On this day, Grandpa Kezi and his party who arrived here first were tired, and for Xia Weiwei and his group who had just arrived.

However, just like before, some people feel tired and tired but have difficulty in closing their eyes.

In the middle of the night, the fragrance of oil filled the air, and the gurgling belly started to roar, making it even more uncomfortable if you were not sleepy.

"I won't sleep anymore!".

Someone sat up.

Then, the second, the third.

There is nothing to say about Qingmei who has caught the oil residue around the more and more people, and these people are active. Those who can change shifts, and those who have no shifts can directly make an appointment to go to the water to carry branches and come back to weave fish baskets. For a moment, the fire became lively again.

"Sister Qingmei, go to bed." Huang Tao, who coaxed Duoyu, signaled that Qingmei had her own.

Looking at the people of each tribe and looking at the children in Huang Tao's arms, Qingmei felt distressed: "Can you stop crying?"

"It won't hurt like this in a few days!" Huang Tao glanced at Xia Weiwei who was sleeping, with some meaning.

Thinking of what Xia Weiwei said when changing her dressings in the morning, Qingmei nodded and handed over the work she called everyone to Huang Tao.

"My Qingmei?" Xia Wei snuggled towards the familiar breath.

Holding the person tightly, Qingmei vomited lightly: "Be good!"

The next morning, Xia Weiwei was awakened by the tragic cry of the pig and the surprise cry of the children. The moment she sat up, the vast crowd in front of her blocked her gaze.

"This basket has a great effect!"

"This sow is so big!"

"The breakfast has been cooked, they can only kill at noon!"

Qingmei didn't say anything about raising pigs yesterday. Therefore, looking at the sow that was thrown into the trap, everyone talked about the size of the sow from the basket, and finally turned to when to eat it.

Finally hearing the point, Qingmei immediately spoke out: "Can you listen to me?"

The noisy sound stopped instantly, and everyone's eyes focused on Qingmei.

Facing the eyes of hundreds of people, Qingmei calmly: "Do you still remember when did the pig give birth to a cub?"

The piglet is the easiest prey to catch during its migration. Not to mention when it gives birth to a cub, it is just what vegetation and fruits it likes the most. Everyone knows it very well.

"Just like we try to get used to the climate and conditions on the grass swamp, the sow may have adapted to the grass swamp after a long time..."

What Xia Weiwei said yesterday was almost reading the script. Similarly, the psychological shock that Qingmei had yesterday was being experienced by everyone surrounding Qingmei at this moment.

"If you don't talk about whether this sow can lure the male pigs, just talk about these eight little piglets." His eyes were fixed on the trembling sow in the basket, Qingmei's eyes were faint: "If they could be raised, pigs, pigs, pigs... One day, they might be like lotus roots to us!"

Eat endlessly.

Everyone who had the same thoughts in his heart couldn't help but tremble. When Qingmei mentioned this, Grandpa Kezi was upset and upset and was glad and glad.

To be honest, Xiaozhu's appearance was too unexpected, and he was as unthinking as everyone else!

···Thanks to Aque!

"Qingmei, don't say it too beautiful. The piglet is not a lotus root, it will grow if it is thrown away! It's a pity to die one day, so it's better to eat it first!"

Aoki was not there, and the leaders of the Qing army were Grandpa Kezi. As soon as Grandpa Kezi said this, Lan Yu, Pingshan, Yanling, Pushu, Adong and others were instantly awake.

Lan Yu: "Uncle Kezi, the little piglet is indeed not a lotus root knot, but with a sow, I'm afraid they won't die if I want to die."

Pingshan: "Uncle Kezi, we don't lack this meat now! Even if we eventually raise them to death, we won't feel too distressed."

Yanling: "Uncle Kezi, Qingmei is indeed a bit exaggerated, but if you don't give it a try, who knows what the result is?"

Pushu: "Uncle Kezi, I think Qingmei's words are reasonable."

A Dong: "Uncle Kezi, there is not much meat, and the child can't drink it twice if he cooks it into soup."

It was neat and the five people spoke at the same time. What's even more amazing is that the five people had the same meaning and they all thought they could try to raise them.

The eyes slowly turned Qingmei, and Grandpa Kezi still shook his head: "Qingmei thinks that the piglet on this grass squash eats long-stem grass, is it just eating long-stem grass..."

"This is not simple, just make some long-stalk grass and give it a try?!" Lan Yu interrupted Grandpa Kezi's denial.

With a chance, he pushed the tribe members around him.

Suddenly, the crowd gathered, and a large group of men headed towards the grass forest.

"Even if the piglet eats long-stalk grass, it won't be obedient!"

Grandpa Kezi didn't seem to agree with raising piglets.

No one finds it strange to look at such an old man. After all, the older you are, the more you experience and the more you pay attention to things.

"Uncle Kezi, if Xiaozhu can be obedient, that's a real ghost!"

"Uncle Kezi, although Xiaozhu is not obedient, he can greet him when he is tied and closed!"

"Uncle Kezi, you should let go..."

One by one, everyone began to persuade Daye. Even if they finally passed through the cracks of the basket, the grass stems, the grass leaves, and the sows, they decided to raise them firmly.

"Qingmei, you are meticulous, so leave this matter to you. After that, just call these little piglets!" Lan Yu felt that this experiment was more important than the about to start cooking candy.

Hirayama agreed: "Yes, Qingmei is more meticulous in her mind, and it is more suitable to leave this matter to her than to anyone!"

"I also think it's best to leave this to A-Sister Qingmei!" A-Dong nodded.

Looking at the Yanling, Pu Shu also turned his gaze to Qingmei.

Qingmei always exudes a sense of confidence in my heart, but she is not the leader or leader who can decide anything.

After receiving the inquiries from the leaders of each tribe, she asked Grandpa Kezi nervously: "Uncle Kezi?"

"Everyone doesn't feel sorry for you, just try it!" Waving his hand, Grandpa Kezi looked helpless as if I had nothing to say.

Seeing that everyone seemed to be about to start a new round of topics, he quickly stopped it: "The fire is almost over!"

"Ah! Forgot this!"

"Oh! I want to add water!"

"My lotus root has not been put in yet!"

There are so many things that no one reminds everyone that they may be muttering for a while, but when Grandpa Kezi stopped them, the crowd immediately dispersed, and in an instant, each performing his duties.

Looking at Grandpa Kezi, Qingmei turned to Xia Weiwei.

Gentle, she asked, "A Que, do you want to go there?"

Xia Weiwei was a little speechless when she looked in the direction of Qingmei.

She really disliked the matter of urine escape and shit escape!

But when hundreds of people looked at them, they couldn't have a small meeting.

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable!" Rubbing her belly, Grandpa Kezi fell and left first.

"Come on, grandma carry you."

Unable to Xia Weiwei's rejection, Qingmei turned around.

Xia Weiwei: "·····"
Chapter completed!