"YoYo……"

Maybe it was because I felt that I was taught a foreign language that I couldn't master at all, and I was said to be stupid. I was very upset, and the deer screamed.

"Don't call it that way."

The stone sounded a little impatient and serious.

"Tell me together-stone"

"YoYo"

"stone"

"YoYo"

Han Cheng was stunned by the magical operation of Stone.

This is even more than doing it myself. At the beginning, I only taught the blessings and generals to learn some languages ​​that must be mastered as a dog, but now the stone simply does not regard the deer as a deer.

Compared with teaching the blessed generals to speak, let the uncle deer learn to do the work in the field, this is really difficult for the strong deer!

Han Cheng held back a smile, and the cat left here with his waist down, without disturbing the stone who was preparing to spread Mandarin to all ethnic groups.

It is said that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, all the demons and ghosts could not be refined, but now I don’t know which dynasty or generation it is. Maybe the stone can really teach one or two utterances.

Han Cheng thought it was fun.

Han Cheng only learned about the true intentions of Stone teaching the deer to speak and telling the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to the deer several months later.

At that time he had already returned from outside in a canoe.

"The Son of God..."

On the afternoon of the third day when Han Cheng came back, Stone came to find Han Cheng. As soon as he spoke, tears fell.

Han Cheng was shocked when he saw this. What happened to this child during his time of going out? How did you become so wronged?

"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

Han Cheng asked.

He is very fond of this smart and easy-to-learn guy.

"Little Deer..."

The stone said grievously.

how? Could it be that he was beaten by deer after eating deer milk?

Han Cheng thought this way, but listened to the stone and continued: "...it can't speak...I have taught it for so long, it still can't speak..."

Speaking of this matter, the stone is even more aggrieved. People who have never cried before have tears falling straight down.

Han Cheng couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out to be this. It would be really scary if Xiao Lu was really taught to talk.

If this is the case, then I will find a high cliff to jump off and see if I can find martial arts secrets such as the evil swordsman, the Sunflower Collection, and the Nine Suns.

Han Cheng thought this way, and was about to speak to comfort the stone. What the stone said next made Han Cheng's eyes widened, and he almost didn't spray a mouthful of hot tea.

"The deer can't speak, and you can't go to heaven if you put on its skin..."

This is really wanting to go to heaven, side by side with the sun!

Of course, these are all things to do.

Now, let us regain our sight from the lower reaches of the long river of time, and then look at the land shrouded in spring.

Uncle Deer was still tempted to move forward by the rapeseed that the dumplings could eat no matter what. General Fu led the five little blessings with furry and fleshy **** out of the tribe and walked in the spring fields.

Wu Xiaofu stepped on his short legs and looked curiously at this novel world, like a few fluffy **** rolling on the ground.

Xiaofu, with a slightly lighter coat of hair, stood there tilting his head to look at a bunch of very brilliant red flowers, dull and cute.

After looking at it for a while, he opened his mouth with baby teeth and awkwardly bit the flower, but a bird suddenly sprang up in the grass next to it, flapping its wings and flying to the sky.

Xiao Fu was frightened and slammed into a somersault, screaming in panic, stepped on his short legs and staggered towards his mother...

Almost a quarter of the field has been raked twice, the soil has become loose, and there are few large pieces of soil.

Han Chengcheng stopped raking the ground, then filled the pots with half pots of millet that had been smashed, and started to throw them into the ground.

He was also doing this with him, and Bugs Bunny, who Han Cheng deliberately cultivated as an expert in farming.

Bugs Bunny is an old man of the Qingque tribe. The reason why he has such a wonderful name is that he likes to eat rabbit meat and wear clothes made of rabbit skin. The other part is purely Han Cheng's evil taste.

"The fingers should be smaller, don't produce too many grains at once..."

"Spread evenly, see where it doesn't get, just sprinkle a little more..."

In the wet and loose fields, from time to time Han Cheng taught Bugs Bunny.

To seek development under the condition of being poor and white, all kinds of talents must be cultivated. It is about basic agricultural planting, and I dare not look down upon it.

After sowing the seeds, take the uncle deer and a few other deer, and walk the rake plainly in the field.

The dirt picked up by the rake teeth will cover up the millet that falls on the ground.

Although it is not possible to cover it all, it is still possible to cover most of it.

Tiangong is very beautiful, and the first millet was planted, and there was an expensive spring rain.

As if it was specifically designed to water these hope-carrying millet, the next day it rained and the clouds harvested.

During this period of time, people from the Green Tribe, Sheep Tribe, and Bone Tribe also came to pick up salt. Few people brought things to exchange pottery. This was what Han Cheng had expected before. Yes, it is not strange.

The leader of the Green Tribe led the people of the tribe to leave the Qingque tribe with two jars of salt that he received for free.

Looking at the land with no trees or grass, I was full of doubts.

He didn't know why this wealthy and bold tribe did such a strange move, why did he cut down the tree and turn the ground over?

Isn't it tired? There is no real hunting.

Thinking of hunting, he couldn't help but think of the larger group of deer that he saw in this wealthy tribe. It was really eye-catching to look at.

Deer run fast and are not easy to be hunted. The last time the Green Tribe ate venison was a long, long time ago.

Roast venison sprinkled with salt~lightnovelpub.net~ should be more delicious.

Thinking of this, the leader of the Green Tribe licked his lips involuntarily.

Suddenly, a very good idea appeared in his mind.

Deer are not easy to catch, but there are many in this tribe. When the fruits are ripe, the weeds around the tribe will also mature.

When the time comes, I should bring some more weed spikes, and it should be okay to replace a deer from this tribe and eat it.

After all, this tribe likes weed spikes so much, and the **** of the tribe is still so bold, or it can be said to be stupid...

The leader of the green tribe withdrew his gaze from the west of this wealthy tribe, and headed towards his tribe with full of joy, sighing secretly for his wit.

My own tribe has such a smart and capable leader himself, and he deserves to be comfortable.

Because of this thought in his heart, for a long time, the leaders of the green tribe felt beautiful.