Chapter 172 - Chapter 172: Chapter 168: Martial Arts Prodigy_1 (1/2)

Chapter 172: Chapter 168: Martial Arts Prodigy_1

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Next, Yingbao planted some muskmelons and cucumbers in the vegetable garden.

In addition to these, she planted a few rose and peony magnolia saplings in the yard.

To keep the chickens from pecking at the saplings, every day after releasing the chickens from their coop, Yingbao would herd them out of the yard and scatter some grain outside for the hens to peck at.

However, it seemed like a few chickens were preparing to brood, spending all day nesting.

Upon seeing this, Chunniang quickly placed over a dozen eggs in each nest, and also placed a bowl of water and a bowl of wheat grains and millet by the nesting hens to make them comfortable for chick hatching.

Seeing this, Mrs. Tang laughed warmly and asked, “Chunniang, can I exchange some eggs for chicks after they hatch?”

“You could just take a few chicks back then, no need to exchange,” Chunniang agreed immediately.

One could raise at most a dozen or so chickens at home, any more would be a nuisance, with chicken droppings everywhere, which was quite a mess.

The reason Chunniang was letting the chickens brood was also because the sister-in-laws and the mother-in-law all wanted a few chickens.

Even the nanny from Madam Wen’s family wanted to raise a few chickens, making it easier to eat eggs in the future.

“That wouldn’t do, the chicks also come from eggs,” Mrs. Tang said, “Let’s agree on this.”

“Alright, I’ll save more than a dozen for you then.”

The two chatted for a while more before Mrs. Tang excused herself and left.

In early spring, each household had a lot of chores. It was time not only to plow and plant beans, but also to clear the fields and prepare to plant cotton.

The mushrooms also had to be removed from under the straw curtain to aerate and receive sunlight. When the weather warmed up, they could begin to divide the mushrooms for propagation.

On her rest day, Yingbao hurriedly moved all the tree saplings out of her lair.

Like chestnut tree saplings, apple tree saplings, and loquat tree saplings.

This time, she didn’t tell her parents, but went by herself to plant them in the fruit garden.

Her family’s fruit garden was very large, half of it lay fallow and the other half was her father’s permanent farmland.

The chestnut trees planted before had grown taller, they were grafted last year and were expected to bloom and bear fruit this year.

Yingbao planted a dozen chestnut saplings next to a chestnut tree, and planted a few apple saplings next to two apple trees.

The other loquat saplings were all planted on the empty land at the edge of the fruit garden.

She watered the saplings and covered them with bamboo hoods to prevent the young plants from being pecked at by chickens.

Her father had said that he intended to cultivate all this wasteland, planting all kinds of fruit trees, and later building a pavilion on the high land. When the fruits ripened, their whole family could enjoy the fruits and cool off here.

Yingbao went around the fruit garden, admired the blossoming apricot flowers, and the radiant peach blossoms, and thought about the endless fruits in the future. Her smile widened.

The most enjoyable time was a life of stability, adequate food and clothing.

“Sister! Sister!” Jiang Jie frantically ran over, with two puppies trailing behind him.

“What’s happened?”

Yingbao hurriedly went to meet him, “What’s wrong?” If Jiang Jie, her eldest younger brother, was so flustered, something must have happened.

Jiang Jie grabbed his sister’s sleeve, panting, “The uncle living in our vegetable garden insists Xiaowu watch him perform a chest-breaking-stone trick, he won’t let Xiaowu go unless he watches, sister, you should go take a look!”

This what kind of nonsense is this? Such eccentric demands?

Yingbao immediately took off running back home.

When she reached her family’s vegetable garden, she saw that a man named Zhang Meng, dressed in thin clothing, was lying on the ground, rolling his eyes, with a lot of rubble and clay on his chest.

Xiaowu was crouched on the ground, staring at his chest in amazement, making amazed noises.

Xu Kun held a large sledgehammer in his hand and kindly tempted, “Would you like to learn martial arts with uncle? You’ll be very powerful in the future, and able to fight one against three.”

Jiang Wu blinked and asked, “Does it hurt?”

“What?” Xu Kun didn’t react at once.

Jiang Wu extended a finger and poked at the spot on Zhang Meng’s chest that had been smashed, “Does this hurt?”