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

Chapter 32: Taking the egg

In the woods,

After Liu Zhihua hugged her daughter to ease her hands, she asked Jiaojiao to wait by the side, and she was also a little anxious to urinate.

While waiting for his mother, Jiaojiao suddenly felt something rolling towards his feet, he looked down with wet eyes in bewilderment.

Next to the shoe was a gray egg, which was about the same size as an egg. Maybe because of the rain, these eggs are covered in soil. Thinking of the delicious sugar egg, Jiaojiao reached out to pick it up while standing up.

The next instant, a pure aura shot out from within the egg shell.

Jiaojiao blinked his eyes, holding the egg in disbelief, this egg had a gentle aura.

He tried to wrap the egg with his small hand to absorb the spiritual energy, but he did not want to hear the sound of hair exploding in the next second.

"Hey, if you smoke again, I'll die completely!"

Jiaojiao was surprised when he heard this, and looked back to see that there was no one beside him, so he set his eyes on this egg.

Is this the egg that just spoke?

He looked towards his mother, and asked in a soft voice: "And, are you talking?"

"Of course it's me, I'm a little human, I'm telling you, I'm the reincarnation of ****Meong in the sky, but I don't want to get in trouble here. Seeing you have the fate of fairies, that's why I'm looking for you."

This was clearly a small, small and dirty egg, but it was filled with a mature and extremely arrogant voice.

Jiaojiao heard it and blinked, what was it like***Dewa Meong?

Poked the egg with her fleshy fingers, and gently asked: "Then for what you want me ~"

"Little man, you really touch me, I'm so dizzy, don't shake ..."

Jiaojiao heard it, held it obediently and did not dare to move, and exclaimed hesitantly: "Eggy?"

"I'm not called Eggy Meow! Little man, remember, I am the strongest white meow god."

"Jiaojiao, who are you talking to?"

After releasing the ties of his hands, Liu Zhihua walked over, and looked around curiously.

There was no one around here, with whom did Jiaojiao talk just now?

Jiaojiao smiled sweetly, showed the egg in her hand to her mother, thought for a moment and explained: "Mom, I picked up the egg, and I just talked about it ~"

This egg might have been ripe, so it was better not to scare her mother.

"So I said it myself." Liu Zhihua smiled and heaved a sigh of relief, then looked at the gloomy egg and the delicate little hand that was rubbed dirty.

Liu Zhihua carried his daughter and said with a hint of disdain: "Honey, this egg is very long, the inside has already broken, and it will soon be gone. There's so many eggs in the house that it's enough for you to eat."

Jiaojiao had not spoken, the egg that claimed to be meowing became anxious, and hurriedly said loudly: "No, no, little man, you must not lose me."

The egg had been waiting here for an entire month before meeting a little human who had such an aura. He can only communicate with her now. If he lost this chance, he could only wait here to die.

i see! This little man should not be left alone.

And finished speaking, Jiaojiao subconsciously looked at her mother.

Bai Miaomiao was unable to see Jiaojiao's reply, and she was even more anxious in her heart, so she reluctantly let out a bit of spiritual energy.

Then he was flattered and said: "Little man, as long as you take me home and make offerings to me, when I recover my true body, he said, I will give you countless golden and silver treasures as well as spiritual energy, okay?"

Jiaojiao was not interested in gold, silver, and jewelry, but in the aura of this egg. If he could absorb some of it from time to time, wouldn't it be able to recover his aura immediately.

Based on this consideration, he acted like a baby and said to his mother, "Mother, I love this egg."

While talking, he took out the handkerchief on his chest with his small hand, wrapped the egg and put it in his pocket, then patted it lovingly.

Liu Zhihua shook his head and smiled as he saw this, "Save it if you like it." Maybe Jiaojiao threw it away after playing on the street.

Back in the car, Xiao Li and Erya were still sound asleep, and Wang Zhuangzhi was also a little sleepy as he woke up early.

Liu Zhihua opened the curtains and looked at the sky outside. Although there is no sun, the sky looks bright and it should not rain anytime soon.

He took out a pouch of water to feed Jiaojiao saliva, then hugged someone and patted him to sleep. He had only made half of the journey, and it was expected that he would be able to return to the village after a short nap.

The egg did not move. Jiaojiao was not too sleepy, but he could not support the carriage and swayed, and his eyelids quickly closed back.

...

Wake up again, please,

Jiaojiao opened his eyes, and looked at the familiar mud house. He wakes up sleepy, and then realizes he's back home.

Her older sister and younger brother were fast asleep beside her. Jiaojiao woke up lightly, and she could hear her parents in the courtyard seeming to be making something with spades, as well as whispering.

"Since you returned from the city today, you are unhappy, but because Liu'er hurt Jiaojiao?"

Wang Zhuangzhi sighed, "Of course I'm not happy about hurting Jiaojiao, but I hate myself for being worthless and not letting you mother and son live a good life."

Liu Zhihua replied: "What is this name? You're not that lazy. In the past few years, you have had to face the beasts when you left early and came home late. I can see what you've done for this family. Take it easy, our family is not a person who has committed heinous crimes, so I don't believe that God doesn't care about us."

Jiaojiao came down from the hole, walked to the door and stuck out his head, looking at the chaos in the courtyard. Her parents were cleaning the yard, so she didn't come out to add to the mess.

On the page,

Liu Zhihua was wearing a flower-patterned cloth wrapped around his head, and he was holding a shovel to shovel the earth from a wooden basket to hoard a puddle in the courtyard.

During this rain, the yellow muddy water flowing from the house has no place to flow, and the collected water accumulates in the yard. They finally cleaned the water out, dug up a few baskets of dry soil in the dirt hole behind the house, and sprinkled them on the dry land earlier.

Wang Zhuangzhi also worked hard, but there was still worry in his brows.

Liu Zhihua saw the chaos in the courtyard, and knew what the head of the house was thinking. Anyone who came home would feel sad upon seeing the mess. Yesterday, I met Yingniang's brightly dressed mother and daughter in the city. The contrast is clear, there must be a gap in my heart.

"God bless, thankfully, the yard suffered a bit of a disaster, but fortunately the hen was not caught by the weasel."

Liu Zhihua finished speaking with a smile, then said: "Head of the family, I know what you think in your heart. Big brother, a boring and honest person, can get things done, and it all depends on the recipe given by the Yingniang family. We don't have to compare ourselves to them."

It's not comparable at all. Yingniang was a woman from an underprivileged family, and her father was the owner of a large restaurant back then. Later, he offended a local official and was framed and convicted. Later, his entire family was moved to Dahe Village to suffer.

As he grew up, Yingniang was able to read and write well, and Zhou Zheng was looked upon by everyone in the nearby village. The smart old lady of the Wang family was a meticulous woman, and spent a lot of money to buy a lot of good items to propose, which was three times higher than the dowry gift from Zuojin village, so he decided on this daughter-in-law for his eldest son.