The first thing I do when I wake up early is to go to the well to fetch water and check the drying situation of Gexian rice. This thing has a lot of moisture, but fortunately it has been sunny these days, so it has not deteriorated. They all gathered into grainy shapes, the size of soybeans, and finally looked a little bit "rice", and the color has also turned dark brown, slightly black. However, it will obviously take a few days to completely dry.

Compared with the information I have reviewed, the finished product of Ge Xian rice is obviously larger than that of others. I think this is also the little monkey's credit. No wonder he is so confident in asking for money.

This also gave Tian Yuan greater confidence in this year's watermelon planting. He also chatted with Li Tiejun on the phone yesterday. The other party also had a channel to sell watermelons. The only requirement was to ensure quality and must be green watermelons. Those watermelons with pesticides and fertilizers and saccharin will definitely not be collected.

It just hit it off. Tian Xiaopang had this plan. So after picking up the water, he went to the village chief’s house and discussed it. Especially the sheep manure that needs to be purchased, he should prepare early, after all, he still has to ferment it after getting it back.

Village Chief Bao is also very energetic now. After entrusting Xiaopang with the important task of leading people to dig wild vegetables during the day, he went to another village to get sheep manure.

At six:30 in the morning, every household had breakfast and gathered under the big elm tree at the west end of the village. Before the crowd was enough, everyone chatted and waited. Dahuang saw that there were so many people, so he came to Tian Yuan to ask for his cell phone. Anyway, this guy was also the main force of live broadcasts in the future, so Tian Xiaopang handed it to him. Dahuang skillfully entered the live broadcast room, but unfortunately it was too early, so two or three people came in. Dahuang didn't care about these, no one, I just kept the broadcast.

The spring breeze blew these days, and the big elm tree has completely rejuvenated for the second time. It is like a green umbrella, with strings of elm money densely packed on it, and the branches are hung green, which looks really festive.

Everyone pointed at the trees, talking about the shortness of life when the plants and trees were withered and flourished. The most common thing was that after the old elm tree died and resurrected, Heixiazitun had good things. It seems that this tree is indeed the protective umbrella of Heixiazitun.

Whoosh, a white shadow rushed over. It was Xiaobai. The little monkey would throw his backpack into Tian Xiaopang's arms, then climbed onto the big elm tree twice, stretched out his claws and grabbed a handful of elm money, then stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he nodded with satisfaction, as if he was very satisfied with the smell.

It can be seen that the money of elm trees on the old elm trees is larger, perhaps because of the effect of rejuvenating ivy, and it seems that the taste will not be bad.

Yoyo, the little bully under the tree was digging his front hooves, probably because he was greedy. Xiaobai was not stingy with his good brothers at all. He broke a thin branch and threw it down. The little bully caught it with his mouth, and it also ate it very sweet.

The other little kids are only envious. They don’t have the courage to climb the old elm tree and have to be beaten with the butt. There is no way, so they can only find some small trees nearby and go up to pick up two handfuls of elm money to satisfy their cravings.

Screaming - A few tender cry came from the tree, and the sound was obviously different from the rough cry of the thief (sparrow) in my hometown. Everyone looked up among the branches, and soon someone shouted: "It's the willow dung ball!"

This name is too rich in rural flavor, but Tian Yuan also called it this way when he was a child. The so-called willow dung is the willow leaves that piled up together after they fall off. The common people call it willow dung, which means that the color of this bird is a little gray on its abdomen, and its back and wings are a little yellow. As for balls, it means that this kind of bird is relatively small, much smaller than a sparrow. It squats on the branches and is as furry as a ball.

However, after Tian Yuan appeared this little bird, its scientific name: Liu Ying naturally appeared in his mind.

This is also a migratory bird that comes here to reproduce in spring and summer. It is petite in shape, but its voice is very tender and gentle. It is also stupid, usually a few meters away from a person and does not know how to fly.

The willow bells do not eat elm money, but eat a very small insect mixed with elm money. It is estimated that these willow bells have just flew over a few days ago and saw Xiaobai occupying their territory, they started to shout and protest.

Xiaobai shook his head and looked at it, and then he saw these little birds. This guy scratched the back of his head. Unexpectedly, the usually naughty little monkey was not naughty, but was very friendly and rattled his mouth and made a rattle sound.

A scene that made people feel extremely magical appeared. Several willow orioles spread their wings and flew over, first around Xiaobai for a few circles, and then one fell openly on the little monkey's head. He also pecked the little monkey's monkey's hair with a small pointed beak, probably saying hello.

The remaining few 66 continued to fall on the little monkey, one of which fell on the monkey's paws, picked out a few millimeters of insect from the elm money, and then swallowed it into its mouth.

There were less than ten people in the live broadcast room, but they were all stunned. It took a long time to find a barrage, "Who pinched me? I didn't wake up and still dreamed?"

The villagers under the tree couldn't help but be amazed: I haven't heard that the little monkey can still attract birds. Isn't that a phoenix capable of catching birds?

