Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 104
A-Dong is not the kind of person who can't read people's faces, Aoki refused to answer like this, he was just wondering, and he would not continue to ask shamelessly.

It doesn't matter what you laugh at, as long as you don't hide it from him.

With the mood of stealing the teacher, A-Dong looked at the canna rhizome of the yellow peach pestle, and Xia Weiwei gritted his teeth, massaging and bandaging.

When Xia Weiwei endured the pain and massaged over and over again, he had a series of questions in his mind that he wanted to ask, but in the end, because of the distressed eyes of Qingmu and Huang Tao, he gave up the idea of ​​asking.

The Qingbu people were not happy before, but now the child is in pain with snot and tears all over his face, if he still keeps beeping, Aoki can directly chase him away.

It was more uncomfortable to watch than not to watch, but in order not to make people disgusted, he could only bear it.

"The cauldron is ready."

Hongli's utterance temporarily diverted Adong's attention. After the big pots cooled down, Dongbu boiled fish soup and hot water, and Xia Weiwei had already woven half a piece of wrapping cloth.

When A-Dong leaned over, what he saw was Huang Tao handing the bundle of grass and Xia Weiwei's weaving.

After Xia Weiwei wove a piece of wrapping cloth, he smiled, "It's pretty easy!"

Xia Weiwei and Qingmei looked at each other, they both nodded: It's quite easy.

After thinking for a while, A-Dong's eyes fell on the fluffy grass piled aside, and asked, "Are you going to use up all the fluffy grass?"

Huang Tao glanced at Xia Weiwei, seeing that she had no intention of objecting, she said with a smile: "Brother Adong wants to try it, just try it, we can't run out of it."

"Uncle A-Dong, let's see how I started it first." Kindly, Xia Weiwei reminded: "If you don't start well, you won't be able to edit the end."

"Uncle Uncle knows, Uncle Uncle knows~" A-Dong was impatient.

Xia Weiwei was silent for three seconds before speaking: "Although the weaving seems very simple, but..."

"Don't worry, Ah Que, uncle understands." Afraid that Xia Weiwei would continue to be wordy, he directly handed over a handful of hay.

Xia Weiwei: "..."

She has predicted that in the near future, someone will humbly ask for advice.

Lei's relatives are kindly kissed, and no one will feel comfortable watching this.

His eyes darkened, and Huang Tao felt a little yin and yang: "A Que, Brother Asong is smart, so you don't need to talk too much."

Xia Weiwei smiled embarrassedly, and said obediently: "Oh."

Asong: "..."

Huang Tao's words were a bit choking.

After thinking about it, the child had good intentions, but my own attitude was indeed a bit too much.

Ah Song generously apologized: "It's my fault, I'm a little anxious, please don't be angry with me."

"Ah Que, let's make up yours." Huang Tao took the hay in Xia Weiwei's hand, and handed it out after subdividing it.

It's not worth her to be angry, the time for a slap in the face will come soon.

Adong: "..."

Being left alone, A-Dong couldn't complain. Fortunately, the woman in front of her was angry, but she didn't stop her, hiding it from him.

I really didn't see how the child got started, A Dong threw himself into it as soon as his mind changed, and then, after Xia Weiwei made up five or six rows, he started to do it.

It's really easy for other people's children to do it, and the so-called weaving is really simple, but when such an easy and simple thing comes into my hands, things don't mean that.

That grass, he can't do it this way, and he can't do it that way.

Helpless, A-Dong could only shyly ask, "A-Que, what's going on, Uncle?"

Xia Weiwei looked up, but didn't speak immediately, but looked at Huang Tao as if asking.

A Dong was speechless.

This is embarrassing.

Huang Tao raised her eyes and glanced at A-Dong, who was on the verge of embarrassment, without fluctuating her tone: "Since people asked, A-Que, just tell me."

Xia Weiwei is unusually well-behaved: "It's too loose."

