When he heard that the plant-specific nutrient solution had sufficient stock, Uncle Dashan suddenly had a bright smile on his face.
"Where is Lao Gu?"
"Uncle Qi."
Sang Ning smiled and said, "What, do you want to go back and find Uncle Qi now?"
"That won't be."
The importance of the mountains is still clear, and the most urgent thing is to pick the rice first.
"You guys go and don't bother me to work."
Waving his hand, he said, "He looked like he was driving flies."
"Okay!"
Sang Ning responded and pulled Qin Heng away.
Next, the two of them enjoyed the scenery all the way.
After going out for more than a month, the e72 planet has changed a lot.
An oasis that once had to run far and far before running to run for luck is now an existence that can be easily found.
Desert fruit forests, grasslands, sandy cotton areas, flower areas, etc. have brought colorful colors to this world where only yellow is left.
In addition, it also brings soil.
With soil, you can naturally store water.
However, the reservoir needs to be processed. If it is not processed, it will easily be lost due to the permeability of the water.
But compared to before, it is much better overall.
Along a distance, Sangning and Qin Heng smelled the scent of cumin from the wind.
"Speed up, they all eat it."
Qin Heng, who had swallowed a mouthful of saliva, was almost green when his eyes were tempted by the domineering aroma of barbecue.
"add!"
Sangning was also greedy. Will was good at everything he did, but he was really useless when cooking.
There was originally a chef robot, but the chef robot failed.
Qin Heng can't repair it.
In addition, the preservation warehouse on the starship broke down together, and the food stored deteriorated and became uneducated the next day of the voyage.
Therefore, for more than a week, the two of them had normal meals on the first day, and the rest of the days were all based on nutrient solution.
It's really about to fade out of a bird's mouth.
Now when you smell the aroma of barbecue, let alone Qin Heng can’t stand it, Sang Ning can’t hold it.
So the flying board accelerated, and it could be said that it teleported over Emanuel and the others.
"Do you want it to be spicy?"
"A little bit."
The children spoke in unison, Emmanuel said, took some chili noodles and sprinkled them on. The little boys stared at the golden grilled skewers in his hands without blinking.
"Teacher, is that okay?"
"Teacher, I'm hungry."
"Teacher, the baby is about to starve to death."
"Shameless, you are so old and still have a baby."
As soon as Dundu's baby came out, Zhuang Zhuang Xiaobai and other children stopped working and started to mock him.
Dundu is not bad at all eloquence, and he is not at all inferior to one-to-many ones.
But Zhuangzhuang is impatient and has a very bad temper. He wants to fight him with just raising his hand.
"What are you doing in Zhuangzhuang?"
Originally, Sanning, who wanted to see when they would be discovered by Emanuel and the others, could not hold it in when he saw Zhuangzhuang.
She jumped off the flying board and strode to Zhuangzhuang, who was stunned and looked stunned. She never expected that Sister Ningning would fall from the sky. She said seriously, "If you can't tell me, just do it, how can you learn the problem?"
"Practicing martial arts and physical skills is to exercise and strengthen your physical fitness and have a healthy body, not to be used to show off your fierce fighting."
"Reading and literacy is to let you understand the truth and distinguish right from wrong, so that you can use your own brain to solve problems no matter what you do, rather than relying on force to solve problems."
"Tell me, are you right?"
"wrong."
Zhuangzhuang said with a sound, "I'm sorry, Sister Ningning, I was wrong, I dare not do it next time."
"No, you dare to do it next time."
Elliott didn't give face to the students at all, and demolished the tables very quickly. "You were just now killed by us because of fighting with stones yesterday. You were punished by your father's iron sand palm tonight. Today, you knowingly committed the crime."
"The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday......"
Taking a deep breath, Elliot frowned and said helplessly, "I don't care about what you knowingly do."
As he said that, he glanced at the position where the little boy was hit by iron sand with malicious intentions and joked, "You guess your father must have been beaten lightly this time."
"No, it's clear that my skin has become thicker."
The little boy was very honest and said, "Because his skin is thick, it doesn't hurt as much as before."
Speaking of this, he wondered, "But teacher, yesterday it was a bit strange. My dad beat me up and said he wanted to get a tool. When I went to school this morning, I found that my dad didn't know when he went out to get a bunch of them.
The thorns are back."
"I can't figure out what tools are needed to use Jingtiao."
"A tool to draw people."
Sangning cast a pity look at him, "Zhuangzhuang, you should be more careful in the next time. If you fight again, your father will be going to use the thorns to beat you."
"What? Zhuangzhuang is going to get beaten by Brother Feng's thorn?"
Yaoyao, who came back with a basket of clean sand cotton leaves, stared at her eyes widened in surprise, and Sang Ning nodded, "I guess there is this tendency, otherwise I wouldn't have to go far away to get thorns."
Not too idle.
You should know that the current indigenous people want to divide one person into two people, and they have to do the work everywhere. If you are determined, you really don’t have to spend time and effort to get back from the thorns.
Yaoyao sighed, touched her round eyes and strengthened her head, and said earnestly, "Baby, listen to your sister Ning, be honest and don't cause trouble anymore, otherwise your butt will bloom."
Zhuangzhuang's eyes turned, and she didn't feel afraid, but said curiously, "It hurts to suck people with Jingtou?"
This is a group of little kids who have never been beaten. Zhuangzhuang, who is often beaten, has only tasted his father's iron sand palm, and more little kids have never even been beaten.
Therefore, like Zhuang Zhuang, they developed a strong curiosity about the thorns.
"pain!"
Recalling the experience of being slapped by Jingtou, Yaoyao couldn't help but shiver and said in a daze, "I'm not lying to you, this thing can either not be released, and once it hurts, I dare not sit on my butt for ten days and half a month.
, you can't lie flat at night, you need to lie down."
Because it hurts so much.
Their habit is to either not beat the child, or if they want to beat him, they have to be afraid of being beaten at once.
The little boy becomes awe-inspiring and knows what to do, what can be done, what can not be done, and the same mistake will naturally not be made again.
The purpose of education has also been achieved.
Zhuang Zhuang...
It's an exception.
Other children will have a memory after being beaten once. If he can't do it, he will always remember to eat but not beat him.
I always feel that for a child like Zhuangzhuang, it is useless to get a jingle.
You have to change your education method.
But this is not something she should worry about, she is all a child herself.
Thinking of this, Yaoyao pinched her strong little face, "I tell you, if you don't obey, you won't have the portion for your delicious food next time, do you understand?"
"I'm obedient and I can't help but give me some delicious food."
When Zhuangzhuang heard this, he immediately straightened his body and made a sound promise.
However, no one believed him, because the credit value of this kid had gone bankrupt and turned into a negative number.
(End of this chapter) This chapter has been completed!