Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old Chapter 141 - Why Don't We Do This?

Chapter 141: Why Don’t We Do This?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The two of them looked at the barren land, then at the corn, sorghum, and cotton that they had taken out earlier. Every single seed looked fresh, and they were much better than the ones other families had planted. The two of them were quite satisfied, and they were in no hurry to go home. Instead, they decided to check on how Xue Yifu and the others were doing with their tree-cutting session.

The workshop needed a lot of wood.

Following a narrow path, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan walked forward. There was a fork in the road ahead. One road continued up the mountain, and the other went down the mountain.

Naturally, they continued to climb the mountain.

Xue Yifu and the others were still cutting down trees when the two found them.

At another fork in the road, Jiang Yue could also hear Xue Wufu’s rustling, but just as they turned a corner, they saw a big tree falling towards them.

“Be careful!”

Jiang Yue subconsciously pulled Xue Yan back, and the top of the tree grazed the front of their shoes and fell with a loud bang.

Xue Yan wanted to wipe the nonexistent sweat on his forehead.

What was wrong with them? Why didn’t they pay attention to their surroundings when they cut the trees? Fortunately, it was just Jiang Yue and him. What if the tree fell onto someone else and injured them?

“Ah, Jiang Yue, Xue Yan, are you all right?!!” Xue Wufu was the first to notice them. He threw down his ax and ran over to check on the two precious children.

They had just chopped down this big tree together. They did not expect the two precious children to suddenly appear out of thin air.

Of course, he didn’t expect the tree to be so big. After it fell, the top of the tree reached the fork in the road.

Li Hehua, Xue Dafu, Xue Yifu, and Xue Erfu were also shocked, and they ran over to take a look at the two little ones.

Seeing that Jiang Yue and Xue Yan were fine and the tree only touched the front of their shoes, everyone let out a breath of relief. Everyone was very happy when they heard that the five acres of barren land had been bought.

After that, they continued to pick the branches and sawed the tree in two.

They maintained the main trunk, those small branches were then bundled up and brought back to be firewood.

However, the yard couldn’t fit so much firewood. After carrying it back, they placed it directly outside the yard, against the yard wall.

Even if it was cut in two, one person wouldn’t be able to carry it back, and two people couldn’t do it either. It would take four people, but Xue Wufu was too short. He was much shorter than Xue Dafu and the others, and Li Hehua didn’t have much strength on her shoulders. Thus, Xue Wufu ran back and called Li Qingshu, who was about the same height as Xue Erfu, to help carry it back.

It took nine times to carry everything back.

Li Hehua was tying the twigs together.

Xue Yan also tried his best to help tie them up, alongside Jiang Yue.

After the main trunk was carried back, Xue Dafu and the others brought carrying poles and ropes to carry the firewood back.

As long as the house was lit, they would need firewood, so there was no need to be afraid of having too much firewood.

Xue Yan couldn’t carry much, but he still wanted to help carry a small bundle home. In the end, his brother tied the small bundle on his back, so Xue Yan came back empty-handed.

Naturally, Jiang Yue was empty-handed as well.

Li Hehua was also carrying a load of firewood, but the amount was much less than what Xue Yifu and the rest carried.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan followed behind.

The sun had also set.

Xue Yan looked at the faint red light in the West and lowered his voice to Jiang Yue, “Tomorrow, Chunmei’s family will be going to town to sell vegetables before dawn. There are watermelon seedlings in town, but they’re all big ones. They might look like your watermelon seedlings and would know if they were from the mountain. Everyone knows how they look. It’s hard to believe that you picked your watermelon seedlings from the mountain. How about this? We ask Chunmei’s family to help us buy the seedlings in town tomorrow. Then, we’ll replace these seedlings and plant yours. What do you think?”