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Chapter 36 He walked over there...

Huo Lang has always been very vigilant. He doesn't think that his prediction will be wrong, but this person can't just appear out of thin air.

Huo Lang pursed his thin lips, rubbed his sharply shaved short hair, temporarily suppressed his doubts in his heart, and looked around sideways.

tree branch...

Half an hour later, the security team that swept the mountain came back one after another, "Brother Lang, Shannan is fine."

"The east side is fine!"

"North, too!"

"En." Huo Lang responded in a low voice, chopping the bamboo in his hands without slowing down, "I don't have anything to do today, let's go back."

He said back, but the others didn't move.

The thin and tall Zhao Shuangxi hesitated and said: "Brother Lang, why are you chopping bamboo? What do you want to weave at home? Let's chop it together for you! It can be done with two more people."

"Yes! Yes!" The others followed suit.

"No need." Huo Lang said lightly.

He swiftly chopped off the bamboo by the middle, took the front part and knocked off many side branches, leaving only one.

And the only remaining side branches were cut off halfway, leaving only the five centimeters connecting the bamboo poles.

This is also considered a fork.

Huo Lang shook his hands and pushed the bamboo pole upwards until he pinched the end before stopping.

Turning around to look twice, he nodded in satisfaction, shaved off the prickly part at the end with a hatchet, and walked in front with a bamboo pole, "Go."

Seven or eight young men look at me and I look at you, but they are all at a loss.

They followed down the mountain one by one, wondering what the bamboo pole was for.

Before he could figure out the reason, Huo Lang, who had already walked to the side of the educated youth's house, threw and caught the bamboo pole, and then shook it forward, and the bamboo pole flew out like a sword. It is firmly nailed to the open field in front of the educated youth spot.

Seven or eight young men were dumbfounded.

Good guy, the bamboo is cut from half the waist, but there is no oblique cut! !

Huo Lang raised his jaw and squinted at everyone, "What are you still doing here? Go back now, and earn two more work points."

The security team is self-organized, and all the members are sturdy guys selected from the production team. They usually get some work points for fixed-point patrols, and some work points for continuing to work in the fields after patrolling.

After some twists and turns, work harder, and there are twelve or three work points a day.

The strong laborers of the production team work tirelessly for a day, and only ten work points are available for full work points.

However, the work of the security team is dangerous, and the members of the team have nothing to say.

After being reminded by Huo Lang, the others suddenly came back to their senses, and they didn't get entangled at the moment. They hopped and ran back one by one, "Then Brother Lang, let's go first!"

"Ah."

When everyone was gone, Huo Lang turned his head to look in the direction of the educated youth's water well.

The sound of "didi dongdong" water should be washing the dirty clothes that were dropped on the floor just now.

Thinking about it, he strolled over there.

It was around [-] o'clock in the evening, the sun still had its afterglow, and the educated youth spot was surrounded by trees, so it was darker than outside.

There was no activity outside the house, but chatter and laughter could be vaguely heard coming from the house, obviously everyone had already woken up.

With the crisis just now, under such circumstances, Si Ningning directly dismissed the idea of ​​entering the space.

Going to the well, he washed the small pool with the ready-made water in the bucket. Si Ningning's arms were trembling, and he brought up two buckets of water one after another.

When the two pieces of clothing were permeated with water again, rinsed and then wrung out for the final time, the originally somewhat blurred light suddenly dimmed.

A pair of black riding boots appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

　Ask for a ticket...! ! (rolling all over the floor)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)