"Why is this kid disobedient, why are you still playing with dragonflies?

Song Chunan noticed the abnormality on the girl's side, scolded him a little sharply, strode over, and directly waved his hand to drive away the poor dragonfly that fell into the clutches of the girl.

Song Ci smiled and didn't explain much.

No one will believe that kind of strange thing, right? It is very likely that it is just a coincidence, and she has over-interpreted it.

Song Chunan was not angry, and after patiently educating him, he would forget it. The girl is still young, and she should be naughty.

"Did you find any treasures?"

After walking for more than an hour, Song Chunan felt a little tired.

Mainly those fruits, although sweet and sour, refreshing and juicy, but also appetizing and diuretic.

After letting go of the water twice, Comrade Song Chunan felt that his stomach was half empty, so he wanted to go home and find something to make up for it.

"Nope. ”

Song Ci was not disappointed.

Heaven and earth treasures are not common, and if you can meet it once, you will be lucky, how can you still see the sky and pick it up?

Song Ci really wanted to go up the mountain to pick up the leak, but there was no way to do it.

Ever since she returned from fighting the disaster in the south, she felt that her mental strength seemed to have reached a state of relative saturation, and she had not advanced an inch for many days.

When she saw the eight-character letter, she was touched in a trance, as if she had touched the threshold of breaking through the promotion, but there was always a trace of it.

But she had no clue what was wrong.

Now that she has figured out some tricks about the use of mental power, it is the time to have fun, and of course she refuses to stop there.

After all attempts failed, Song Ci hit the idea on the treasure hunt.

To be precise, he wanted to copy the path of the last spiritual power breakthrough and use external force to help himself.

But it's still that sentence, it's rare to find a treasure of heaven and earth, and it's impossible to find it in a hurry.

Songjiazhuang was almost ploughed by her with mental power, and she also searched carefully on the way to school and the commune primary school, but still found nothing. Lele Literature

This was not true, but she had accidentally found several places where gold, silver and jewels were buried, but unfortunately it did not help her.

Song Ci didn't have much interest in these treasures.

One is that they feel that these are obviously artificially hidden, and they are definitely not ownerless things, and they cannot be stolen without authorization;

Second, it's because she came from the end of the world, which created her somewhat deviated values.

To put it simply, in the eyes of Song Ci, the value of these gold and silver things is probably about the same as useless stones on the side of the road.

"Then let's go back. If you rest again, shouldn't you go to the pig again? Finish your work early, go home early to rest, save yourself from staying up late with the stars and the moon, and don't forget that you still have to do your homework. ”

Song Chunan couldn't see her daughter's lost little appearance, rubbed her little brain, and rode back.

Writing homework?

Song Ci came back to his senses in horror, and then remembered that he tried to treat pigs for the first time yesterday, but he was inexperienced, and he slept at home when he was tired, and forgot to write his homework!

As the old saying goes, if you don't practice your hands and feet slowly for one day, you lose half of them if you don't practice for two days, you don't practice laymanship for three days, and you don't practice staring for four days.

She didn't have to rush back to her homework!

Song Ci hugged her father's thin waist tightly, saving herself from being turned upside down without paying attention, this road is really not smooth.

If her mental power is strong to a certain extent, will she be able to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and if she goes down with one thought, she will be able to turn the moat into a thoroughfare?

This is very good!

Song Ci imagined it, and Meidele sounded.

"What kind of dreams are you having? Don't wipe saliva on my clothes. ”

Song Chun'an, who was riding carefully in front of him, said without looking back.

Song Ci smiled, ignored his father's ridicule of her daydreaming, and asked in a good mood:

"Dad, do you want to get a rabbit to eat?"

Song Chun'an's position was not as firm as before, his long legs were on the ground, and he looked forward to see that no one was paying attention, and replied in a low voice:

"Come on fat!"