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Chapter 202 Obsessed with the Storybook

 Hearing this, Miao Miao immediately made two noises and yelled: "Don't let them take advantage of you. Jiaojiao, you must not be exposed. These humans are greedy to death. If you let them know that you can find precious herbs,

, maybe they will tie you up to look for medicinal materials every day."

"Also, even if your uncle and second uncle are busy doing business, no matter how busy they are, they all have time to rest. Why don't you come to help your family? This place is not far away. If you really miss your family, I can inquire about it casually.

I can tell you that when I first came to your home, it was the first time I saw a poor family like yours..."

Miaomiao was complaining, and Jiaojiao was a little angry, but in an instant she felt it was not worth it.

Anyway, she only cares about her parents, brothers and sisters, and other people are not important to her at all.

If they are obedient and their parents don't care, then that's fine.

If they dare to have other thoughts and make their parents unhappy, she will naturally have a way to deal with them.

After playing with Miaomiao for a while, Jiaojiao slipped into the space.

The bird is sleeping by the stream. The sleeping basket in the attic has been taken out, and there is a large conch next to the basket.

Jiaojiao walked over with a light step. The bird was sleeping soundly. The mouth of the large conch was right next to its head. It must have fallen asleep listening to the sound.

Jiaojiao carefully held the conch back, otherwise it would be bad for her ears to listen to it after falling asleep.

Ah Que must have just fallen asleep, so he slept very deeply.

Jiaojiao went to the black soil to see the planting situation.

The fruit trees are growing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. Now the branches and leaves have grown very lush. The medicinal materials near the fruit trees are also green. You can't tell that they are dry medicinal materials at all. They are as fresh and tender as growing from the ground.

What Jiaojiao pays most attention to is the purple Ganoderma lucidum. The original small flowers at the root of the purple Ganoderma lucidum have grown up and are now the size of a big baby's palm. In addition, the roots of the purple Ganoderma are densely packed and there are some small flowers.

buds.

It's very tender, as if it's just been taken out, and it's quite fun to look at.

Jiaojiao once saw her mother using a hoe to remove the overcrowded seedlings, because too many roots in one pit will cause the whole plant to grow poorly. It is better to remove some, and the remaining ones will grow more vigorously.

Jiaojiao also ran to the attic to get some small shovel tools, and then slowly and carefully picked off the buds.

Purple Ganoderma was hard to come by, so Jiaojiao couldn't bear to throw it away, so she scattered it in the ground next to the fruit trees. The fruit trees were watered several times a day, and maybe some wild Ganoderma could grow out.

Even if it doesn’t grow, it’s time to fertilize the fruit tree.

After finishing the work at hand, Jiaojiao went to the stream to wash her hands. After handling more fish, she quickly loaded two buckets with a net, closed her eyes and left the space first, and came to the backyard alone.

At the edge of the pond, she entered the space again, touched the bucket with her hands, closed her eyes, and exited the space, then poured all the fish into it.

This was repeated several times, and four or five buckets of fish were poured in tonight. Jiaojiao wiped the sweat from her forehead and felt her hands were a little sore.

But there is no other way. The stream water cannot be brought in. My sister and my brother have to change the water every day. Besides red carp, there are also some grass carp that my sister caught in the past. Although the food is almost the same now, it is inevitable that there will be so much mixed with

Yes.

There are other green plants growing in the pond, as well as lotus. The stream water has the effect of repairing and nourishing. If the stream water is really put in, who knows what huge things those things will grow into.

I can only wait until some time later to go to a big town, and then buy some convenient tools to use it, and it will be easier.

~

After finishing her work, Jiaojiao did not go back to the house to sleep, but returned to the space again.

Now that her aura has been fully restored, she naturally does not need to practice any more. Thinking of the book she read last time, her delicate eyes sparkle.

The human beings who write the storybooks are really smart. They can bring together monsters and monsters, which makes people want to read and cry. It's very interesting.

Thinking about it, Jiaojiao went to the attic to collect a lot of books, and prepared to go back to the room on the second floor to read slowly.

She changed into a comfortable Tencel nightgown, and then put down her buns. Her black hair was slightly curly, hanging casually on her shoulders. Her skin was white, and her black and white eyes were big and moist. She looked like

What a doll.

Jiaojiao randomly picked out two books, then lay down on the soft big bed, and fell into deep thought while reading the titles of these two books.

Food fast.

Flower Picking Robbery.

Hmm...which one are you looking at?

Food fast?

The last word is exactly the same as that of Yi Zhai, food... Is it a story about monsters eating food?

And this flower-picking thief, why would a thief who steals other people’s things pick flowers? Could it be that he meets his beloved and wants to pick flowers to give to her?

After thinking about it, the first book was a bit scary about eating people, but Jiaojiao opened the second book out of curiosity.

It begins with: On a dark and windy night in Gaozhuang, a woman's scream suddenly came from a dozen houses in Gaozhuang.

Jiaojiao continued reading curiously. They were all written in vernacular, with many spoken words, and she could roughly recognize the words in the book.

"This lady is so shy..."

"Hey, she's going to hang herself..."

"This gangster is so bad..."

In addition to the coquettish murmurings in the room, there was also the sound of turning pages of books.

I don’t know how long it took, but Jiaojiao rubbed her tanned and sleepy eyes, and then she discovered that there was a furry dumpling next to her.

Jiaojiao touched the soft fur on the stage and asked with a smile: "Well, why did you become a round rabbit?"

"Master~ I just took a bath and it was a bit cold, so I turned into a fluffy rabbit to keep warm."

The bird's neck was curled up in the soft fur on its body, revealing half of its small head. The eyes were squeezed into slits due to the swelling, and the mouth was red. It was really not good-looking. The only advantage was that it was a soft ball.

The whole thing is very cute.

Ah Que looked at the booklet, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Master, Ah Que just took a look at it. It would be better for Master to read less of such erotic stories."

Although it is just a spiritual pet, it has been transformed by its owner to be more humane than ordinary spiritual pets. The feelings between people, whether good or bad, can also be felt in it.

There is only it and its owner in the space, and the owner takes it very well, and it also wants to help the owner. The owner is too young now, and the age difference marked in the book is too big, so the owner is not suitable for reading this book.

"Xiangyan? Are you talking about the time when they went to Wushan together?" Jiaojiao asked seriously.

Although Ah Que is a spiritual pet, he has feelings and naturally understands these indescribable shame. He hurriedly said: "Master, there is an age setting next to the bookshelf where every book is taken out. These are books for those over fourteen years old, so

The bird must be confiscated and put back in its original place until the owner reaches the age of fourteen."

Ah Que made a quick decision and was about to take the drawing book in his mouth.

As a result, the petite and petite hand grabbed the storybook and refused to let go.
Chapter completed!
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