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When he was mowing cow grass with Youlan, Wei Lan picked up some tea tree mushrooms in the tea mountain bag.

There has been no rain recently, and these tea tree mushrooms are all coming out of the moisture of frost crystals and morning dew.

The moisture was not sufficient, and it was exposed to the sun again, and when Wei Lan found it, it was a little wilted.

The Gu family has recently harvested peppers and pumpkins in their own land, and some leafy vegetables are also some, which are not bad for this stuttering.

Wei Lan followed Youlan back to the brigade to hand in the cow grass, and received two more jobs, and the two returned home to wash the small half basket of tea tree mushrooms, and set up a sieve next to the basket where Grandma Gu dried persimmons.

Wei Lan dried the tea tree mushrooms one by one, ready to dry them into dry goods, and used them to make soup in winter.

At this time, it was close to noon, she and Youlan were busy, and Gu Chao pushed the door with a basket of firewood on his back.

"It's back!" Wei Lan's eyes lit up and he hurried over.

When he walked in front of Gu Chao, Wei Lan's mouth was deflated and he began to complain, "Brother Chao, my feet hurt." ”

Gu Chao put down the basket and looked at Youlan with an inquiring gaze, who shook his head ignorantly, and said loudly as if something sounded in the middle of the night: "Ah! Sister Lan went to Chashan with us, and she must be tired from walking. ”

"Carry the firewood to the backyard, there's something underneath." After that, Gu Chao led Wei Lan to the inner room, completely ignoring Youlan's small body and moving the basket of firewood.

"It's not tired." Wei Lan secretly glanced at Gu Chao's eyes, chattered, and added fuel and vinegar to tell what happened in the morning.

In the end, she was afraid that her behavior would be too female, and Gu Chao would dislike her.

Wei Lan grabbed Gu Chao's arm with her little hand and shook it from side to side, and said coquettishly: "Oops, it really hurts, I can't walk!" ”

Gu Chao bowed down and picked Wei Lan up by the waist, and strode towards the courtyard, "I'll go to the bamboo forest to cut a bamboo whip in a while, and next time I don't need to kick it, use the whip." ”

Wei Lan had a question mark on his face: ? Well? What is this strange direction?

Gu Chao said that he would do it, put Wei Lan on the rocking chair, he pinched Wei Lan's little white foot that cried out in pain and kneaded it gently, only to knead it until Wei Lan's face was red and hot.

As soon as he stopped, he was not idle, he found a hoe in front of Wei Lan, climbed up the wall and went into the bamboo forest.

The flush on Wei Lan's face faded, and he was petrified in place.

So, not kidding?

The so-called bamboo whip is actually the underground stem of the bamboo, and the bamboo nodes are dense and strong, which is harder than the bamboo that grows outside.

When he was a child, he was a deserter when he was studying with Wu Fuzi, and Gu Chao was once whipped by a bamboo whip, so he knew the domineering and damaging power of the bamboo whip.

Gu Chao was not satisfied with digging out a few sections in the bamboo forest, either it was too rough or the toughness was not good.

Finally, a bamboo whip exposed on the ground and wrapped in bamboo shoot leaves was found on a slope in the bamboo forest, Gu Chao stepped forward a few steps, took out a short blade to cut off the bamboo whip, and pinched it in his hand for a while before nodding with satisfaction.

The thumb is thick, fifty centimeters long, and the length and toughness are good.

"That's it?" Wei Lan pinched Gu Chao's rested bamboo whip and waved it, every time she swung it, she obviously didn't exert much strength, and when the bamboo whip slashed through the air, it would still make a "clanging" sound.

At first glance, it is quite lethal.

Wei Lan was a little hesitant, "Wouldn't this be too much?" What if I take it out and fight with someone, and they say I'm abusive? ”

Gu Chao took the bamboo whip, pulled Wei Lan's little hand and looked at it, and saw that her white and tender palm was really put out of the seal by the bamboo joint, he rubbed Wei Lan's palm and blew it gently.

Then he picked up the bamboo whip again, and continued to trim it with the short blade in his hand against the handle, "Don't use it unless necessary." ”

(End of chapter)