Only Sarigen smiled and nodded, and looked at the extremely harmonious scene on the tree with gentle eyes: My eyes are indeed correct, the little monkey is spiritual and can be called a friend of all beasts.

Even Tian Yuan has seen Xiaobai for the first time and has such charm. You know, ordinary wild monkeys can catch birds and eat them when they are greedy.

At this time, Mr. Bao came over with a crutch. The little monkey also had a wink. He immediately jumped off the tree, approached the old man, and stretched his little paws over, which were filled with elm money. The little monkey has become a sperm and can flatter and slap.

Master Bao Er pinched a small handful of elm seeds from the monkey's paws with satisfaction, shook them on the palm of his hand, put them in his mouth, and then his dim old eyes lit up: "Well, delicious, delicious, old woman, order elm seed rice at noon!"

Speaking of elm croquette rice, it was still an era of food shortage. People were looking for alternative foods in a crazily manner, so elm croquettes were on the dining table. The most common method was to wash the elm croquettes, mix them with corn flour, and then steam them in a trunk. With the improvement of living standards, no one has eaten them for a long time. Everyone thought that the second master was on a whim and wanted to remember the bitterness and sweetness.

However, after Tian Xiaopang came over to taste the elm seeds, he decided to go to Erye's house for free at noon. Everyone felt that the elm seeds might be extraordinary, so they all came over to taste it. They only felt that the elm seeds contained a strong fragrance. After taking a bite, it seemed as if they had tasted the taste of spring. They praised in unison for a while, and their eyes began to look at the old elm trees.

Tian Xiaopang estimated that this must be the reward for the rejuvenation of the ivy. However, the old elm tree has just rejuvenated and the branches on it are relatively sparse. If you want to eat with your belly, you can only wait for the next year.

As for those little willow orioles, after the little monkey ran away, they happily flew under the tree and landed on the horn of the little overlord, and squeaked in their mouths. As the saying goes, lingering in the butterflies danced all the time, and the free and delicate orioles sang, which is probably the case.

The young bully, who is usually more aggressive, is very honest now. He blinks his big eyes from time to time, as if listening to the singing of his bird friends.

It's amazing, the little monkey is like this, and the little white deer is like this - Tian Xiaopang is also envious of her. He subconsciously walks towards the white deer, and walks closer to it, reaching his hand to the deer antlers, as if he wants to attract the willow warblers.

Sure enough, it still didn't work - a few birds spread their wings and flew, obviously they didn't have enough trust in him, a human.

Tian Xiaopang smacked his lips, feeling a little regretful. But at this moment, his eyebrows suddenly became hot and a wonderful feeling suddenly surged into his heart.

With a subconscious thought, something appeared in the backpack. Tian Xiaopang opened the backpack and took out a simple object from it. It was a row of fine tubes, not long and not known what material to make it. It looked like it was the bones of some kind of animal. Count carefully, there were as many as sixteen thin tubes, arranged vertically in a row, with the bottom connected below.

After putting this thing at his mouth, Tian Xiaopang whimpered and started playing it. It turned out to be a musical instrument. If someone familiar with the fat man was present, it would definitely feel very strange, because he always used a rolling pin to blow fire.

But at this moment, Tian Xiaopang was holding this ancient instrument and playing it very vividly. The sound was so whimpering, quite ancient.

"What kind of instrument is the anchor playing? I haven't seen it before."

"The voice is very special, I don't get used to it, but why do I feel my soul tremble with it."

There are not many subtitles, because there are not many people in the live broadcast room, so naturally no one is popularizing science.

When the song ended, Tian Xiaopang slowly opened his eyes. In the song just now, he seemed to have traced back to the long river of time, returned to the ancient times, and walked on the vast land with his ancestors, accompanying his ancestors through a long life...

Seeing that the villagers around him looked at him in shock, Tian Yuan came back to his senses. He smiled foolishly and felt more insightful in his heart. He also said lightly: "This song is called Yinfeng."

"Is there flowers on my face?" The little fat man then raised his hand and was about to grab the back of his head, but he heard a few crisp whirring sounds from the top of his head, and something seemed to be jumping on his head.

He wanted to roll his eyes upwards so hard that his head was tilted backwards, and then he felt the top of his head move twice. A yellow bird appeared in his sight, jumping over from the top of his head, jumping all the way to his forehead, stretching out his slender mouth, and pecking it on the tip of his nose twice, itchy, and the heartstrings seemed to be gently touched by the small pointed mouth.

Although there were only a few people in the live broadcast room, the barrage flew: "What did I see? God, the anchor plays the instrument and really leads the bird to his head!"

"In ancient times, Xiao Shi played jade and played flute to attract phoenixes, but now there is an anchor Xiaopang playing music to walk the birds."

"Playing music can attract birds, and the anchor is a real bird god!"

"Report, the anchor crossed his eyes."
Chapter completed!