MTL - The State Arranged For Me To Farm-Chapter 62

After the grain is planted, the work in the fields is temporarily gone.

But as a farmer, Lin Ling couldn't lie down and rest. Taking advantage of the spare time between the next harvest, she went out to plant trees with a sack of tree seeds on her shoulders.

At the end of Xia Xia, he looked at the sparsely growing vegetation inside the wall, which was lush and green, "Do you want to plant it?"

"Of course we have to plant it. The land outside is still completely deserted." Now that Lin Ling has claimed the land, she shoulders the heavy responsibility of planting trees. She smiled and said, "Planting trees is everyone's responsibility!"

At the end of Xia, he read a sentence, inexplicably found it catchy, "It's so smooth."

Lin Ling hummed, "There is another sentence called: Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility!"

Xia Mo knew this sentence, "Because people in the past didn't protect the environment, there is the end of the world, right?"

"That's right." Lin Ling wasn't sure whether the increasingly harsh environment was the main reason for the end of the world, but they survived now, worked hard to plant, and improved the environment, which would definitely be good for the future, "Plant trees."

The three sacks of seeds picked up from the mountain forest were all urged out of the saplings, and it took another eight days to plant all the saplings one by one in the hundreds of meters outside the wall, beside the ditches, on both sides of the road, and in the surrounding barren hills. The small saplings were planted, the branches and leaves were green, and they looked full of vitality.

Looking at the green saplings at the end of Xia, I felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in my heart, "When will we pick up seeds again?"

"After a while, wait for the chicken ancestor to hatch the chicks." Lin Ling pulled up the straw hat, "rest for a few days first."

At the end of Xia, he was a little impatient, "When will the chicken ancestor hatch the chicks? I have been waiting for many days."

"Wait another half a month and it should be fine." Lin Ling felt that he had to go to the city to find an incubator when he was free. It was not a way to count on the chicken ancestors who had to be waited on every day.

"Going back." Lin Ling walked towards the yard inside the wall with a **** and a water hose on his shoulders. When he approached the side of the yard, he saw Brother Chou lying under a fruit tree that had grown leaves, wagging his tail leisurely.

At the end of summer, I ran to the shade of the trees, "It's so cool here."

"The surrounding vegetation will grow up in the future, and it will be cooler." Lin Ling looked at the fruit trees dug up, thinking that she must eat more fruit trees next year.

Lin Ling carried the things and walked into the yard, "Where are the little green starlings?"

Brother Chou looked in the direction of the chicken coop with his only remaining eye, indicating that it was inside.

"Going to steal eggs again?" Lin Ling turned around and walked towards the chicken coop. After entering, she saw Xiaolu entangled on an egg, with a mother's love overflowing, "What are you doing?"

Little Green shook the leaves: I am hatching chickens.

Lin Ling felt that she was hallucinating: "What are you doing?"

Xiaolu repeated it again: I want to hatch chicks, and when they hatch, they will be raised and eaten.

The corner of Lin Ling's mouth twitched: "...can you hatch it?"

Little Green nodded: It's about to hatch.

"..." Lin Ling turned to look at the starling who was also hatching eggs, and shook his head inexplicably, "Come on, you guys."

Lin Ling backed out silently, turned around and saw Xia Mo looking at her expectantly: "Can it really hatch?"

Lin Ling rubbed her eyebrows: "...You should read more books."

After waiting for another half a month, the eggs hatched by the ancestor chicken finally began to break their shells one after another.

A small crack first appeared on the small egg, and after a day or two, the crack gradually became larger. If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear a little movement in the eggshell.

After another two days of waiting, the eggshell cracked, and fluffy yellow chicks came out of the eggshell one after another.

When the chicks broke their shells, Lin Ling and the others stood by and helped put the broken chicks into a basket lined with a layer of soft pine leaves. A dozen chicks chirped non-stop , very noisy.

