"Da Lang, are you still going up the mountain today?"

The mother looked at Yang Qiao with a bow and arrows on his back again, ready to go out.

"Well, I still have to go up the mountain to take a look, why was there so little prey yesterday, could it be that it was washed away by the monk?"

Yesterday, Yang Qiao was really depressed, why, he encountered too few prey, although there were a few hares, pheasants escaped from his hands, but the number encountered is really not much, you know, this mountain is his family, last night, he asked his mother, but no one dared to go to his mountain to hunt, this is a private place.

Then, the only possibility is that he was washed away by the monk, and I don't know how many times the monk turned around the mountain.

It is estimated that the monk's idea at that time was to find a safe place to place the wolf cubs, but no matter where they were, it was not safe, and the wolf cubs were too small, until they met Yang Qiao's brothers and sisters, which was regarded as throwing off the burden.

"Roar, roar, arrest monk, arrest monk!"

The little sister heard Yang Qiao talking about the monk on the side, so she also coaxed, that, catch a monk to make dinner, but she thought about it, so this catch the monk turned out to be the mantra of the little sister.

"Little lady, don't mess with my brother today."

"No, no, catch the monk, catch the monk."

As she spoke, the little sister used her hands and feet at the same time, and climbed on Yang Qiao.

"Alas, you kid, you just don't obey."

"Forget it, mother, my little sister is very cute, I'll take her with me, and I'm not troublesome or tired."

Yang Qiao quickly scooped up the little sister and put it on the shoulder on the side.

"Roar, catch the monk, catch the monk, brother, brother, little cutie, take, take."

Well, take it with you.

"Big sister?"

"You're used to her!"

The eldest sister doted on Yang Qiao, and carried the wolf cub to the younger sister.

"Ao, let's go, little cutie, let's catch the monk."

The little sister shook her body on Yang Qiao's shoulder excitedly.

"Little lady, sit down, otherwise, I don't care if it falls off."

Yang Qiao roared at the little sister, "It's okay, I'm grabbing your hair, gone, gone, the sun winks at me, the birds sing to me, I'm a hard-working, not annoying little goblin, brother, I want to spend, Xiao Gongju wants to spend." ”

"Okay, put flowers on my little princess."

Yang Qiao picked a flower from the side of the road and put it on her head for her little sister.

"Brother, brother, little cute, little tiger also wants flowers."

"Okay, it's all there, it's all there."

What is the situation, this little sister, there is some disobedience.

"Little lady, I'll teach you a new song, okay?"

"Is it good, can you catch a monk?"

"Yes, the song in front of you doesn't have a mother, but this song has a mother in it."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to learn, I'm going to learn."

"Harmony between heaven and earth is precious, filial piety is the first among all virtues, parents are the benefactors who give birth to us, and we must know how to repay kindness. ……”

A virtuous song, to teach the little sister to sing, Yang Qiao doesn't want to repeat the way he educated his daughter in his previous life, it's too doting, it's really bad, but, if you don't spoil it, do you still call it a daughter, people say that women are rich and men are poor.

However, Yang Qiao really doesn't know how to educate dolls, so let's start with some songs, short sentences or something!

"Brother, brother, what does it mean to be filial piety first?"

This filial piety comes first, that is......

Sure enough, the prey on this mountain was washed away by the monk, no, the brother and sister found the prey while singing and explaining the song, and Yang Qiao did not stop explaining to the little sister, but put the bow on his shoulder, carried it in his hand, and quickly prepared an arrow.

"Collapse," the hare in the distance fell in response, and Yang Qiao shook his head.

Alas, it still doesn't work.

Naturally, he regarded this archery, and even hitting the stone as a golden finger, since it is a golden finger, then, archery and eye-shooting, hitting the stone and hitting the head, this is the real golden finger, it seems that it still needs to be practiced.

"Roar, a monk, a monk."

"It's not a monk, it's a hare."

"Monk, monk."