"Oh!" It was his villainous heart, and he was ashamed: "It turned out to be too loose!"

After looking for something to say, he obediently tightened his fingers and began to toss again.

Then, staring at the loose straw rope, he said with a mournful face, "Ah Que, how can I make it tight?!"

Looking up and looking again, this time, Xia Weiwei didn't mean to be yellow in the world: "Adong, Uncle, you must step on tight, if your feet are loose, you will loosen the tight braid at the back."

"Oh! It's because I didn't step on it tightly!"

The most easily overlooked problem was solved, and A-Dong went much smoother next time, but this time, he was a little bit drifting, and his thoughts also increased.

Nothing to do in the afternoon, let everyone weave it later, tonight, they can have straw quilts.

When A-Dong found that the quilts that Xia Weiwei had woven were neat and tidy, while the quilts he had woven were bumpy, the grass quilt that was set to be two meters wide had already been woven by more than ten centimeters.

"A Que, look at what uncle made up, what's going on?"

"Uneven." He took the bundle of grass that Huangtao had prepared for himself, and compared it with the bundle of grass interspersed on the bales.

The meaning is obvious.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Bai spent a long time.

"·····": Xia Weiwei lowered her head seemingly aggrieved.

Handing over another bunch of hay, Huang Tao said calmly, "Did Brother Adong ask?"

Adong: "..."

Huang Tao: "If I remember correctly, before Brother A-Dong started, Ah Que wanted to talk to Brother A-Dong."

A-Dong: "Uh!"

It's even more embarrassing now.

Huang Tao: "If Brother Adong forgets, can I learn from Brother Adong?"

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten." In a hurry, A-Dong waved his hand.

Just like that was enough to make his face hot, and after asking Huang Tao to show him, he promised that he could dig a hole to get in.

Thinking of just now, A-Dong felt blushing.

How could he have the nerve to blame other people's children? !

Other children talk nicely, but he is naturally smart and doesn't want to hear a word.

It's no wonder people pay lip service!

Scratching his head, A-Dong, who had the courage to admit his mistake, admitted it: "Huang Tao, A-Qian, it's my fault. I shouldn't be impatient, let alone vent my anger."

They all apologized, Xia Weiwei and Huang Tao couldn't go online, and of course, their expressions couldn't change too much.

After all, they are well-meaning, but disgusting parties.

Knowing that he was wrong, of course A-Dong could only accept the faces of the two of them, and after thinking about the cooperation mode of the two, he called for his tribal companions.

"Ah! This grass is so easy to weave?!" The woman was surprised after looking at it for a while: "What's so difficult about it, I can weave a few pieces a day."

As if pointing something, her eyes turned to Xia Weiwei, Huang Tao.

Listening to the woman's words, Xia slightly raised his eyes and smiled politely and subtly, while Huang Tao didn't raise his face.

The woman directly took Huang Tao's ignorance as a guilty conscience, and couldn't hold back, she spit out another sentence: "Why do you think it's not easy to organize?"

Xia Weiwei and Huang Tao are speechless, and at the same time a sentence swam in their minds: People who find fault are everywhere.

"Look at me, I really can't say..."

"If you know you can't speak, then don't speak." A-Dong, whose eyelids were rolled up, interrupted the woman in a cold voice: "Being a man must be modest."

woman:"???"

What's the situation?

Could it be that such a simple matter has to support Qingbu and consider himself an idiot?
Seeing through the woman's thoughts at a glance, A-Dong changed his mind and asked, "Do you think you will?"

The woman froze for three seconds and nodded.

A-Dong was silent for a moment: "Have someone tell you shit."

Blinking and blinking, it took a while for the woman to confirm that A-Dong was telling the truth: "Can we make it up?"

A-Dong: "I'm not making it up here?"

The woman glanced at Xia Weiwei and Huang Tao, and saw that they had no objection.Immediately overjoyed, he put down the hay in his hand and trotted away.

A-Dong: "People in our tribe seem to be a little confident!"

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