Six-Year-Old Baojiao Is Busy in Building a Kingdom

Chapter 202: Fascinated by a storybook

Hearing this, Miaomiao shouted twice, and shouted: "You can't let them take advantage of you, Jiaojiao, you mustn't expose him, these people are greedy to death, if you tell them that you can find a valuable potion, maybe they bind you to look for medicinal ingredients every day."

"Also, even though your uncle and your second uncle are busy with business, no matter how busy they are, they have time to rest. Why didn't you come to save your family? This place is not far. If you really think about your family, you can ask." I can tell you, I think when I first came to your house, this was the first time I saw such a poor family like you..."

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

After all, he only cared about his parents, brothers and sisters, others were completely unimportant to him.

If they obey and their parents don't care, that's all.

If they dared to have other thoughts and make their parents unhappy, he would naturally have a way to deal with them.

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

A bird was sleeping by the river. His sleeping basket in the attic had been removed, and there was a large conch beside the basket.

Jiaojiao walked in with light steps, and Ah Que fell asleep, with the big snail mouth next to his head, probably asleep listening to the sound.

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

Aque must have just fallen asleep, so he slept really well.

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

The fruit tree was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, its branches and leaves had grown extremely lush, and the medicinal ingredients near the fruit tree were all green, and it did not appear that it was a dry medicinal ingredient at all, either, something fresh and fresh grows from the ground.

And Jiaojiao was most concerned with the purple Ganoderma lucidum. The small flowers at the root of the purple Ganoderma lucidum had grown large, and were now the size of a large baby's palm.

It is very immature, as if it has just been pulled out, and is pleasant enough to look soft.

Jiaojiao has seen mothers use **** to remove too many seedlings, because too many roots in the hole will cause the whole to grow poorly, it is better to pluck some, because too many roots in the hole will cause the whole to grow poorly, it is better to pluck some, the rest will grow fruitfully.

Jiaojiao also ran into the attic to pick up some small shovel tools, and then slowly and carefully picked up the buds.

Purple ganoderma lucidum was hard to come by, and Jiaojiao was reluctant to throw it away, so she sprinkled it on the ground next to the fruit tree. The fruit tree was watered several times a day, and perhaps some wild Ganoderma lucidum could grow.

Even if it does not grow, it must be fertilized into a fruit tree.

After finishing the work at hand, Jiaojiao went to the river to wash his hands. There were more fish to deal with, so he quickly filled two buckets with nets, closed his eyes and walked out of the room first, and came to the backyard alone. Near the pond, he entered the room again, touched the bucket with his hands and closed his eyes, and came out of the room, then poured all the fish into it.

Repeating this several times, four or five buckets of fish were poured tonight, Jiaojiao wiped the sweat off his forehead, feeling a little pain.

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

There were other green plants growing in the pond, as well as lotuses. River water has a fixing and healthful effect. If the river water was really put in, who knew what kind of giant creature would grow.

I could only wait a few moments to go to the big city, and then buy some convenient tools to make it easier.

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After finishing his work, Jiaojiao did not return to his room to sleep, but returned to space again.

Now that his aura had fully recovered, he naturally did not need to train anymore. Thinking of the chapter book he read last time, Jiaojiao's eyes sparkled.

The man who wrote the storybook was really smart. They can unite monsters, ghosts, ghosts, and humans. Very interesting to watch, crying and laughing for a while, very interesting.

He changed into a comfortable tencel nightgown, and then put down the tied bun. His black hair was slightly curly, and he casually draped his shoulders. His skin was as white as snow, and his black and white eyes were large and moist. He looks like a puppet.

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

Eat fast.

Flower picker case.

Hm... Which one should I read?

Vegetarian food?

The last word is exactly the same as Yizhai. Meals... Is this a story about demons and ghosts eating food?

There are also thieves who pick flowers. Why would a thief who steals someone else pick a flower? Could it be that she met her lover and wanted to pick flowers for him?

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

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

Jiaojiao continued to read curiously. Everything was in the regional language, with a lot of spoken language, and he could roughly recognize the words in the book.

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

"Hey, he's gonna hang himself..."

"This gangster is too bad..."

In addition to the subtle muttering in the room, there was also the sound of flipping through the pages of the book.

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

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

"Master ~ I just took a shower and it's kind of cold, so I turned into a gentle bunny to keep warm."

The bird's neck was tucked in the soft feathers on its body, revealing half of its small head, its eyes were pinched with bloating, its mouth was red, it was ugly, the only thing that won was its soft mass, the whole thing was very cute.

Aque looked at the brochure, hesitated for a moment and said: "Master, Aque just glanced at it a moment ago. It is better for Master not to read too many such eclectic stories."

Although it is only a spiritual pet, it has been transformed by its owner into more humane than ordinary spiritual pets. Feelings among humans, good or bad, can be felt in them.

There was only him and his owner in the room, and the owner received him very well, and he also wanted to help the owner. The owner is too young now, and there is too much of an age difference according to the book. The owner is not fit to read this book.

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

Although Ah Que is a spiritual pet, he naturally understands this indescribable shame if he has feelings. He hurriedly said: "Master, there is an age setting next to the shelf where each book is issued. These are books that are over fourteen years old, so a bird will be confiscated and returned to its original place, we will wait for its master to be 14 years old before seeing it."

Ah Que took a quick decision and was about to hold the picture book in his mouth.

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

He had just watched the half part, and had yet to watch the second part.