Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

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313 Picking Sour Apricots

Going beyond the limit is as bad as falling short. If the seedlings were given too much water, they would drown.

"Got it!" Zhuang Zhuang nodded and eagerly scooped water over the plants. He carried a small bucket and walked around like a busy bee.

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Xiaoguo had already washed her hands and was about to return to the house. To her surprise, Zhuang Zhuang was still working hard.

"Let's go into the house after you're done watering the plants." Xiaoguo called out to him. Although the temperature was not too high now, the sun was still not to be underestimated. After staying outdoors for a short period of time, one's exposed skin under the sun would feel like it was burning. At this moment, Zhuang Zhuang's little face was flushed and sweat was dripping from the tip of his nose.

"Right away!"

After saying that, Zhuang Zhuang continued with his work.

Seeing this, Xiaoguo didn't say anything. She turned around and returned to the house. She was feeling too hot anyway. If she stayed outside for a while longer, she would spontaneously combust.

Xiaoguo did not stay idle when she returned to the house. She gathered all the winter clothes and beddings from the house and replaced them with lighter and thinner ones.

It was the same every year. Spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There were four seasons, and they could basically be planned into two seasons—summer and winter. Spring and autumn seemed to be just passers-by.

All the clothings and beddings were placed in a corner. It was too late to wash them today. She could only wash them tomorrow.

Not long after, Zhuang Zhuang finally entered the house. His face was flushed from the sun. Xiaoguo was shocked when she saw him. His face was red and sunburnt.

But this kid didn't care. He gulped down a mouthful of water before collapsing on the bed.

Xiaoguo found it strange. He was just doing some watering. Why was he so tired?

Out of curiosity, she went outside and looked at the vegetable plot. Taking a good look at the plot, she was almost scared out of her wits.

The plot of green vegetables was completely flooded. The water level of the entire vegetable field was the same as that of the seedling pit.

Xiaoguo went to the water buckets and took a look. She realized that the two water buckets she prepared for him were now empty. This meant that Zhuang Zhuang had watered the plants four times more than what was required.

Her seedlings had almost drowned. If she had come half a day later, they would have been soaked to death.

Xiaoguo returned to the house and took a look at Zhuang Zhuang. She wanted to ask him to help save the situation, but the little boy had already fallen asleep and was snoring in his sleep. She had no choice but to get back to the plot with her old and achy back.

The next day.

Xiaoguo had just finished washing her clothes when Mrs. Yang called her out for a walk. She claimed that they were going to exercise but in actual fact, she just wanted Xiaoguo to go pick some sour apricots with her.

"Sister-in-law, where can we find apricots at this time?"

It wasn't the right season for apricots. Even if they could find any, the apricots shouldn't be ripe yet.

"Yes, yes, yes." Mrs. Yang nodded and said mysteriously, "I heard from Old Yang that there's a wild apricot tree at the back of the mountain. The fruits are all unripe and sour now."