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Carry a Ruyi Fan Chapter 436: Cutting the Rice

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    The sky always gets bright early in summer.

    Early in the morning, after Song Wen finished eating, he went to the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain and drove the rice harvester to the mature green rice fields.

    The green and plump ears of rice make people¡¯s hearts filled with the joy of harvest at the first sight.

    Among the ten acres of rice, he specially released spring water from the Ruyi Fan for watering, so the green rice grown tasted very good, only slightly worse than the green rice in the space, and the quality was far better than that grown in the village.

    Driving the rice harvester on the rice fields, Song Wen felt proud as he watched the rice slowly growing in the back barn.  After drying and peeling the green rice, he planned to keep some to make wine, some to feed the chickens and ducks, some to give to Grandpa Baobao and their friends, some to keep for himself to eat and give away, and the rest to the Song family.  Sold at the flavor shop.

    This can barely be considered an income.

    Xiaojun had nothing to do at home, so he came over with his daughter to watch him harvest the rice.

    The rice harvester cut the rice very quickly, and it cut two or three acres in a short time.  After mowing for a while, when he saw that the barn behind him was full, Song Wen stopped, bagged the green rice in the barn and carried it to the shore, and then continued to use the rice harvester to cut the rice.  The chopped rice crumbs are flying, bringing with it the fragrance of the wilderness. A gentle smell will make people intoxicated.

    While the rice was being cut, a sound came from the bamboo forest in the distance, and then Song Wen saw a tourist bus driving out of the bamboo forest.

    Song Wen frowned as he looked at it, wondering which blind tour group had dragged people here. I wonder if this is a private place, not a tourist attraction?  Thinking about it, he stopped the rice harvester and walked ashore, intending to ask the tourist bus to leave.  I don't allow tourists to play here, otherwise the tourists will get too happy and bring people over to play, ruining this rare quiet place.

    As soon as I stepped onto the wooden bridge, I saw the bus door open wide.  The baby, the crow, the sparrow, Lu An'er and a group of little girls he had never seen before got out of the car.

    When Baobao got out of the car and saw Song Wen, he ran over in surprise and asked, "Uncle, are you here to pick us up? I didn't even call you to tell you, how did you know?"

    Song Wen rolled his eyes and thought, who knew you were coming.  Who's coming to pick you up again?

    But he replied: "Why are you here? Don't you study?"

    "It's a holiday and you don't even know this?" Bao Bao said dissatisfied.

    "What kind of holiday is this? Children's Day has just passed, hasn't it?" Song Wen was shocked when he heard this.

    "Tch, it's Children's Day. Do we look like children? We are already adults, okay? We're on summer vacation. We don't even know this bit of common sense." The baby said in a crackling voice, looking at it with disdain.  He took one look and ran over to talk to Xiaojun.

    The girls behind her also followed.

    Song Wen doesn¡¯t know how this little kid wins people¡¯s hearts. Anyway, Sparrow, Crow, Lu An¡¯er and others are very good friends with her.  It is said that they also opened a creative fireworks company together, with Bao Bao as the chairman and production manager and Wu Yao as the financial manager.  Crow is the sales manager and director of network security, and Lu An'er is the creative director and executive director.  Anyway, all of them are bosses, not a single employee.

    I heard that the fireworks produced by their company are pretty good, and they are now exported to Southeast Asia.

    But as far as he understood, it was actually just Kerr from Hong Kong who bought some, and a Taiwanese guy who likes creative fireworks bought one, but it was far from being sold as far as Southeast Asia.  However, it is said that they have established marketing networks all over the world.  The headquarters is located in Asia.  Of course, this is only a location on the Internet and does not exist in reality.

    The bus seemed to be specially designed to bring the babies here, and it would drive away as soon as they got off the bus.  Seeing that nothing happened, Song Wen continued to cut rice.

    "Dudu, dudu, smile."

    The baby walked to Xiaojun, gently picked up Xiaodudu and teased him.  The little guy seemed to like her too and laughed happily.

    "Baby, let me hug you. Let me hug you." Sparrow didn't get it and said anxiously from the side.

    "Why are you hugging me? You are so fussy. What if the hug breaks?"

    "You are just messing around, how am I so good? I used to go to my aunt's house to hold her son."

    "It's the one who always has runny nose. He looks stupid."

    "Um."

    After hearing this, the baby said: "Then I can't let you hold me. If you hold me in your arms, Dudu will look like that child. Then will Dudu find a boyfriend?"

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    Xiaojun listened nearby and didn¡¯t know what to say. He thought to himself that you are thinking too far!

    Although the girls liked her daughter and held her daughter securely, she was still worried that they were being careless, so she quickly found an excuse to bring her daughter over, and thenTake them up the mountain.

    When Song Wen returned home from harvesting the rice, he saw a group of girls sitting or standing in the hall, chattering.

    I looked at the sky and saw that it was almost noon. It seemed that these girls were eating at home.  It was too tiring to cook for more than 20 people. Song Wen didn't want to cook, so he called the flavor restaurant at the foot of the mountain to reserve a seat and asked them to eat together.

    After lunch, Song Wen came up and saw a bunch of girls gathering together to chat again. Song Wen was about to go upstairs to sleep, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the baby.

    "Uncle, where are you going?"

    "Take a nap, what, is there something wrong?"

    "Needless to say, do you know what we are here to do?"

    "How do I know?" Song Wen was surprised. If a group of girls weren't here to play, could there be something wrong?

    "Uncle, we are all Ke'er's best friend support group. We are here to rehearse with you today."

    "What are you rehearsing for?"

    "Didn't you agree to be a special guest at Ke'er's concert? Then we have to rehearse how to dance together."

    "I still want to rehearse and dance with you guys?" Song Wen smacked his lips and didn't know what to say.  Then he showed off his skills of ghost dance and mechanical dance, and a group of girls opened their mouths so much that they were almost stuffed with eggs.  Song Wen looked proud and raised his eyebrows, thinking that his dancing skills were really good.  Fortunately, it has been hidden all these years. If it had been exposed earlier, I don't know how many ignorant girls would be fascinated.

    Song Wen thought irritably and gave Xiaojun a wink.  Xiaojun looked at it and rolled his eyes angrily.

    The baby is also very surprised how Song Wen can dance so well.

    But after a while, he put this matter behind him and shouted to him: "Uncle, even if you can dance, you still have to rehearse together. Otherwise, when you get on stage, you dance your dance and we dance ours, who will watch?"

    Being troubled by the baby, Song Wen had no choice but to rehearse with them until Ke'er arrived a few days later.

    Kerr also rehearsed with them here. After practicing for about half a month, the group moved to Hong Kong and practiced at the Hung Hom Stadium where the concert was to be held.

    After rehearsing like this for a month, in the second month of summer vacation, the Dream Girl concert that Keer had been preparing for a long time finally started.

    PS: I¡¯m really sorry. There are too many things going on these days and I don¡¯t have much time. I¡¯m tired.
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