After the light on the five little buns was gone, they happily came to Zhuang Moxiang and Gu Yiyi.

Rao is the most calm boss, and Mo Jinhuang couldn't help but show it.

As soon as the little hand stretched out, a large crystal clear water droplet the size of a quail egg appeared in the palm of the hand, which was "transported" from the Five Flavors Spring.

The drop then turned into a drop of ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little boy's eyes flashed with red lips and white teeth, and he tiptoed to hold the ice bead in front of Gu Yiyi.

Gu Yiyi took the ice beads, and the smooth and mirror-like surface reflected her smiling face, and the joy and satisfaction were all in sight!

Although Gu Yiyi is usually strict with the five little buns, she never hesitates to praise their progress: "Xiaohuang, awesome!"

A smile appeared on the little boy's raised face: "Mom, Dad, I will continue to work hard!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hanging left hand in front of Zhuang Moxiang, which was a small metal jumping frog that he put in his pocket before entering the space.

Mo Jinhuang put his right hand on his left hand, rubbed it a few times, and when he took his right hand down, a miniature version of the military thorn suddenly appeared.

Zhuang Moxiang will not be smiling in front of his children, he will take the children to play at home as long as he does not have a task, and teach them some knowledge and skills in the process of playing, he is a very qualified father.

He took the thorn from Xiaojun, leaned down, and touched the top of his eldest son's head with his hand: "Okay, there is no end to learning!"

"Your new talent will make you more effective in crafting traps and artifacts in the future!"

Although Mo Jinhuang was excited, he still took a few steps back, making room for his younger brother and sister behind him to show their skills.

The five little buns have never fought with each other since they were one year old, and they have never been polite, and they have acquiesced to this rule of sorting by size.

The second Mo Jinhui took three steps forward with the corners of his mouth curled, and then stretched out his arms and pulled slowly.

Gu Yiyi felt a breeze blowing on her face, and after a few breaths, the wind increased, blowing her hair.

Then, the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing waves on the surface of the small lake, and the trees that had grown on the hill swayed from side to side, and the precious medicinal herbs in the medicine field did not move at all.

Gu Yiyi smiled, the second son knew the preciousness of medicinal materials, so he let the wind avoid them.

After a few sounds of "pop, pop, pop", the fish in the small lake were swept up by the wind and eight fell in front of them: "Dad, Mom, let's eat fish today." ”

Gu Yiyi immediately responded: "Okay, let's eat these fish caught by Xiaohui in a while, it's awesome!"

Mo Jinhui hid his joy in his warm smile: "It's still far away, I will continue to improve, and I can urge the wind without any action in the future." ”

Zhuang Moxiang knew that the second son's previous talents were strength and speed, but now that he has more wind, it is simply like a tiger with wings: "Good, humility makes people progress!"

As a father, he never favors one over the other, and touches the top of his second son's head lovingly.

Gu Yiyi suddenly raised her eyes to look at the medicine field, pointed to the medicine seedlings that had grown significantly taller, and Zhuang Moxiang also looked over.

Mo Jinhui raised his white little face, blinked his dark eyes mischievously, and then retreated to his brother's side.

The third Mo Jinyu saw that it was finally her turn, and trotted a few steps to stand in front of Zhuang Moxiang and Gu Yiyi.

As soon as the little feet were stomped and the little hands were stretched, the two hands grabbed two lumps of dirt.