142, the farmer's mother raised eight sons 66

Zhujia Village, the leader who has been waiting for the prey to throw himself into the net, is stepping on the stool with his right foot and using the shaved stick of his subordinates to pick up the residue between his teeth.

"His grandmother's, these mud legs are comparable to bed bugs, they are really hidden, this TM hasn't come out for half a month, won't they all die in the mountains?"

"Leader, the superior has issued several orders to return to the team, do you think you have gone back?" When the retinue entered, they saw a pile of chicken bones on the table, and it was evident that their leader had eaten the chickens of the villagers.

"Why are these people in a hurry, haven't those people come over yet, they are really cowardly." The leader apparently didn't care about the lives of those on the frontier.

"Chief, you're making it difficult for the general to do this." They had been delayed here long enough that their entourage had to risk their lives to speak.

"What a nuisance!" The leader was also not happy, the snakes, insects, rats and ants were not caught, and he was unwilling to leave him like this, and then thought of something, pointed to his subordinates and said, "You, take our people, destroy all the fields in Zhujia Village, what village, and loot away the valuable things in their homes, dare to offend Lao Tzu, I will let them not survive the winter today, starve to death this group of rabbit cubs who dare to mess with grandpa!" ”

When the people below received the order, they began to loot again, and unlike the previous ones, they used to look for all kinds of food, but now they did loot property.

"Chief, what about going back ......" the attendant was forcibly interrupted before he could finish his words.

"I know, I know, I'm not bothered, I'll be on the road in a while, don't stand in front of me, go to the mountains again to check if you can find those people." The leader was also unhappy in the face of the retinue sent by his brother, and Rory was like a girl.

"Yes." In fact, the entourage was reluctant to follow this straw bag, but it was a last resort for the sake of the family.

In the mountains, Ye Bing's figure quickly shuttled through it, and his familiarity was no different from that of a savage. Not only did she know that edible mushrooms could be found there, but she also learned to catch fish, and she also found a lot of unpalatable wild fruits and wild vegetables, so it can be said that the harvest was very rich.

"I'm back!" As soon as he returned to the cave, he found that Zhang Daxian and a group of children were standing in a row from oldest to smallest, learning to forge their bodies in a decent manner.

Originally, he laughed at her forging her body like a monkey play, but when he saw her easily lifting a big stone, he cried and begged to worship her as a teacher.

She complained that his skin was thicker than the city wall, but he didn't care, but retorted in a surprising voice, those who become big things are not informal, what do you want to do with your face, you can learn your aunt's magic skills if you want face? If you want to have a face, you can't skip eating? If you want a face, you can live forever? Since you can't, why don't you put down your face for a while, get what you want, and then rely on your ability to find your true face, instead of giving up for the sake of temporary vanity.

After the last move was thoroughly practiced, Zhang Daxian came up, "What's the matter, did you gain anything on the mountain today?" ”

Since practicing the forging body, Ye Bing's skills have also improved, and now he can be at ease in the mountains as long as he does not encounter large beasts, such as catching a rabbit and catching a pheasant, for example, he was very lucky today, "I caught a pheasant, and there are three eggs." ”

"Then you can eat meat today!" I eat wild vegetables every day, and my tongue fades out of the bird's taste, and now I see pheasants, how can I be unhappy.

"Then how about boiling an egg soup tonight and making a chicken called Huaji?" As soon as he looked at the ingredients, Gu Peng had already begun to arrange the recipes.

"Good!" Everyone didn't have any opinions at all, who called Gu Peng's craftsmanship thief.