"Good, good!" Mu Qinghuai is a bit poor in words, and he has studied for a few years in vain, but he can't say a good word when his feelings fluctuate, and he is excited.

Mu Qinghuai felt like a dream today, until he returned to the school at night, and someone in the classmate who was still studying at night was pleasantly surprised to find the rattan basket packaging of Xiangshuyuan's exclusive persimmon cake, and pounced on him with a 'whoop' and snatched the pastry in his hand.

"Delicious, delicious!"

"Mu Qinghuai, have you made a fortune?"

"Oops! What is this, like a puppy? And the little pig, hahaha~~~ It's so fun, and there are flower ......"

"Wow! It's beautiful and delicious! ”

The classmates in the other room in the courtyard heard the movement and came over.

Even a few rich children who used to look at people with their chin tilted up in the past were full of surprise when they saw rattan baskets and pastries.

Friend Yang Pu rushed over and grabbed Mu Qinghuai's neck, threatening with a sinister measure: "Returning home in the middle of the night is suspicious, from the real recruitment, Mu Qinghuai, how can you have the persimmon cake of Xiangshuyuan?" What else is there...... "Walnut crisps and biscuits have not yet come out, and the students have never seen them.

When it comes to walnut crisps and biscuits, Yang Pu 'Hey! He pointed to a few students who were grabbing food, and shouted, "Leave me some." After finishing speaking, Mu Qinghuai ran over.

A group of classmates, usually eat and live in one place, get along for a long time, the situation of each family knows, everyone knows that the wealth of Mu Qinghuai's family is like a flash in the pan, and now it is not as good as a day, not to mention the pastries of Xiangshuyuan, it is a problem to want to eat a full meal.

The classmates know the situation of Mu Qinghuai's family, and Mu Qinghuai has a personal experience, the more difficult it is for his family, the more he can feel the shock brought to him by Mu Qinghuai's charcoal in the autumn snow.

My little cousin is only six years old!

Being helped by his little cousin, who was nine years younger than him, made Mu Qinghuai's heart warm and ashamed.

There are also two taels of silver in his arms, Mu Qinghuai is a little confused, how did he get the silver? Why did he take it? Although my cousin's family has everything to eat, there are a lot of taels of silver, and it is always useful to keep it in my hand, so why did I give it to him?

Alas! The little cousin is right, the body is the capital, and you can't lose anything to your own body.

Tomorrow I will go to the ready-to-wear store and buy a cotton dress to wear.

Invisibly, Mu Qinghuai's fighting spirit is even more in his chest, thinking that one day he will be able to be a backer for his cousins and cousins.

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After Mu Qingqiu told his younger brother about the Monkey King's havoc in the Heavenly Palace, he coaxed his younger brother to sleep, filled the stove with charcoal, threw the IOU into the fire, sealed the vents, and went into the house to sleep after checking the doors and windows.

How did Mu Qinghuai know that the IOU that made him feel more at ease had turned to ashes.

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In the next few days, the wind was beautiful and the snow melted all over the field.

Walnut crisp and biscuits have been delivered twice, and Katofu has been delighted with the market response to the new pastry.

The price is so high, but the demand is still in short supply, the walnut crisp has a unique flavor, and the biscuits are especially popular for their unique shape.

Especially the child, that rich family doesn't have a little boy and a little lady? The mimicry biscuits pleased the little ancestors, and the elders of the family were naturally happy.

This result can be regarded as a great joy, and Mu Qingqiu is in a good mood.

Early this morning, Mu Qingqiu saw that the sky was good, and planned to go to the mountains to take a look, it had snowed, and he wanted to come to the hive to pick safely.

Winter is not more than usual, especially after the snow, when the plants are exposed, which attracts animals to eat, and the animals that emerge attract more ferocious predators.

Jackals, tigers and leopards or something, Mu Qingqiu listened to Luo's chatter in his ears more than once, and his words were full of advice and worry, repeatedly emphasizing that Mu Qingqiu was not allowed to enter the deep mountains, which shows that there are indeed live birds and beasts in the mountains behind Zhushan Village.

Mu Qingqiu was also lucky, he soaked in the mountains for eight out of ten days in the first month, but he was lucky not to encounter wild beasts.

Of course, this is not just good luck, after all, autumn is the harvest season, and there are a lot of fat vegetarians in the mountains for meat eaters, so they are naturally reluctant to go near human habitation.

After all, the lethality of a hunter's arrows is still quite large.

Mu Qingqiu's decision to enter the mountain at this time was actually a very unwise decision.

However, Mu Qingqiu is quite confident in his current skills, even if he can't fight against fierce beasts like he did in his previous life, there will definitely be no problem in escaping. What's more, she also wants to try the little curved bow that Liu Heiniu helped her play!

In my previous life, I was used to using a gun, and I had a bow and crossbow in my hand at the very least, but I had never used a meniscus bow like this.

It's been a few days since I got the bow in my hand, and I've been familiar with it, and I'm quite handy, but I don't know how to use it in actual combat, what the effect is?

Send Mu Qingxuan to Lizheng Yuan Fangnan's house, the youngest grandson of Yuan Fangnan's family is slightly older than Mu Qingxuan, and he came back from his grandfather's house in the first few days.

Now Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother are in the Yuan family, and they can be regarded as guests.

Mu Qingqiu is young, but he knows etiquette and etiquette, not only understands etiquette but also does not return empty-handed, Yuan Fangnan and Han treat Mu Qingqiu as their own grandson. As for Mu Qingqiu, he was able to sit and drink tea with Yuan Fangnan's father and son, and his mode of getting along was already higher than the love of the elders for the younger generations, and it was more like a year-old friend.

The younger brother's whereabouts were there, Mu Qingqiu picked up the basket on his back, picked up the curved bow and dagger, and was quite lightly armed.

The mountain is cold after the snow, and the higher you go, the more snow there is on the mountain road, and the colder it gets.

Follow the path in your memory, and walk slowly towards the location of the hive.

So far, Mu Qingqiu is finally not lost. Remembering that he was a road idiot at the beginning, Mu Qingqiu was quite speechless, and he didn't know how it happened.

Mu Qingqiu was not in a hurry, there was still residual snow in the mountains, which was convenient for her to observe the traces of all kinds of animals.

Fortunately, it has been more than half an hour into the mountain, and there are no traces of large beast activities along the way, and there are many small paw prints such as rabbits and pheasants.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mu Qingqiu arrived at the location of the hive.

Twenty or thirty meters away, you can see a huge beehive in the eye-catching place.

It took Mu Qingqiu a lot of effort to pick a big beehive the size of two heads of adults, this amount is really not light!

While being happy, Mu Qingqiu was also very helpless, there were more than a dozen beehives in total, and now it seemed that he could only bring back one at most at a time.

Forget it, anyway, it's freezing and snowy, and the honeycomb is hanging on the trees in the forest with honey, just like hanging in a natural freezer, natural and fresh, one is enough for her to use for a while, and the rest is slowly picked.

Thinking about it like this, Mu Qingqiu felt much more comfortable.

Put the beehive into the back basket, and the small back basket is filled to the brim, which is tailor-made.

Leaving the hive, Mu Qingqiu looked at the unmelted whiteness of his eyes, lost his interest in exploring, and directly changed a path down the mountain and walked down the mountain.

This road is not far from the persimmon forest, although he knows that in winter, that slope is nothing, Mu Qingqiu still can't help but want to go around and take a look.

Standing on the low cliff, Mu Qingqiu suddenly frowned: "Huh? "What's that?