Lingquan Space, take your cute baby to farm

Chapter 117 Do you want to kill me with acid?
"Okay!"

Every child jumped up with joy, including Xiao Shitou and Shi Jin. After all, they had never done anything like this.

The most indispensable thing here is baskets, bamboo baskets and backpacks.

Nalan Ruolan gave each child a basket. As for them, each of them had a basket and a backpack.

Enter the orchard.

Nalan Ruolan said to Qiao Sheng who was walking behind him: "Girl Qiao, see what you like and pick whatever you like! If you can't finish it, take it home to eat."

"Ah."

Josh nodded.

Shi Jin is the fastest tree climber. In a short time, he climbed up a jujube tree, and not only that, he also climbed to the top.

Nalan Ruolan was worried that something would go wrong and asked Qi Qi to look at Shi Jin and the others.

The small stone has not yet climbed up the tree, and he is looking around at the moment.

Qiao Sheng looked at him and asked, "Little Shitou, what are you looking at? I don't know what to pick?"

"Mom, they are all well together."

Little Stone said aloud.

heard.

Qiao Sheng smiled and said in a moderate voice: "These fruit trees are clearly taken care of by someone. Can they not bear fruit well?"

Don't wait for Little Stone to say anything.

Qiao Sheng added: "Be careful not to hurt the fruit trees when you pick them next."

"Ok!"

Xiao Shitou responded and asked Qiao Sheng: "Mom, which of these fruits do you like best?"

Doesn’t her precious son want to pick it for her?

Qiao Sheng came back to his senses and said, "My mother likes to eat, because I like to eat all kinds of fruits. Let's pick some together, and when you get home, my mother will make honey grapefruit tea, canned oranges, and jujube cakes for you." "

"it is good!"

Xiao Shitou picked up the basket and walked to the jujube tree on the side.He went to pick dates, but Qiao Sheng stopped picking dates. She walked towards an orange tree and tasted it. She also climbed up the tree and started picking.

Nalan Ruolan also wanted to climb a tree, but Feng Qingyang stopped her and refused: "I'll pick whatever you want to eat, and whatever tree you want to climb, you can climb it. I won't be afraid of throwing you!"

"Do you think I'm old and useless?"

Nalan Ruolan glared at Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang said with a bit of laughter and tears: "Madam, are you as old as me? If I dislike you, it's also me. How could I dislike you?"

Don't wait for Nalan Ruolan to speak.

Feng Qingyang peeled off an orange and gave it to Nalan Ruolan.

Nalan Ruolan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Feng Qingyang, do you want to kill me with acid?"

Feng Qingyang: "..."

How does he know whether the orange is sour or not?
It's obviously so yellow, why is it so sour?
Feng Qingyang picked up a piece and ate it. He also squinted his eyes because of the sourness: "Daughter-in-law, wife, don't be angry. I really didn't know that this orange looks so sour when eating An Yi."

"Fool!"

Nalan Ruolan smiled.

Feng Qingyang took the opportunity to hold her hand: "If you are happy, I will be fine no matter what."

Josh: "..."

If I had known she had gone further away, she would be a little full from eating this dog food.

Nalan Ruolan didn't notice Qiao Sheng looking at her. She and Feng Qingyang got tired of each other for a while before seeing Qi Qi fly away to pick up a child. She originally wanted Qi Qi to help Qiao Sheng pick fruits, but it suddenly happened. Such a thing happened.

This time she didn't dare to shout.

Although Feng Qingyang can also do martial arts, he is too old after all. Even if his Qinggong is pretty good, his reactions are not as sensitive as those of Seventeen.

All the baskets and backpacks are full, and the cooks haven't finished cooking yet.

Qiao Sheng took out the braised chicken feet she made and shared them with everyone. She didn't know if Feng Qingyang and the others could chew the chicken feet, so she gave them some as well.

(End of this chapter)