Well, this time he is an old-fashioned and backward person. No one can put a mask on a robot!

Are robots used for robberies in the future?

Then the person who goes to the bank to withdraw money can’t be a robot?

How to capture hostages?

Or is the life of the robot also a life?

A bunch of "correct" remarks flashed through Hei Yang's mind instantly, and he felt bad. He couldn't help but shake his head.

Forget it, luckily he has been reincarnated.

What was the past life? I don’t know!

Hey Hei Yang has already entered the Traveling Realm!

"Tsk tsk..."

Hei Yang continued to scrape the bottom of the pot while he was thinking about it, and suddenly found that the bottom had been dug out unknowingly.

He scratched the inner wall of the big pot a few more times, put all the fruits of his labor into the big basin, took a small spoon, and sorted them out one by one.

Each spoonful is about the amount that most Malaysians can eat at one time, which is very convenient and a blessing for lazy horses.

"Hei Yang, Hei Yang, husband Hei Yang, answer quickly!"

Hong Li on the side patted Hei Yang on the back, shook the stockings in her hand seriously, and said expectantly: "What do you think, is this okay?"

"What do you think?"

Hei Yang was speechless and asked a question.

"After a while, Mom and the others saw me, and I had to be skewered and roasted on the fire."

"Hey, Hey Yang, you are an adult now, and you already have your own independent decision-making authority!"

Hongli chuckled, covering Hei Yang's face was just an excuse, her real purpose was just to have fun.

She had already planned it. When Hei Yang put it on, she would just take out the photo stone, "click, click, click" to snap a picture, and then take out the photo to enjoy. It's a good plan!

Even Xiao Huo is probably too lazy to play this kind of childish prank, but it's just right for Hong Li's age group. Who gives her someone who can accompany her willful Hei Yang?

Many times, you are suddenly no longer interested in those games or anything like that, and you no longer want to engage in the entertainment activities you used to enjoy. You think you are mature, and this is the price of growing up.

In fact, many times, there is just no one to play with you like your old friends.

This is the price of growing up, it's called loneliness.

When there is no one to accompany you to be willful, and when there is no one to indulge your personality, the joy will disappear, right...

Well, after saying so much, Hong Li rolled her eyes, slapped Hei Yang on the back, and shouted loudly.

"Hey, Hei Yang, come and give it a try?"

"You will never die, right?"

"Why do you say it's so ugly..."

"Haha, have you worn it?"

Hei Yang turned his head, stared at Hong Li with his dead fish eyes, and asked his soul.

"Ahaha..."

Looking at Hei Yang's serious eyes, Hong Li waved her hands with a smile and said quickly: "No, no, how could it be? I feel so sorry for you Hei Yang, how could I let you wear something I wore? It's nothing, hahahaha

..."

"Oh."

Hei Yang nodded and turned his head.

"Then I won't wear it anymore, there's no need to discuss it."

Hongli:「???」

"No, there's something wrong with you?!"

"I'm so cruel!"

After Hei Yang collected more than two thousand pieces, he raised his hand and poured a ball of water into the pot. The water in the pot spun wildly into a vortex, working hard to clean the residue in the pot.

Seeing this scene, Hei Yang nodded with satisfaction. He had never learned any pot-cleaning skills, but he could figure it out by groping on his own. This is called self-created magic!

Hongli's conspiracy failed and she didn't care much. She turned around and came back with many skewers of barbecue and handed half of them to Hei Yang.

"Hey, Hei Yang's is yours, and this is mine..."

"What's yours and mine..."

Hei Yang cleaned up the scene, looked at Hong Li's blanket spread on the grass, and gently sat next to her.

Hei Yang said casually: "What difference do we have between you and me? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. This is called inseparable..."

"Well said!"

Hong Li nodded heavily and said quickly: "Tomorrow it will be my turn to wash the dishes again. According to the great theory of "what's mine is yours", I will leave my task of washing the dishes to you!"

"Climb, climb, climb!"

Hei Yang snorted and counterattacked: "Then keep formulating, what's mine is yours, this mission is yours again, keep working hard!"

"Huh?"

Hongli tilted her head, gritted her teeth in anger and said, "Then I'll try again!"

"I'll do it again!"

"I'll do it again!"

"I..."

"Childish or not, why don't you rebound?"

"Bounce!"

"Grass!"

"Children are not allowed to say dirty words."

Hei Yang put his hands on his hips and lectured.

"You're just a kid, sister, I've already become a dirty adult."

Hong Li snorted, and suddenly thought of something, Digu said: "But if we wash the dishes tomorrow, we may not be able to go home tomorrow. We might be able to eat a few meals before going home, and then we don't have to wash the dishes afterward."

Bowl, does that mean I’m always on vacation?”

"You reminded me just by saying this."

Hei Yang looked solemn and said solemnly: "Originally, I thought that anything would be fine, just do whatever you want.

But now, I will tell you all to go home tomorrow, have a happy and joyful dinner, and eat at our house, using our bowls!

It’s rare for you, Xiaoli, to be so leisurely and elegant, so I must help you, right?”

"Are you a dog?"

Angry and angry, Hongli kicked Hei Yang in the side, sighed, lay down gently, and looked at the sky.

"I'm a little tired today, so I should go to bed early because..."

"Third uncle is preparing a house for us."

Hei Yang reminded.

"Oh, that's not important, I'll just fall asleep and talk..."

On the blanket, Hongli lay next to Heiyang and closed her eyes peacefully.

"Whenever you go to sleep, why don't you just carry me into the house? Uh-huh..."

Hongli yawned.

"Okay, okay, no more words, go to bed, good night, Heiyang husband..."

"Xiaoli, you..."

Halfway through Hei Yang's words, Hong Li fell into coma, and a row of black lines streaked across his head.

Sighing, he took out a quilt and covered her with it.

Hei Yang sat next to Hong Li, caressing her little head, looking at the faint smile on her face, he couldn't help but smile too.

"Good night and sweet dreams, Xiaoli."

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