Chapter 37: Getting up early in the morning to weed, someone is coming! The next day, early in the morning. The first breeze of the new day blew across the top of the hill where Chen Chuan’s wooden house was. The leaves rustled and the weeds collided with each other, making crackling sounds in Chen Chuan's ears. Chen Chuan paused while stretching and looked at the grass on both sides. There is a saying that goes, there is beauty in the world, but there is a lack of people who can discover beauty. This sentence also applies to ugliness. And Chen Chuan became the one who discovered ugliness yesterday. I didn't look closely before, and I really didn't think these weeds were that annoying. Now that I have the idea of converting it into a yard, the ugliness of these weeds has begun to be infinitely magnified in Chen Chuan's eyes. A struggle between his inner self and his inner desires began to arise in his mind, and two little men, one black and one white, appeared on his left and right shoulders. "Didn't I tell you yesterday? Don't worry, take your time. Wait for the tools I bought to arrive, and then clean everything up at once." "No! I feel these weeds are an eyesore now. Why should we wait so long? We can just do it today!"
"It's okay, I'll do it later. Now I have plenty of time to lie in the rocking chair and enjoy the pleasant morning. Why should I sweat?" Chen Chuan in white seemed to be persuaded. He tilted his head and thought about it, then suddenly slapped himself. "Why think so much? I just don't like these weeds today, and I just want to get rid of them!" Chen Chuan's eyes showed determination. He had an idea in his mind that even ten deer could not pull him back. Just do it! He dug out the saw from yesterday, but when he looked at its current condition, his heart still twitched. If the durability of this saw was 50% yesterday, then its durability today is only about 30%. This saw should have been retired, but under Chen Chuan's pressure, it was used to saw wood, boards, and roofs. Chen Chuan had no doubt that after he finished making the wooden handle of the hoe today, the saw could be scrapped smoothly. Chen Chuan sawed off another piece of wood from the fallen tree yesterday. He aligned the two sides and cut it into square strips. After a busy period of work, the saw in my hand was indeed like a scrap piece. There were more than twenty saw teeth, but only a few remained on it. "Forget it, I won't throw you away. You are also a veteran, so I will keep you well." After saying that, he threw the saw into the trash can behind the cabin. Chen Chuan swore that it was not his intention, it was his own hand that threw it. Take out the multi-purpose tool bag and carefully polish the wooden strip. Until he polished the square wooden stick into a cylindrical stick, it was no longer so uncomfortable to hold in the hand. Chen Chuan put it on the hoe again, and the durability of the hoe instantly recovered to 80%. Carrying a hoe, Chen Chuan began to fight against the weeds.
It is actually very simple to deal with this kind of grass, and you don’t need a lawn mower. All you need to do is dig the ground with a hoe, dig out all the roots of these weeds, and let the grass and soil just lie on the ground. The grass will turn into spring mud to protect the flowers, and will slowly be decomposed by the soil and finally turn into soil nutrients. Chen Chuan's actions early in the morning attracted the attention of the small animals. Erha was the first to run over, looking at Chen Chuan with his head shaking. When he saw Chen Chuan digging out the soil, the silly dog nodded thoughtfully and stretched out his two paws. It stuck its claws into the soil and started digging in an orderly manner. Chen Chuan looked at the Husky digging the soil, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This guy, a mighty Kazakh shepherd dog, was actually doing the work of digging the soil. As a result, Dai Mao also flew over to join in the fun. When Chen Chuan saw a majestic golden eagle digging the soil with its claws and wings, he felt terrible. It feels like watching someone holding the imperial sword and cutting radishes. As Daimao was digging, something suddenly blocked the way ahead of him. He looked up and saw Erha sticking his butt out, with half of his body buried in the soil, still digging out. He stretched out his wings and flapped them at the silly dog. Erha was stunned and tilted his head to look at Daimao. Daimao glared at Erha with his sharp eyes and raised his head slightly. As if to say. Go away, you're blocking my way. Erha ignored Daimao and continued digging on his own. This made Daimao very angry, and he spread his wings and flew over Erhu's head. "唳~" With a wingspan of more than two meters, the Husky seemed to feel that the sky had become a little dark. It raised its head and looked over blankly. When Erha saw Daimao staring at it, he subconsciously took a few steps back. "Wang Wang!" It sat down, looking obedient, as if saying. I'm being honest, please let me go. Daimao nodded with satisfaction, landed at the bottom of the pit and continued digging. Erha sighed.
Nowadays, it is becoming increasingly difficult to be a dog, and its status has dropped again. Chen Chuan took in this scene. Now, Dai Mao has the demeanor of a bird of prey, always holding his head high with pride. If he doesn't like someone, he will want to fight with that person. However, within a radius of 500 meters around the wooden cabin, no one dares to compete with him. The current Dai Mao is no longer the little golden eagle of the past. But in front of Chen Chuan, it still looked dull, just like the dull hair on its head. Chen Chuan was a little tired from working, so he simply put down the hoe and started to make breakfast for himself. This morning, after working a little early, he planned to make himself a grilled steak. When the steak is put into the pan, the fat and steak blend together, emitting a charming aroma. But instead of attracting people, he attracted a weasel. The weasel popped its head out stealthily, climbed up the wall in a few seconds, and stared at the steak in the pot with its eyes. If the eyeballs could be dug out, they would probably fall directly into the pot. Chen Chuan couldn't help laughing when he saw this guy. He picked up the steak from the pot and threw it to him. Ai Weasel seized the opportunity, jumped from the wall, caught the steak steadily in the air, and landed lightly on the ground. It didn't eat it right away, but instead couldn't let go of the steak and sniffed it again and again, with an expression of enjoyment on its face. "Eat yours." Chen Chuan took out another piece of steak and prepared to put it in the pan to fry. Ai Weasel held his beloved food in both hands and began to bow to Chen Chuan. Ai Weasel bowed several times, and seemed to feel that he was not sincere enough, so he temporarily put down the steak in his hand and ran to the weeds on the other side. The two little paws followed suit and started digging the soil. "This guy." Chen Chuan chuckled and just turned the steak in the pot when he suddenly seemed to hear some sound. With an eyebrow raised slightly, he turned off the fire and pricked up his ears. The roar of motorcycles is coming from far away! (End of this chapter)