MTL - Traveling Through the Stars-Chapter 73 Transplanting red fruit
Chapter 73 Transplanting Red Fruit
Think carefully about the reason, this time Robbie can be absolutely sure that the problem lies in the **** ash.
She has a planting field at home. In order to be able to eat nutritious ingredients, Robbie will grow upland rice every year. Although the output of what she has grown for so many years is extremely low, it is quite normal. As a result, when she mixes with medicine residue ash, it is different. , This is not the problem of medicine **** ash.
Knowing the reason, Luo Bi sighed. Even if the **** ash can nourish the soil and promote plant growth, it is useless. Too little, even if it is mixed with soil, it will only be in the carton. As the seedlings grow up, a fruit tree will It doesn't grow long.
Who has ever seen a big fruit tree growing in a small cardboard box, this is unrealistic.
Thinking about it right now is superfluous. The first thing is to transplant the fruit tree saplings in the carton first. This will be squeezed to the ground. I don’t know what will happen in a long time.
Before transplanting, Robbie held an umbrella and took a close look at the red fruit seedlings in the planting field. The seedlings were still the same size as they were transplanted this morning. The branches and leaves were dripping with water, and they were swayed by the rain. It took only a day to see the bottom. The root is dead or alive.
The leaves are not lingering. Robbie is a little helpless. Regardless of whether the transplanted fruit seedlings are dead or alive, the fruit seedlings in the carton must be moved to the planting field.
There is no shovel at home, which can hardly trouble Robbie. She went to the kitchen to take the shovel for cooking and digging a hole with an umbrella in one hand. The rain was so heavy that it was crackling on the umbrella. It took Robbie a lot of energy to dig the hole, regardless of the spacing, anyway, she thought it was about the same.
Robi is used to being cautious. She did not dare to transplant all the 14 fruit tree seedlings. She initially planned to keep two trees, and after thinking about it, she finally kept three trees, and the other eleven trees were transplanted to the large terrace planting fields.
After finishing these, Robbie was half tired, dragged a heavy step, took a shower and fell asleep.
Feng Ling came back from the war department, and saw Luo Bi’s sleeping fragrance, and simply took a bath and went to bed to accompany someone to sleep.
Luo Bi had already slept, she woke up when Feng Ling held her in her arms, opened her eyes and said, "You are back."
Feng Ling kissed the corner of her mouth: "Well, I will sleep again."
Robi closed his eyes, then opened them again after a while: "I can't sleep."
Fengling looked at her, Luo Bi pondered for a while and said: “I heard that the military has regulations that military family members can apply for three acres of farmland, and I want to apply for one.”
When Luo Bi asked Pei Yu, Feng Ling listened to a sentence or two. After this meeting, Luo Bi proposed, and said: “Nutritious crops are not easy to grow, and the planting work is also very hard. Are you sure you can do it?”
Robi knew how tiring the farm work was, and Feng Ling hesitated when she asked.
Feng Ling chuckled: "You are different from Yang Yu's wife. I can afford you and I am willing to raise them. You don't need to do that."
There is obviously something in this sentence, and Luo Bi raised his head: "Yang Yu is not good to Pei Yu?"
Feng Ling didn’t want to say more about other people’s homes, but just said, “I can’t say that it’s not good either. When the gap in status, status, tastes and preferences is large, there will be disparity between husband and wife. , I don't want to pass it anymore."
"If you don't like Pei Yu to do farm work, then don't let Pei Yu do it. He raises it well." Luo Bi understands that Yang Yu is now a promising captain, but Pei Yu surrounds the planting field all day. Turning, it looks ugly, don't say, and there is no specialty, Yang Yu this is disgusting.
(End of this chapter)