"Okay, monk, monk."

This spoiling is really boundless.

"Roar, I'm coming, I'm coming?"

"Do you still have a grip?"

"No, no?"

Well, Yang Qiao quickly braided a rope, tied the hare, and hung it on the little sister's shoulder.

"Roar, monk, monk, eat meat, eat meat."

"Let's be honest, let's go, Tianxingjian's terrain is ......"

Tianxingjian, the terrain is kun, the teacher of heaven and earth Zhang Renlun, the state of thousands of years of etiquette has been passed down to the present day......

Brother, what is Tianxingjian?

Tianxingjian, a gentleman with self-improvement......

Roar, the gentleman is self-improving, roaring.

Well, this roar has become the mantra of the little sister, at first, why did Yang Qiao say the word roar, oh, remember, when the wolf cub was named, Yang Qiao learned the sound of the tiger, which made the little sister remember, thinking that it was very powerful, and it became her mantra.

Mantra, mantra, it's not a bad thing, Yang Qiao didn't care. As long as the little sister is happy.

"Roar, Xiaohu, you also want Tianxingjian, roar."

"Smack."

A pebble was thrown, and a pheasant fell in response.

Why don't you use arrows, this pheasant, Yang Qiao is afraid that he will be covered in blood, so using stones is the best way.

However, Yang Qiao still shook his head, dissatisfied, dissatisfied, at this time, he can only shoot his body, hit his body, this body, the area is large, if he can achieve it, shoot arrows, shoot eyes, hit stones, hit heads, or hit wherever he wants, he can be regarded as the strongest.

Hunting, archery, and even practicing stone-fighting, these are all incidental, at this time, Yang Qiao mainly wants to inspect his family's mountain to see what resources are on it, in this era, perhaps, people just think that such a dirt mountain, except for chopping wood, there is nothing else, but in Yang Qiao's eyes, it is different.

On this mountain, there are treasures everywhere, prey, naturally treasures, can eat, can exchange money, and medicinal materials, the same treasure, he can dig medicinal materials, go to the city to sell, he doesn't believe it, all the doctors, are digging their own medicinal materials, and do not buy the medicinal materials dug by the medicine farmers, otherwise, there will be no medicine farmers.

And, perhaps, there are some strange things that can be picked up on the mountain, this, it depends on luck, and only the rotten stone mountain is possible, this mountain, there is no chance, however, there are fruits on this mountain, fruits, this is another opportunity to make a fortune, although these fruits are not necessarily delicious, but you can make wine, it is estimated that at this time, there will not be a lot of grain wine outside, and the grain production in the field is not very much, or, Yang Qiao accepted some of Yang Qiao's ideas in front of him, and was a little pessimistic At this time, life is difficult.

Then, this fruit wine will be very useful.

"Harmony between heaven and earth is precious, filial piety is the first among all virtues, and parents ......"

Little mother, after you go back, how do you want to treat your mother?

"You have to be filial to your mother, respect your eldest sister well, and respect your brother, I will never pick my brother's hair again."

Well, you know it's a bad thing to pick my hair, but if you don't pick my hair, can you sit still?

"Well, you know it's not good to pick your hair, but if you sit on my shoulder, you still need to pick my hair, otherwise, how can you sit still."

"Roar, brother, really, can you really continue to pick your hair."

"Okay, yes, yes, hold your dog, but don't let it pee on my head."

This is a matter of no way, this wolf cub, since it needs to be carried, then, it can only be placed on Yang Qiao's head, otherwise, there is no place to put it, Yang Qiao is looking forward to it now, when this wolf cub can run with it, it will be, to the point that he doesn't want it to be able to grab prey.

"Roar, roar, little tiger, do you hear me, my brother is a good person, but you are allowed to do it on my brother's head, roar, roar, the sun winks at me, the birds sing to me......"

The little sister will find an opportunity to sing, and it is very suitable for the occasion, no, the scenery in front of her has changed, so the song has also changed.