"Sister Qing's silkworms are really well raised, not as big and fat as Sister Yun's silkworms, and there are so many silkworms that she spits out. Unlike our baby, who eats so many green mulberry leaves, he only spits a little silk. I'm going to be laughed to death by everyone when I look back. ”

The soft silkworms walked side by side, discussing the matter of the silk spinning conference, thinking of the incompetence of their own silkworms, and couldn't help but shake a few times in annoyance.

It's no wonder she is so angry, you must know that the silk spinning conference is a competition on the surface, but secretly it is a test of personal silkworm raising methods.

It's about the reputation of the girl's family.

If in the future, if your in-laws care about their own means of raising silkworms and weaving, but the silkworms raised by themselves will not spin silk, how can people look down on you.

So, Rou thought, when I go back, I must teach this guy a good lesson, it's okay to always go out to play on weekdays, but if you don't spit silk, then its good days will come to an end. The silkworm called the baby didn't know what her next dark life was, and kept looking at Mi Gu, shaking her ass to please her.

It's a pity that Rice Valley doesn't bird it at all.

"I've been with you a long time ago, don't indulge it too much, you see what it's like now, you deserve it. The silkworm said unceremoniously beside him.

"Well, forget it, not it. I heard my sister want to turn her silkworm into a butterfly, is it true?"

"Well, Sister Qing did go to her mother to ask her mother how to turn into a butterfly. ”

"Why do you want to turn into butterflies? It's so difficult, I heard that some silkworms will die. ”

"Sister Qing originally raised a spirit silkworm that was meant to turn into a butterfly, unlike you, who raised silkworms, but she couldn't spin silkworms. The silkworm stabbed the silkworm again. In the eyes of the young girl of the green mulberry department, there was no difference between the little silk it spit out and the lack of vomit.

Rou is even more dissatisfied with her own silkworms, and it is estimated that there will be no good results when she goes back.

After so many days in the Qingsang Department, Gongliang also learned some things.

The silkworms of the green mulberry department are generally divided into two kinds, one is the silkworm that is specially raised to spin silk, and the other is the spirit silkworm that can turn into a butterfly.

It's just that this kind of butterfly-turning silkworm is very demanding, requiring the spirit silkworm and the owner to reach the realm of heart-to-heart and human-silkworm unity.

Otherwise, when the spirit silkworm cocoons into a butterfly, some spirit silkworms will fall into a permanent sleep because of exhaustion of energy, that is, death. At this time, it is necessary for the owner to awaken it through the telepathy between each other. Otherwise, if it is death, the master's state of mind will be broken. Although this damage will be slowly healed in the years to come, it will eventually leave a mark.

In the future, this trace may be awakened.

If it is against the enemy, it is undoubtedly a very fatal thing.

According to the spirit silkworm, when the butterfly is transformed, it also needs to sink into a state of complete tranquility without self and nothing, and cannot be disturbed in the slightest.

Therefore, when the people of the Qingsang Department turn into butterflies, they will choose a secret place, so that Gongliang has not seen anyone turn into butterflies for so long since he came to the Qingsang Department. I don't need to turn into a butterfly, I haven't even seen the shadow of a butterfly.

It was raining today, and the paraffin did not go out to hunt, so he had lunch with them.

The silkworm lady's family has always been around the whole family for dinner, which is very lively. It's just that Gongliang has been in the Qingsang Department for so long, and he hasn't seen their elders, so it is estimated that he is no longer there.

The silkworm lady is worthy of being a person who has been to Dongtu, and the dishes she makes are not the most common roasting and boiling in the Great Wilderness tribe, but a variety of dishes made by frying, stir-frying, frying and so on, and Gongliang has a great appetite. Mi Gu sat next to him, scooping the rice little by little with a spoon, and pointed at whatever she wanted to eat, and Gongliang would naturally clip it for her.

I have to do this thing as a freak.

Not long ago, I was still in the infant age of ignorance and crawling everywhere, and it didn't take long for my intelligence to reach the level of an ordinary child who was three or four years old.

The guy eats very cutely, just like a squirrel, with a mouth full of rice, chewing with a mouthful, but his eyes are still looking around, how funny he is.

After eating a few bites of rice, she scooped the soup from a bowl of soup next to her and drank it, and she didn't know what to remember, and suddenly spit out the soup in her mouth.

Gongliang tapped her forehead with chopsticks and said, "If you don't drink soup well, what are you weird?"

Mi Gu croaked and screamed confidently, even learning how to spin silk from a big fat worm!

Gongliang sensed her nonsense, and immediately said angrily: "People are silkworms, you are human, what kind of silk do you spit out, hurry up and eat." ”

Mi Gu tilted his head and thought about it, feeling the same, but then he chattered proudly, Baba, occasionally not spitting, but occasionally spitting.

"Eat quickly. "Gongliang is too lazy to pay attention to this, what is there to show off by spitting.

Seeing their interaction, the silkworm lady's family smiled slightly beside them.

Mi Gu has the identity of eating at the table, and the round ball and the chicken obviously do not, so they can only eat the food given to them by Gongliang in a steel basin on the side.

After eating, Gongliang asked the silkworm to take her to the umbrella man's house, and asked others to help make a few umbrellas. The umbrellas he asked for were two meters long and could cover the whole body, and some were fifty centimeters long, which was requested by Mi Gu. I watched it from the side and wanted it. Gongliang couldn't help but keep screaming, and made a handful for it. The chicken obviously doesn't need it, and it doesn't have hands, how to take it.

In addition to umbrellas, he also asked people to help make a few soft gauze tents.

Now that the weather is getting hotter, it is undoubtedly cooler to use a gauze tent than a tent of animal skins.

Make an umbrella, Gongliang gave people a bag of good three-color rice. The family liked it very much, this thing was rare in the Great Wilderness, and they had only seen it, but never eaten it.

After two days, the rain stopped. After two days of fine weather, Gongliang went to say goodbye to the silkworm lady.

"I am grateful to have been taken care of by the patriarch these days, this is a little bit of my son's heart, please accept it. ”

Gongliang respectfully held a treasure bag containing three-color rice seeds and three-color rice.

The silkworm lady was not polite, opened it directly, and nodded after reading it: "Since it is a rice seed, then I will accept it." ”

Then, she also took out a bag from her arms and said, "This is the storage bag I brought back from the Dongtu Sect, it has some space in it like the treasure bag, but it can avoid the weight of the things inside." Unlike the treasure bag, it can only be lightened a little. You're walking outside, and this is just the right fit. It also contains some green mulberry wine and green mulberry fruit produced by my green mulberry department, and there are also a few clothes I made for this guy Migu, and you usually change it a little often. ”

Gongliang hurriedly thanked him, thought about it, and said, "Can the patriarch give me some green mulberry tree seeds, I want to grow some green mulberry fruits to eat." ”

"Absolutely, it's not a rare thing. ”

The silkworm lady turned around and went back to the house and took out a jade box, which contained a green mulberry fruit of about half a meter.

"This is filled with the green mulberry fruit that fell from the Qingsang Ancestral God, as long as it is planted directly. But you have to remember that if it is not a place full of spiritual energy, the green mulberry tree will fade into a mortal seed after planting it for a long time. (To be continued.) )

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