The Sweet Little Fulang Chapter 33.2

Published at 4th of January 2023 06:58:08 AM

Chapter 33.2
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In the woods outside, the birds were singing crisply, and they turned several turns like a song, one after another, Lu Gu sat in the yard and listened while working, thinking in his heart, could it be that these birds were talking just like people.

The mountains were quiet, so listening to these sounds could be regarded as a kind of fun.

After chopping the firewood and sweeping the sawdust, Lu Gu carried the fish basket and basket to the river. Yesterday he came back a little late and didn't come to check the fish. Now he saw that there were three fish in the net, one big and two small, the small one was also longer than his palm.

These three fish must have been trapped for a long time and didn't break free. They looked rather listless at the moment. He collected and killed them on a flat stone on the shore. He took out the internal organs and threw them into a basket to take it back and feed the ducks.

The chickens and ducklings that Shen Xuanqing bought back were not too small, and after several days of raising, they were ready to be eaten, just chop them up.

Not far from the courtyard, there was a field of wild wolfberry, which was full of red fruits. He cut off the branches full of small red fruits with scissors, bundled them up and put them into bamboo baskets. When it was full, he picked up two small wolfberry trees that could be chopped and had more fruit, and he could drag them back even if they were not easy to carry.

A busy morning has passed, and Lugu hadn't picked the branches, so he made a simple lunch for himself.

He continued to work after eating, and when the goji berries were finished and the watercress was soaked in the jar, he had time to sit and rest under the eaves for a while.

There were fish and boiled lard in the kitchen, green snails and small purple crabs soaked in water and spit out sand, vegetables were grown in the yard, there were five bamboo plaques on wooden shelves to dry things, wolfberry, black mushrooms, mushrooms and medicinal materials, Lu Gu saw that all of these were more or less related to him, and after passing through his hands, he could also eat and use them, and even sold them for money.

In the evening, Shen Xuanqing came back, the fish soup stewed on the medicine stove was gurgling, and the smell of vegetables wafted from the kitchen, and the new money bag that Lu Gu handed over carefully, saying it was for him, surprised him and pleased him a bit.

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