Looking at the wide open door, Ma Xiaoxiao, who was half-sitting on the bed, listened to the two non-stop noises outside, and did not get up to close the door, but slowly smiled silently at the corner of her mouth.

It's nice to be able to go back to life like this again!!

Ma Xiaoxiao, who rolled around the bed a few times with the quilt in his arms, quickly closed his eyes again with a smile on his face.

The next day, in order to comfort the gray wolf who still had to stay in the royal city to guard the orcs, Ma Xiaoxiao finally decided to get him a new hairstyle.

Different from Xiao Hei's Bao Baotou, Ma Xiaoxiao combed up two long horned hairstyles for the gray wolf, so Chunli's father's version of the Bull Demon King is also freshly baked, of course, because the gray wolf's face is not a cow's face, so, Ma Xiaoxiao thought, if you draw a flame-shaped graphic on the gray wolf's forehead, change him into a set of black clothes, and match his pair of ice green beast pupils, well...... It is estimated that the image is more perfect, and the whole demon king with dark attributes was born with wood and ......

Well, in fact, the gray wolf with two horns on his head was not blackened by Ma Xiaoxiao, but Ma Xiaoxiao thought that this was also the result of the mercy of her subordinates, who told her that she was in such a good mood recently!! Lalala~~

After giving Friday the medicine for his injuries, Friday said that he was still very idle today, so this time he went out of the city, and it became three people.

This time, the carriage was prepared on Friday, and the appearance of the carriage was still very simple and low-key.

Sent away Xiao Hei and let him make money, Ma Xiaoxiao rented an ox cart without a shed that was convenient for pulling goods with the gold coins in the market, stuffed the remaining money from the rental car into his purse, and set off with Friday in the ox cart to the outside of the city.

"What are you doing renting an ox cart to go out of the city without sitting in a carriage?" Friday, who was sitting on the ox cart, asked Ma Xiaoxiao.

"Go and pull a cart of pebbles from the creek with the pebbles, go back and pave a path in the yard to get out." Ma Xiaoxiao replied with a piece of grass in his mouth.

"This thing is everywhere by the stream, and if you buy it directly, it is estimated that it is much cheaper than renting a car and renting a coachman by the way." Friday said to Ma Xiaoxiao with some tears and laughter.

"You don't understand, I have to pick every pebble to pave the road with my own hands, so, of course, I have to go out myself." As long as she can make it herself, then she will complete it little by little and build her own dream cabin...... Ma Xiaoxiao thought that this kind of feeling would not be understood by others...... At least Friday, who has always been surrounded by relatives and has always had a home, should not understand.

"Okay, when you get to the place, I'll pick it up for you." After listening to Ma Xiaoxiao's answer, Friday said.

"No problem, as long as you don't bother." Ma Xiaoxiao replied.

When they arrived at the place, Ma Xiaoxiao motioned to the coachman to drive the ox cart to a shady place and park it in place, and she and Friday took two back baskets from the car, and one carried one to the creek.

Walking to the edge of the stream, Ma Xiaoxiao squatted down and rolled up his trouser legs, revealing two white and shiny calves, and said to Friday: "I want to pick up the kind that is relatively round, and the surface is relatively smooth, not too big and not too small." ”

"I see." Watching Ma Xiaoxiao gesture the size with his hand, Friday put the back basket on the shore, squatted down, and rolled up his trousers with one hand and replied.

"Okay, then I'll go over there, and you'll be here." After Ma Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he waded through the shallow stream with a basket on his back, bent his body slightly and groped slowly in the other direction.

"Be careful." Seeing Ma Xiaoxiao stop not far away, he began to pick up the pebbles, and after saying a word on Friday, he also stepped into the shallow stream.

Ma Xiaoxiao did not answer Friday's words, because at this time she had already focused on the small stones that showed many different colors in the stream due to the sunlight, and picked them out of the shallow stream by hand, and when they left the water, if they looked like the color was still satisfactory to her, Ma Xiaoxiao would throw them into the back basket behind her.

Not far away, Friday was doing the same thing, but because his basket was placed on the shore, he would put the stone he was satisfied with directly into the basket on the shore, but every time he threw it, he would unconsciously glance at Ma Xiaoxiao's side.

It didn't take long for Ma Xiaoxiao to pick up the stones in the small half of the basket, but when she reached out again to a pebble that she was optimistic about, at this time, Friday came to her side and grabbed the basket with one hand and said, "Give me the basket, I will send the stones inside to the ox cart, and then bring it back to you, you go to the shore with me to rest for a while." ”

Thinking of Friday's injured shoulder, Ma Xiaoxiao did not veto Friday's proposal, so he agreed to his words: "I don't need you to help me, I can carry it, it doesn't sink." ”

"Just give it to me, I don't hurt both hands, and you're right, it's really not sinking." Brushing the basket that had been pulled off Ma Xiaoxiao's shoulder, he walked towards the shore with one hand after Friday finished speaking.

Carrying a small half-basket of stones, Friday, who walked to the shore, poured the small half-basket of stones in his hand into his back basket, put down Ma Xiaoxiao's back basket, and he walked to the ox cart with one hand carrying his back basket.

Pouring the stones in the basket on the board, Friday walked to the edge of the stream with the basket, sat down, and said to Ma Xiaoxiao: "Come here and sit, I just found a few beautiful stones in the stream, I think you should like it." ”

After saying this, Friday took out a few stones from his arms and put them in front of Ma Xiaoxiao, who had just sat down.

The few beautiful Yuhua stones placed on the ground on Friday did not make Ma Xiaoxiao feel very unusual, because she had picked up a lot of pieces herself, but one of them, which was very similar to Friday's eye color, aroused Ma Xiaoxiao's great interest.

Picking up this piece of amber with her hand, she found that this piece of amber rough, which was only the size of her palm, was wrapped in a small flower and half a butterfly wing with a very bright color...... Now, after tens of millions or billions of years of different geological burials, it is supposed to be carried from the ground little by little by underground rivers to this creek as it gradually forms amber.

Although there is only half a butterfly wing in this amber, if this is taken to the world before her, this pure natural amber should be worth a lot of money, but in this world, it is estimated that it can only be used as a gadget for children to play with, after all, the aborigines here are still more pragmatic, Ma Xiaoxiao thought when he changed the angle to observe this piece of amber in the sun. (To be continued.) )