Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building Chapter 202

  Chapter 202 Obsessed with storybooks

Hearing this, Miaomiao yelled twice, and yelled: "You can't let them take advantage of you, Jiaojiao, you must not expose it, these people are greedy to death, if you let them know that you can find precious herbs, Maybe they tied you up to look for medicinal materials every day."

"Also, even if your uncle and second uncle are busy with business, no matter how busy they are, they have time to rest. Why don't you come to rescue your family? This place is not far away. If you really think about your family, you can just ask about it." I can find out, I think when I first came to your house, it was the first time I saw such a poor family as you..."

   Miaomiao complained there, Jiaojiao was also a little angry when she heard it, but in an instant she felt that it was not worth it.

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

  If they are obedient and their parents don't care about it, that's all.

  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.

  A bird is sleeping on the edge of the stream. Its sleeping basket in the attic has been taken out, and there is a large conch next to the basket.

  Jiaojiao walked over at a light pace, and Ah Que fell asleep, with a large conch mouth next to its head, probably fell asleep listening to the sound.

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

   Aque must have just fallen asleep, so she slept very deeply.

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

  The fruit tree grows at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, the branches and leaves have grown very lush, and the medicinal materials near the fruit tree are all green, and it can't be seen that they are dry medicinal materials at all, as fresh and fresh as they grow from the ground.

And Jiaojiao is most concerned about the purple Ganoderma lucidum. The small flowers at the root of that purple Ganoderma lucidum have grown up, and now they are the size of a big baby's palm. buds.

  It is very immature, as if it has just been drawn out, and it is quite fun to look tender.

  Jiaojiao has seen mother use a **** to remove excess crowded seedlings, because too many roots in a pit will cause the whole to grow badly, it is better to remove some, and the rest will grow vigorously.

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

  Purple Ganoderma lucidum was hard to come by, and Jiaojiao was reluctant to throw it away, so she scattered it in the land next to the fruit tree. The fruit tree was watered several times a day, and maybe some wild Ganoderma lucidum could grow.

  Even if it doesn't grow, it should be fertilized to the fruit tree.

After finishing the work in hand, Jiaojiao went to the stream to wash her hands. There were more fishes to deal with, so she quickly filled two buckets with a net, closed her eyes and went out of the space first, and came to the backyard by herself. By the pond, she entered the space again, touched the bucket with her hands and closed her eyes, and went out of the space, then poured all the fish into it.

   Repeated this several times, four or five buckets of fish were poured in tonight, Jiaojiao wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling a little sore.

But there is no other way, and the stream water cannot be changed in. My sister and brother have to change the water every day, and in addition to the red fish in the water, there are also some grass carp that my sister caught before. Have.

   There are other green plants growing in the pool, 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 kind of giants those things will grow into.

   I can only wait for a while to go to the big town, and then buy some convenient tools to make it easier.

   After finishing her work, Jiaojiao didn't go back to her room to fall asleep, but returned to the space again.

   Now that the aura has fully recovered, she naturally doesn't need to practice anymore. Thinking of the chapter book she read last time, Jiaojiao's eyes sparkle.

  The human beings who wrote the storybooks are really smart. They can bring together monsters, ghosts, ghosts and people. It is very interesting to watch, crying and laughing for a while, very interesting.

  Thinking, Jiaojiao went to the attic to search for a lot of books, and went back to the room on the second floor to read slowly.

She changed into a comfortable tencel nightgown, and then put down the tied buns. Her black hair was slightly curly, and she casually draped over her shoulders. Her skin was snow-white, and her black and white eyes were big and moist. She looked like What a doll.

  Jiaojiao picked up two books at random, then lay down on the big soft bed, reading the titles of these two books and fell into deep thought.

   Eat fast.

  The case of the flower picker.

  Hmm... Which one should I read?

  Food vegetarian?

  The last word is exactly the same as that of Yizhai. Food... Is it a story about demons and ghosts eating food?

   There is also this thief who picks flowers. Why does a thief who steals other people pick flowers? Could it be that he met his beloved and wanted to pick flowers for her?

  After much deliberation, the first book of cannibalism was a little scary, but Jiaojiao curiously opened the second book.

  The beginning is: On a dark and windy night, a woman's scream suddenly came from a dozen households in Gaozhuang.

  Jiaojiao continued to read curiously. They were all in vernacular, with a lot of spoken language, and she could roughly recognize the words in the book.

   "This lady is ashamed of the moon..."

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

   "This gangster is too bad..."

  In addition to murmuring delicately in the room, there is also the sound of flipping the pages of the book.

   I don't know how long it took, Jiaojiao rubbed her sleepy eyes, only to find a fluffy ball next to her.

   Jiaojiao stroked the soft hair on the stage, and asked with a smile: "Well, how did you become a round rabbit?"

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

A bird's neck is tucked into the soft fur on its body, revealing half of its small head, its eyes are squeezed into a slit because of its bloat, its mouth is red, it's really ugly, the only thing that wins is its soft mass, The whole is very cute.

   Aque looked at the brochure, hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, Aque just glanced at it a moment ago. It's better for the master to read less of such eclectic 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 be felt on it.

  There are 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 there is too much age difference according to the book. The owner is not suitable for reading this book.

   "Xiangyan? Did Aque mean when they went to Wushan together?" Jiaojiao asked solemnly.

Although Ah Que is a spiritual pet, it naturally understands these indescribable shames if it has feelings. It hastily said: "Master, there is an age setting next to the shelf where each book is taken out. These are books over fourteen years old, so A bird will be confiscated and put back in its original place, we will wait for the master to turn 14 before looking at it."

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

   As a result, the petite and petite hand grabbed the storybook and did not let go.

  She has just watched half of it, and hasn't watched the second half yet.

  (end of this chapter)

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