The younger sister was very reluctant to wash her hands.

I put the basket in the gazebo and took a picture myself. I remembered that yesterday Chairman Zhang said he wanted his little granddaughter to come and join in the fun. I wondered if his granddaughter could join my little sister.

The little girl and Wenwen, their hands still clean from washing, sat on a chair. After eating one cherry, they exclaimed, "Brother, why does this cherry smell like milk?" It's said that children have a knack for making sweet talk, and it seems that's absolutely true.

Wenwen nodded as she ate one.

My younger sister said it smells delicious, so these cherries must be mutated. But that's even better; my cherries are unique.

The two enjoyed the cherries, which had a milky aroma.

"Hey, what are you eating? It smells delicious!"

"Hey, you really know how to pick your time." It was Fatty Qian who pushed open the door and walked in, his nose catching a faint milky scent.

He chuckled. "I had nothing to do, so I came here because I heard the cherries ripen early in the mountain village." He swung his fishing rod. "I'm planning to stay for a few days and satisfy the frogs' cravings."

Upon seeing the fishing rod, Zhang Niu knew exactly what this guy was up to. He'd heard before that this guy wanted to eat frogs, and he really wasn't giving up.

He plopped down in a chair, grabbed a cherry, and started eating. "Huh? Why does this smell like milk? Was the one I sold you last time a new variety?"

Fatty Qian was a little surprised, but then he realized that his orchard didn't have this variety.

Zhang Niu shrugged. "I don't know about that. I just found out myself."

"Damn, you can grow cherries like this? Is it because this place has good feng shui? I've sold a lot of cherries and haven't had this happen before."

Zhang Niu felt a little embarrassed upon hearing this; it was probably the effect of the spatial water. He could only chuckle a few times.

"Uncle, you ate all my cherries!" the little girl complained, seeing Fatty Qian grabbing cherries and stuffing them into his mouth with both hands.

Zhang Niu inwardly scorned him, thinking, "How dare he fight with a child for food!"

"Little sister, eating too many cherries will cause cavities. Let Uncle help you get rid of them." How could such a shameless person say such a thing?

"Wenwen, let's go out to eat." She grabbed the basket and ran outside, not forgetting to make a face at the fat man as she went out.

"Look at your little sister, really. Poor Cherry." She smacked her lips, seemingly unsatisfied.

Zhang Niu was quite exasperated. This guy was really something. Why didn't he just pick them himself since they were hanging on the tree?

"I haven't had enough, I'll pick some more to bring back." He stood up, ready to pick some under the tree to try.

As soon as I got to the tree, I saw a bright red eagle-dove staring intently at me. I decided to give up and quickly backed away. With that guy around, I couldn't feel safe picking the fruit. It was better to stay away.

"Um, Zhang Niu, you can do it. I'm going out to fish for frogs." He quickly pushed open the door and went out.

Even you have your unlucky day. The treetops are always covered in bright red cherries, and sparrows and the like don't dare to come down and peck at them.

The fat man who went out saw the two girls playing with the cat, laughing and joking non-stop.

I took out my fishing rod; catching frogs is still the best option. I looked at the cherry trees in the yard, which were taller than the wall, and then at the eagles and pigeons in the trees.

"Grandpa, where are we going?" a little girl who was fidgeting in the back seat asked with a smile.

Chairman Zhang, who was driving in front, chuckled and said, "That's a good place. Look, I only brought you here. Grandpa, okay?"

"Grandpa is the best." He lowered his head and continued to play with the small toy in his hand.

Chairman Zhang rushed home, bringing his granddaughter Tian Tian, ​​and prepared to stay at Ah Niu's Happy Little Abode for a few days.

The cherry tree in front of the door is well-watered, and it's laden with fruit, bending the branches low. This shows how plentiful the fruit is.

King Kong can get out of bed now, but he stays at home very obediently. He still limps a little when he walks, but he'll probably get better with time.

"Uncle, can you catch this frog?"

After casting the line a few times without catching a frog, the little girl, holding her cat, stood by the pond, watching Fatty Qian's efforts go to waste.

This was Fatty Qian's first time catching frogs, but he still had to pretend to be very good at it in front of the kids. "I'm just going to do some exercise first, so I can catch them later."

After hearing this, the little girl made a face and said, "Shame on you, Uncle doesn't know how to catch frogs."

The crisp laughter carried far.

This really made Qian Pang both laugh and cry. "Then you must be very good at fishing. Why don't you catch a frog and let me see? You talk a big game."

"Will Uncle get a reward?"

Wow, she's even learned to bargain now. But Fatty Qian didn't believe that a child of only a few years old could catch frogs. He patted his chest and said, "If you can catch one, I'll buy you a big toy next time I come. How about that?"

"Uncle, is it true?" The little girl's eyes lit up when the topic of toys came up.

"Of course, Uncle is an adult, he doesn't lie."

"Let's pinky swear," she said, extending her little finger.

Let them do it.

Extend your little finger and say, "Pinky promise, it's been a hundred years, the only thing that changes is the puppy."

Zhang Niu had just come out with his basket when he saw the two men making a bet, and he was afraid that this guy was going to lose.

First update! It's not easy for a new author to write 100 chapters, so I hope you'll give me some tips!