Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 342
Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on an orchid in the corner.

Su Guan He Ding!

Seeing this priceless plain lotus cauldron grow among some small wild flowers, Mo Junying's lips twitched fiercely.

Does the Shui family know that they are begging for food with golden rice bowls?
Although frugality is advocated now, and this corrupt style of loving flowers and plants is criticized for corrupting our aspirations, in fact, there are still many people who are arty.

Even in the compound in the capital, there are actually many pomegranates and roses.

It is not as exaggerated as in the following counties, which magnify a little sesame seed to hundreds of times, and will strictly prohibit planting flowers and grass.

Therefore, many people in the capital are still willing to spend a lot of money to collect these exotic flowers and plants.

Right now, if this plain crown lotus tripod is sold in the capital, it can be sold for at least 5000 yuan.

What is the concept of 5000 yuan?
Perhaps the farmers will not be able to earn it back in their entire lives.

The Shui family took care of it so casually, what a reckless waste.

At this time, Shui Baoxue's voice came from the room: "Xue Bao, hurry up, look at the gift I gave you, do you like it?"

Fu Bao looked at a stick as thick as an arm in Shui Baoxue's hand and was about one meter long and polished very smooth.

What kind of gift is this?
Isn't it just a stick?

The baby doesn't like it at all.

Shui Baorui pushed Shui Baoxue away: "Get up, now it's time for me to show Fu Bao the gift."

Fu Bao quickly smiled sweetly: "Okay, let's see the gift from Brother Baorui."

Shui Baorui took out a spear as if offering a treasure.

Fubao: ...

This doesn't like duck either.

"How is it, Fu Bao? Is this spear well cut? I've been sharpening it for a whole day." Shui Baorui showed off happily.

Fu Bao forced a smile: "Very good, I like it very much."

"As long as you like it, it will be of great use in a while." Shui Baoruishen said mysteriously.

"Fubao, look at the gift that brother Baofeng gave you."

Shui Baofeng squeezed in with a wooden machete.

Fu Bao slightly raised his eyelids and took a look.

She is no longer interested in Shui Baofeng's gift.

At first glance, there really is nothing new.

She looked up at Shui Baozhao and said expectantly, "Brother, what gift did you prepare for me?"

Shui Baozhao calmly took out a stack of yellow paper and handed it to Fu Bao.

Fu Bao stared blankly at the yellow paper, and blurted out: "Wipe paper?"

Shui Baozhao smiled unabated: "You can also understand it that way."

Fu Bao thinks Shui Baozhao is very strange.

Tilting her head and thinking about it, she didn't want to understand it, so she didn't think about it either.

The three little ones rushed to Fu Bao holding a copper basin, a basin of blood that they did not know where to get, and a weird flag.

"Fu Bao De De, we also have a gift, look, this is our gift."

Fu Bao leaned over to smell it, frowned and said, "Black dog blood? What do you want to do?"

Shui Baozhao smiled slyly: "We want to show you a good show."

Before Fu Bao could react, several big groups surrounded Mo Junying.

"Dangdangdang, block, block, block..." One of the three little ones knocked on the basin and sang in unison: "There is a Bao Qingtian in Kaifeng, ha!"

Shui Baorui, Shui Baoxue, and Shui Baofeng took the weapons they made and surrounded Mo Junying in an instant, bowed their waists and began to circle around Mo Junying, singing as they went around: "Speaking of loyalty and traitor without selflessness!"

Just after singing this sentence, the three little ones tapped on the pot again to make the soundtrack: "Dangdang, Dangdang, block, block, block..."

The three big ones went around again and sang: "Heroes of the Jianghu come to help, hey!"

Then the three small ones tapped on the basin, and shouted with the three big ones in unison: "Wang Chao and Ma Han are by my side...side...side...side..."

In order to create a reverberating effect, the three little ones sang the word "side" five or six times.

Seeing the brothers playing tricks like this, Fu Bao almost passed out of joy.

Seeing Fu Bao smiling happily, the corners of Mo Junying's lips curled up slightly, and there was a doting smile in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)