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Chapter 159: First time making things by hand

The trap I set when I first came in was triggered.

Gou Wa heard the crow of pheasants, and when he raised his slingshot and approached, as soon as he opened the bushes, several pheasants flapped their wings and flew towards Gou Wa's door.

"careful!"

"boom!"

While dodging, Gouwa threw the slingshot, hitting one of the pheasants in the chest.

"Coo!" the pheasant screamed and fainted without breathing.

When the other pheasants saw this, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away.

But how could Gouwa easily let them go?

He never goes into the mountains empty-handed!

Gouwa picked up the slingshot, picked up stones from the ground, and chased them and fired continuously.

I don't know whether it was because they were too far away or because they were not strong enough, but the stones were always slightly deflected, but they still hit the legs and feet of the two pheasants.

The two lame chickens limped forward.

"Bang! Bang!" After two crisp knocking sounds, the two pheasants lay motionless on the ground.

Gou Wa also stood still and turned to look at Shen Yang who was holding a slingshot in his hand and his eyes were bright.

He swallowed and looked at his little slingshot again, "..."

Somewhat disgusting...

Gouwa took the initiative to tie up the two pheasants. When he returned to the place where he stunned the pheasants before, the pheasants had already flown away.

But these two pheasants are enough to eat.

Gou Wa took Shen Yang back the way he came. When he got out of the bush, Gou Wa broke back the previous branches and put up a few more branches to restore them to their original shape.

You can't see it at all if you don't look carefully.

The two little guys returned to the village with a full harvest.



Not long after the two siblings went out, Luo Qingjiu also followed them out and followed a familiar route to the dark pavilion.

"Ninth Young Master." Li Zhong was no longer as disdainful as when they first met. Instead, he looked respectful.

Luo Qingjiu didn't say much, stepped into the door of the dark pavilion, walked to the study room by a familiar route, and knocked on the door.

"Come in." The vigorous voice of the pavilion master came from the door.

When he saw it was Luo Qingjiu, the pavilion master's frown gradually relaxed.

"Brother Ninth, you are here."

"Well, I have drawn three sketches according to the request of the pavilion master. Please take a look at it." Luo Qingjiu handed over the drawings that had been prepared.

"I told you, don't be so polite to me. Just call me Brother Yan. We are all brothers, so there is no need to be formal." Yan Yi smiled heartily and called for someone to serve Luo Qing tea.

"Brother Yan, you're welcome." Although Luo Qingjiu said this, she didn't feel relaxed.

Yan Yi fought with iron and blood on the road. It is impossible to treat him as a biological brother after having met him so many times.

Yan Yi looked at the drawing in his hand with a satisfied look on his face.

As expected, he was right. The drawings were incredibly detailed, comparable to those of high-level weapon refiners in the pavilion.

"I have downloaded these three drawings. After the sponsor has finalized the decision, I will ask the nine brothers to help me adjust them." Yan Yi waved his hand, and a secret guard jumped out from the darkness and took the drawings in his hand.

After a while, three high-denomination banknotes were placed on Luo Qingjiu's table.

Yan Yi tapped his fingers on the table, one after another, and the sound seemed to hit people's hearts.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qingjiu didn't take it to heart at all and just drank the tea in front of her.

"I wonder what the nine brothers thought about my suggestion?" Yan Yi finally did not calm down.

The Dark Pavilion really lacks weapon refiners, especially those who have such a thorough understanding of hidden weapons.

The most important thing is that my wealth is clean and I won't have anything to do with it...

Luo Qingjiu raised the corner of her mouth, but there was a look of embarrassment on her face, "I also want to work with Brother Yan, but it's really inconvenient at home..."

Yan Yiping backed away from the people in the dark, and the two chatted in the study for half an hour.



Luo family.

After Shen Yue returned home, Luo's mother was the only one sitting in the courtyard having her vaginal intercourse.

Seeing that Shen Yue was back, he greeted her warmly, "Yue'er is back so early today? Is it hot? Mom will serve you some mung bean soup."

Without waiting for Shen Yue to answer, Luo Mu put down the bag in her hand and went into the kitchen to fill a bowl of mung bean soup.

Mung bean soup is in a cold state. It is cool and refreshing. Shen Yue drank a bowl of mung bean soup and felt comfortable.

After washing the bowls and putting them away, Shen Yue soaked some glutinous rice and beans and prepared to make some small desserts for everyone to eat later.

After leaving the kitchen, Luo's mother was still concentrating on threading in the yard. Shen Yue looked at the colorful threads in Luo's basket and felt a little excited.

Looking at the small pink belt tied around her waist, she stared intently at the blue ball of thread in the basket.

Luo's mother felt her gaze and made room for Shen Yue, "Yueer come and try?"

"Uh-huh, mother, I want to be like me." Shen Yue held up the small string and shook it at Luo's mother.

Luo Mu naturally knew this style by heart, so she took out a ball of pink thread and wanted to teach Shen Yue.

Shen Yue took one step ahead of Luo Mu and picked up the azure blue.

Luo Mu was stunned for a moment.

Immediately he chuckled and said, "Mom, let me teach you another way to play. The blue thread will be wrapped in a purse and it will look good."

Shen Yueteng blushed suddenly, her little thoughts seemed to have been discovered...

Mother Luo first taught Shen Yue to raise her head, and then taught her how to knit downwards step by step.

Shen Yue learned very well at the beginning, and she couldn't help but think about what Luo Qingjiu would look like wearing it.

Ever since, under Shen Yue's distraction, the bag became more and more crooked...

"Yue'er, use your right hand a little harder and tighten it a little."

With Luo Mu's reminder, Shen Yue tightened her grip, but she really couldn't bear to look behind.

Shen Yue dismantled it again and made a new one that was fairly straight.

Luo's mother also praised Shen Yue, "Yue'er was able to create such a beautiful knot for the first time."

"Mom, isn't this really ugly?" Shen Yue felt that there were some differences from Luo Mu's fight.

But Luo's mother kept praising her, and Shen Yue also thought that Luozi was a bit pretty.

This was the first time she made something with her own hands and gave it to Luo Qingjiu.

It shouldn't be ugly...

[Host, you are really a nymphomaniac like this.] The little rebel said in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yue ignored him at all.

Shen Yue held up the buttons on her waist and admired her masterpiece in the sunshine. It was really...

The more I watch, the more satisfied I become!

Small anti: "..."

I didn't see it, how could the host look at such a knot of ropes with admiration...

Mother Luo looked pleased and did not bother Shen Yue.

It just so happens.

A soft and crisp cry came from outside the door, "Aunt, are you there?"

It’s Xiao Yang!

Shen Yue hurriedly ran into the back room and stuffed the quilt into the folded quilt.

After patting her hot little face, Shen Yue calmed down before going out.

As soon as Shen Yang entered the door, he saw his eldest sister. He shouted happily, "Sister!"

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