Xiaolu looked blankly at the chicks hatched by the chicken ancestor, and then looked back at the eggs on her plate. Why haven't their eggs hatched yet?

The discouraged mynah had given up hatching eggs, and secretly pulled the few uncracked eggs left under the chicken ancestor's body to its belly, pretending to hatch by itself: "I'm about to hatch too."

Lin Ling glanced at mynah in disgust, "Are you a cuckoo?"

The starling retorted: "I'm a starling."

"You also know that you are a starling. People often say that doves occupy magpies' nests. How about you? A starling occupies other people's chicken coops and steals other chicken cubs?" Lin Ling said with disgust, "Come out."

Mynah is unwilling: "I want to hatch eggs."

"You hatch woolen yarn!" Lin Ling swears a rare curse, and he reaches out to pick up mynah, "Don't make trouble, I will break the egg later, and I will have to settle with you if a premature baby is hatched!"

As soon as Lin Ling finished speaking, he heard the egg under the starling's body crack.

Xia Mo, Chou Ge and Xiao Lu's breaths tightened, "Oh! Mynah, you crushed the eggs."

The starling quickly said, "It's not me."

Little green akimbo: It's you! You crushed the chick! You pay!

The starling stood up quickly and explained in a panic: "I don't."

"Huh?" Mynah realized that something was pushing him under him. He looked down and found a small yellow hairy head looking out curiously.

The starling and the chick looked at each other, and it exclaimed in surprise: "I've hatched!"

Xiaolu was dumbfounded, how could it be like this? Had I known it would have stolen one too.

"...Don't seize the fruits of the labor of other chicken ancestors." Lin Ling looked at mynah with disgust, "Whether you can hatch chickens yourself, don't you have any idea?"

The starling doesn't care about these things, anyway, the one that broke out from under its **** is its cub, it lowered its head and rubbed the chick affectionately: "Don't worry, I will take care of you."

Lin Ling's eyebrows twitched: "..." Those who didn't know thought you did something shameless.

Well, it's really shameless to rob other people's cubs.

Lin Ling looked at the chicken ancestor who was still hatching the last few uncracked eggs: "Chicken ancestor, the starling is robbing your baby."

If it weren't for the delicious food that Lin Ling promised, the ancestor chicken wouldn't come to hatch the eggs, it flapped its wings indifferently: let it go.

Mynah nodded, this is what I hatched.

Lin Ling looked at the crazy starling with a face full of speechlessness, and reached for the chick cub, intending to put it together with its brothers and sisters.

As soon as her hand approached, the chick cub stood up as if stimulated, and opened its mouth to spray a small fireball at Lin Ling.

Lin Ling dodged back subconsciously, and the fireball fell to the ground, instantly burning a pile of soft pine needles on the ground.

Xia Mo hurriedly stomped out the fire, looked at the chick with a complicated expression, "Can it breathe fire?"

Lin Ling was also in a daze. Can the mutant beast's ability be inherited?

Not only Lin Ling didn't expect the hatched chick to breathe fire, but the chicken ancestor didn't seem to expect either. After all, it has lived for so many years and seen so many eggs, and none of them have supernatural powers.

Seeing everyone staring at it, the fire-breathing chick shrank and hid behind the starling, chirping twice: Mom, I'm afraid.

Lin Ling, Xia Mo, Chouge, Xiaolu, and Ji Zuzu are all in a mess: "..."

The starling was stunned for a moment, and quickly spread his wings with a smile to protect the chick cub, "Don't be afraid, son, daddy will protect you."

Chick Chick: Mom.

The starling corrected the chick: "It's not mom, it's dad."

The chick won't listen: Mom.

"..." Lin Ling sighed and didn't know what to say for a moment. He told my starling to keep an eye on the chick, and turned around to leave the chicken coop. After walking two steps, I found that Xiaolu had gone somewhere, "Little green?"

Turning around, I found that Xiaolu was lying on the edge of the chicken nest where the ancestor of the chicken was hugging, and was pulling the eggs vigorously, "Xiaolu, what are you doing?"

