"Yoyo ......"

Maybe I felt that I was taught a foreign language that I couldn't master at all and was called stupid, and I was very unhappy, and the deer let out a yo yo cry.

"Don't call it that."

The stone looked a little angry and a serious voice sounded.

"Say it with me - stone"

"Yo-yo"

"Stone"

"Yo-yo"

Han Cheng was dumbfounded by the magical operation of the stone.

This is even more excessive than what I did, I was just teaching Fu Jiang to learn some languages that must be mastered as a dog, and now the stone simply does not look at the deer as a deer.

Compared with teaching the blessing generals to speak, let the deer uncle learn to do the work in the field, this is the real difficulty of a strong deer!

Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh and left here with a cat's waist, without bothering the stone that was preparing to popularize Mandarin to all ethnic groups.

It is said that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, all demons and monsters could not become spirits, but now I don't know which dynasty and which generation, maybe the stone can really teach one or two outliers who speak human words.

Han Cheng thought about it quite amusefully.

Regarding the true intention of the stone to teach the deer to speak, and repeatedly tell the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to the deer, Han Cheng only found out after many months.

By that time he had already returned from outside in a canoe.

"Son of God......

On the afternoon of the third day of Han Cheng's return, Shi came to find Han Cheng, and as soon as he opened his mouth, tears fell from his eyes.

Han Cheng was shocked when he saw this, what happened to this kid during the period of time he went out? How did you become so aggrieved?

"What's wrong? Who bullied you? ”

Han Chengkou asked.

He is very interested in this smart and studious guy.

"Fawn ......"

Stone said aggrievedly.

How? Could it be that he ate deer milk directly and was beaten by a fawn, right?

Han Cheng thought so, but listened to the stone continue: "... It doesn't speak... I've taught it for so long and it still can't speak......"

Speaking of this, the stone was even more aggrieved, and people who had never cried before had tears falling straight down.

Han Cheng couldn't cry or laugh, it turned out that this was the case, if the deer was really taught by you to speak, it would be really scary.

If that's the case, then I'll find a high cliff to jump off and see if I can find martial arts cheats such as the Sword Book of Warding Off Evil Spirits, the Sunflower Treasure Book, and the Jiuyang Divine Skill.

Thinking like this, Han Cheng was about to open his mouth to comfort the stone, but what the stone said next made Han Cheng's eyes widen instantly, and he almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of hot tea.

"The fawn can't speak, and it can't go to heaven if you put on its skin......"

This is really wanting to go to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!

Of course, that's all for later.

Now, let's retract our gaze from the lower reaches of the river of time, and then look at the land shrouded in spring light.

Uncle Lu was still lured forward by the rape that he could eat no matter what, and General Fu led the fluffy, meat-like five little blessings out of the tribe and walked in the spring fields.

Wu Xiaofu looked at this novel world curiously with his short legs, like a few fluffy balls rolling on the ground.

Xiaofu, whose coat was a little light, stood there and tilted his head to look at a cluster of very brilliant red flowers, cute and cute.

After looking at it for a while, he opened his mouth with baby teeth and bit the flower clumsily, but a bird suddenly sprang up in the grass next to him, flapping his wings and flying into the sky.

Xiaofu was frightened, screamed in panic, and ran towards his mother with his little short legs......

Almost a quarter of the fields have been raked twice, and the soil has become loose and there are few large lumps of soil.

Han Chengcheng stopped raking the ground, and then used the clay pot to fill half of the clay pot with the millet that had been picked, and began to sprinkle it into the ground.

Doing this with him was also Bugs Bunny, a person Han Cheng intended to train to become an expert in agricultural planting.

Bugs Bunny is an old man of the Qingque tribe, and the reason why he has such a strange name is related to his love of eating rabbit meat and wearing clothes made of rabbit skin, and a large part of it is purely Han Cheng's bad taste.

"Make your fingers smaller, don't get too much millet out at once......"

"Spread evenly, and see where it doesn't get it, then sprinkle a little more......"

In the wet and loose fields, Han Cheng's voice of teaching Bugs Bunny would sound from time to time.

In order to seek development under the condition of being poor and white, all kinds of talents must be cultivated, and when it comes to fundamental agricultural planting, we dare not underestimate it.

After sowing the seeds, it is good to lead the deer uncle and a few other deer, and pull the rake in the field and walk it all over again.

The soil raised by the rake teeth will cover the grain that falls into the ground.

You can't cover it all, but you can cover it up for the most part.

Tiangong is very beautiful, the first crop of millet was planted, and it rained a spring rain as expensive as oil.

As if it was specially designed to water these grains that carried hope, the next day the rain had already stopped and the clouds were harvested.

During this period of time, people from the Green Tribe, the Sheep Tribe, and the Bone Tribe also came one after another, basically all of them came to get salt, and few people brought things to exchange pottery, which Han Cheng had expected before, and he didn't feel any strange.

The leader of the Green Tribe, with two jars of salt for free, led the tribesmen out of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Looking at the land where there were no trees or grass, my heart was full of doubts.

He wondered why this wealthy and bold tribe had done such a strange thing, why it had cut down the trees and turned over the ground.

Isn't it tiring to do this? How can there be a real hunt.

When he thought of hunting, he couldn't help but think of the group of deer that he had just seen in this rich tribe that had become larger, and it was really eye-catching to look at.

Deer run fast and are not easy to be hunted, and the last time the Green Tribe ate venison was a long, long time ago.

Roast venison with salt should taste even more delicious.

The leader of the Green Tribe thought so and licked his lips involuntarily.

Suddenly, a great idea came to his mind.

Deer are not easy to catch, but there are many in this tribe, and when the fruit is ripe, the ears of wild grass around their tribe will also be ripe.

When the time comes, I will bring more ears of wild grass by myself, and it should be okay to replace a deer from this tribe and go back to eat.

After all, this tribe is so fond of wild grass spikes, and the god son of the tribe is still so bold, or can it be said that he is stupid......

The leader of the Green Tribe withdrew his gaze from the west of this rich tribe, and walked towards his tribe with a heart full of joy, and secretly sighed for his wit.

His tribe has such a smart and capable leader as himself, and he deserves to live comfortably.

Because of this thought in his heart, for a long time to come, the leader of the Green Tribe felt in a good mood.