Chapter 132: Not eating a roasted hare does not hinder his worship of his big brother

"There's a lot to bake."

Lin Jingcheng's eyebrows flew: "Tomorrow I will go to the mountains to hunt a few hares and come back, let's roast the rabbits." ”

"Wow, there's a roast bunny to eat."

"I also want to go hunting, Brother Lin take me there."

As soon as I heard that there was rabbit meat to eat, the eyes of the bean buns and the beans lit up.

Douding Bar smacked his small mouth and swallowed his saliva, and the bean bag couldn't take care of gnawing on the stick anymore and wrapped around Lin Jingcheng.

"Okay."

Lin Jingcheng rubbed the little head of the bean bun tiger head, and promised very happily: "Get up early tomorrow, let's go into the mountains to hunt." ”

"yes, I'm going hunting."

The bean bun jumped happily three feet high, running around the grill, and was very happy.

"This kid is crazy."

Ye Jian smiled, his mouth almost reaching the sky.

Lin Jingcheng praised with a smile: "Doubao has good physical fitness, suitable for martial arts." ”

"Let Him ......."

Ye Jian subconsciously answered, shocked that something was wrong, the word "mother" was about to be exported, and swallowed it back.

"Huh?"

Lin Jingcheng's eyes flashed slightly: "What did Uncle Ye say just now?" ”

"Nope."

Ye Jianhan denied with a smile: "Didn't say anything? ”

"Oh."

Lin Jingcheng smiled indifferently and didn't ask any more.

*

Early the next morning, Doubao woke up and got out of bed before dawn.

Lin Jingcheng did not break his promise, took him into the mountains to hunt, and when he came back at noon, the two people's back baskets were full of prey, and one of them also carried a live hare in his hand.

Two hares, one male and one female, Sanya liked the rabbits very much, and was reluctant to slaughter them, so with the consent of Ye Jian and his wife, they enclosed a small area in the duck house and raised them.

The fact that the bean bun was not eaten into a roasted hare did not prevent him from worshipping his big brother.

Seeing someone's extraordinary skills, a five-year-old boy, has his first goal in life.

"Brother Lin."

He patted his heart and swore an oath: "I will definitely study martial arts diligently, and sooner or later, one day, I will challenge you and surpass you." ”

"Okay."

Lin Jingcheng patted his tiger's head, and smiled indifferently: "You can challenge whenever you want, Brother Lin is waiting for you at any time." ”

"Okay, mother, I want to learn kung fu."

Doubao's brain was tendoned, and he jumped three feet high excitedly, and rushed to the kitchen with a smoke.

Lin Jingcheng's eyes flashed, and he glanced at the kitchen window, thoughtfully.

*

The location of the school building and fish pond was decided, and Ye Junlan was relieved and handed over the rest of the affairs to Qingyang and Qinglin.

The two of them are worthy of being the master's henchmen, and they are extremely efficient. In less than 10 days, enough people were recruited to develop the canyon on a large scale.

The Ye family was not idle.

During the day, Ye Jian took Ye Xiufang to the town to sell salted eggs, Wu Juan took his children to buy river mussels, and at night the family got together to insert pieces of river mussels, and their lives were busy and fulfilling.

Ye Jian was busy at home, and he never replied to the bookstore, and after a long time, the shopkeeper of the bookstore couldn't wait, so he found an excuse to visit in person.

"Shopkeeper? Why are you here? ”

Ye Jian was at the gate of his small courtyard, and when he saw a group of people coming from the county seat in a carriage, his eyes almost glared in shock.

"Brother Ye family, you are not righteous!"

The shopkeeper got out of the carriage and complained vigorously: "Whether it is successful or not, you don't give a reply, so that the old brother is anxious, he can't eat well, he can't sleep, and the top of his head is almost bald." ”

"Hey, hey."

Ye Jian smiled innocently, looked behind him through him, and didn't see the cold and pressing young owner, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "How do you know where my family lives?" ”