Xiaolu said: I also want to incubate a chick with wood-type abilities.

"What are you dreaming about? It's good luck to produce one supernatural chicken out of ten thousand eggs." Lin Ling stretched out his hand towards Xiaolu, "Come here quickly, and be kicked behind the **** of the chicken ancestor. Be careful that you will be crushed by the fart."

Xiaolu looked up and just saw a black chrysanthemum, it shook the leaves in disgust, turned and ran.

Later, all the forty-five eggs hatched, and except for the chick that was cut off by the starling, the rest of the chicks were all chattering around the ancestor chicken.

The tadpoles know to look for their mother, and the chicks naturally think that their mother is the one who hatched them, so they all circle around the ancestor chicken.

The chicken ancestor was very annoyed: I am not your mother, if you follow me, I will eat you.

These chicks are not mutated chickens. I don't understand what this means. They have been following the ancestor chicken's buttocks. Wherever the ancestor chicken goes, they will follow.

The Chicken Ancestor, who had been promoted to the ancestor long ago, didn't want to take cubs at all, ran to Lin Ling as if fleeing for his life, and pointed at the chicken cubs: Hurry up and raise them up, I want to eat meat!

Lin Ling remembered that the chicken raising guide said to let the hens live with their chicks as much as possible, so that it would be easier to grow up. She thought about the words, and greeted the chicken ancestors: "Thank you, let's make egg dumplings tonight." , make some more egg pancakes with leeks, as a reward for you."

The chicken ancestor clucked a few times, indicating that he wanted to eat more.

Lin Ling smiled and said yes, and then looked hesitantly at the chicken cubs following behind the chicken ancestor: "They like you very much and are very close to you, and I'm afraid they won't be able to live without you."

Ji Zuzong looked at Lin Ling suspiciously, as if asking why he couldn't survive?

"You also know how cold the weather is here at night. If you don't guard them, what if you are frozen to death now?"

Ancestor Chicken thought about it and felt that what Lin Ling said made sense, but when he thought of them following him all day, he felt uncomfortable: I don't want to raise them.

"You don't need to raise them, I'll raise them." Lin Ling paused: "You just need to take them around when you go out for a walk during the day, and protect them from freezing to death at night."

Ancestor Ji nodded and thought it was okay.

Lin Ling smiled and said, "Now you take the chicks out for a stroll, and I'll make dinner for you to celebrate."

The chicken ancestor led dozens of chicks out of the yard, and felt that something was wrong, but after careful consideration, he couldn't figure out why.

At the end of Xia, he took a sympathetic look at the chicken ancestor who led a group of little yellow chickens out for a stroll. Although you are old, the chicken ancestor has too little life experience in the last days!

The starling led the fire-breathing chick and walked towards Lin Ling, "Boss, do you think the chick I hatched looks good? It's not the same as other little yellow chickens at all."

Lin Ling looked down at the fire-breathing little chick, which was exactly the same as other little yellow chickens. Could this be the legendary mother's filter eye?

The starling said again: "Should I give it a name?"

Lin Ling gritted her back molars, "Just as long as you're happy."

"What should I call it?" the starling Balabala began to say, "Little yellow? Little yellow chicken? Little dick?"

Lin Ling covered her face: "...can you choose a meaningful name?"

Starling: "Connotation?"

At the end of Xia, he also felt that a name like Little Yellow Chicken would sound uneducated: "It should sound nice."

Brother Ugly let out a bark in disgust, telling you not to study hard, it takes so much effort to come up with a name.

Xiaolu also looked disgusted: deserve it! Let you take the bottom one in the exam.

Xi Delin'er's starling didn't care about Xiaolu's dislike at all, it racked its brains to think about the jokes and poems it knew, and opened its mouth to read a sentence "Chun Mian Wujuuou".

Just when Lin Ling thought that the starling was about to make unreliable earthy love stories, he heard it say, "Let's call it Spring Mian."