After taking a nap in the afternoon, Maizi took out the rag in the morning, washed it and dried it, and then went to the garbage mountain where she had been before to pick up the garbage, rummaging through it and thinking nonsense.

Because the original owner likes to pick up garbage, he comes to pick up every day, although the home looks very simple, but there is food, and he will not pick up the garbage by himself. I still remember that after the injury healed that day, Grandma Mai kindly touched Mai's head and said, "Girl, pick up garbage in the future, don't climb too high, it's so dangerous."

The wheat was petrified at that time, and his head was directly frozen, what... Picking up trash? There was no way, Maizi had to smile and agree, "Well, grandma, I'll pay attention to it later."

It's been more than 2 months since I came to this world, and I still haven't figured out what this world is all about? It looks like the interstellar age of science fiction novels that I used to read on Earth, but Mu has domestic robots, and Mu has seen some star nets.

Grandma Mai said that the garbage mountain here was pulled from another planet, so that means that the garbage carrier spacecraft should be there, but I haven't seen it. The most advanced machine in the house is probably the nutrient extraction machine, as well as the various machines for processing parts on the grandfather's workbench, and the car that I just sat in is still autonomous, and it seems that I have come to a strange world. If you say that you are advanced, you are also advanced, and if you say that you are not advanced, you are not advanced, and you say that there is no information network for communication. Or there is a star network, but I just don't know it.

Well, or is the planet you are staying on is relatively backward, a prison star, so you don't even have the most basic facilities? Judging from the results of today's visits, this situation is still very likely. I didn't dare to ask a lot of questions in my heart, so I was afraid of revealing my stuffing, so I could only explore it slowly.

Maizi was really a little depressed when she thought of this. Turning over and sitting on the garbage heap, facing the mountains in the distance, basking in the spring sun, I feel lazy. Looking at the tender grass in the gap of the garbage, stretching his body to his heart's content.

Do you have to deal with this mountain of garbage under you in the future? Just thinking about it makes my scalp hurt. Look at your little bean figure and what you can do. Why doesn't Mao have a gold finger? Or what kind of space? reminds me of the novels I read before, even the female supporting actress has a golden finger, and she is poor and white because of Mao. Forget it, let's grow up slowly, at least after growing up and understanding the world, let's make plans, now, it's all in vain to think about anything.

Looking at the various colors of metal in front of me, I can't stop talking, it's really a waste here, so much metal is not recycled. Thinking of the jokes I made before, I really don't know what to say.

That day, Maizi picked up a white metal plate, the size of the 70 floor tiles that had been decorated in the house when he was on Earth before, and looked at Fang Zhengzheng and took it back for a long time. Unexpectedly, Grandpa Mai told her that these were leftovers from home improvement wall panels, which were useless.

Could it be that the walls of the houses here are all the same color, without puzzles? It may also be without a gap. Because from the perspective of the house built by himself, the whole wall is a color or a whole metal plate, without any pattern, smooth, and there are no gaps at all.

If the leftovers of these various metal plates were placed on the earth, those home improvement designers would definitely design them beautifully, and they would give people unexpected results. I am a person who has no aesthetics, and I can't put it down when I see these, so I secretly picked up a lot of them and saved them. Thinking about the future, slowly decorate your room. Let Grandpa Mai feel less abrupt about them. Otherwise, he suddenly said that he wanted to decorate his room, and Grandpa Mai and they would definitely think that this child was stimulated.

"Girl, you're back to take a shower" Grandma Mai's loud voice pulled Mai back from her fugue.

"Oh, got it, right away," Maizi replied loudly, standing up.

Since the last time she was injured, Grandma Mai has shouted Maizi at intervals to see if the baby is okay, so that adults will know that they are okay. When he returned home, he saw that the little bun had been washed and his hair was drying in the sun.

"Sister, wash" Xiao Baozi saw his sister, and the millet tooth leaked out and gave Maizi a big smile.

"Mai Dong, is it okay for my sister to give you a bath?" Maizi deliberately teased the little bun to talk.

"No, sister wash" Xiao Baozi pulled the toy car in his hand and said hurriedly, "The nest is washed, my sister washes".

"Hahaha" Maizi looked at Xiao Baozi's big wet eyes and looked at herself, it was really cute.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, come here, girl, I'll give you a bath," Grandma Mai said as she stood at the door of the bathroom.

Maizi hurriedly shook his head and said: "Grandma, I wash it myself, I have grown up, how can I still let my grandmother wash it, grandma, you rest."

"How old is this child, he likes to pretend to be a little big" Grandma Mai looked at the little bean in front of her with a smile, "Okay, you wash it yourself, grandma is watching from the side."

"Milk, no, I can really do it myself, you don't have to watch from the side, you just look at the wheat winter." Maizi walked up to Grandma, pulled up Grandma's rough palm, pulled Grandma Mai to sit next to the little bun, and let Grandma Mai look at the little bun.

"Okay, good, the girl washes herself," Grandma Mai gave in with a smile. Watching Maizi go to the bath by herself, she sighed in her heart: Girl, it's good to grow up and be sensible, thinking that I will tell my son tomorrow, so that my son will be happy and happy.

Maizi soaked in the bath, thinking about what to do after meeting Cheap Daddy tomorrow? I'm a copycat, shouldn't I learn from the TV I used to watch when I meet? The touching scene of Shenma's parent-child meeting, I think it was a lot of tears that deceived me at the beginning.

No way! What if I can't cry? It was a prison visit, a very serious scene, I couldn't make myself laugh... I don't even think about the consequences. I don't know what kind of person Papa Mai is? Fierce? Gee... If Daddy Mai finds out that he is not the original goods, he will die a miserable death, right?! Vegetarian will die a miserable death! Yes! What to do tomorrow?

'Puff pop' The wheat fluttered weakly in the water, and I didn't think of a good way. Or tomorrow it depends? Talk less first, and if you talk too much, it's easy to show your stuffing.

'Hulala' Maizi raised his head in the water, rubbed his face with both hands a few times, and the boat was naturally straight to the bridge, so he did it! Why does Mao feel like a guillotine?

What kind of person is Papa Mak? I don't know how the original owner got along with his family? Why don't you have the memory of the original owner in your hairy head? Even a little bit is fine. Hmph~ Let's wash it white'

Maizi looked at the dry little body and pouted in disgust. Is the hair body also a wheat skin color? I remember that there are many people whose faces are not white, but their bodies are white, and at least they have a little capital, and she has no capital at all~

"Let's slap Mai's ass was slapped "and said that he could wash it, it turned out to be playing with water, look at the ground is all over, naughty~" Grandma Mai came to the hand and slapped the wheat in the water. Where is the crack in the ground? I urgently need it! Please close your eyes when you see it.