Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 132 Burned

On No. 20 days after leaving the tribal territory, everyone in Qingbu finally returned to the territory, and since entering the territory of Qingbu, various traces of rummaging appeared endlessly.

Everyone was prepared for the places Lianbe had been to, and everyone knew about the places where there were no one.

When crowds of swans appeared in front of everyone, everyone was calm, but when the ruins of tents that were burnt to ashes appeared in front of everyone, everyone could not accept it.

"These killers!"

"My God, what have they done!"

"Damn, it's really too hateful!"

The wind, food and sleep along the way made everyone eager to see Qingbu's tent, but when they stood in front of Qingbu's tent, all they saw was a piece of ashes.

"Kah~~"

"Gah~~~"

The driven swans were clamoring on all sides, and the ears were numbed by a hundred shrill warnings.

"This is our territory!" Gruffing his breath, Grandpa Kezi asked the leaders of the ministries: "How do they deal with it?"

"Of course it's completely killed!" Lan Yu said without thinking too much.

At this time, they were numerous and powerful, and the situation would not be like this after they left.

Everyone knows that swans hold grudges and are cruel. If these swans are not dealt with, the children of all departments will be bullied by them later, and the ones who are driven away will be changed.

But words come as soon as they can open their mouths, but it takes a long-term plan to deal with these swans.

These guys, not to mention three-on-one, even five-on-one are very difficult to deal with.

Looking at each other, the eyes of all the leaders finally looked at A Dong together.

For them, the swan is a headache for them, but not for that kid.

A Dongmo.

He also wanted that kid to do something, but that kid didn't listen to him at all!
but.

"I'll ask!"

Everyone could hear A-Dong's question clearly, and they could also see clearly what others answered.

Facing A-Dong, whose neck was red with anger, the leaders didn't know how to persuade him.

There are disobedient children in every department, but this is really the first time I see a kid like this.

"Qingbu's location still has an advantage!" Lan Yu said.

Sweeping his eyes, taking the nearby geography into his eyes again, Hirayama nodded: "Yes, it will be more convenient for us without the tent..."

Grandpa Kezi listened to the various ideas of Pingshan and others, and the more he listened, the more proud he became.

It's not that Pingshan and the others have good ideas, but that compared to the methods they thought of, Xia Weiwei told him that those few were simply perfect.

"I think outflanking and siege can't escape the fact that we might be injured!" Holding his chin, Grandpa Kezi thought for a while, looking distressed, and then changed his expression.

"How about this? Let's make a big net, prop up the big net, and then drive it from all sides, driving all the swans under the big net. Or make a long net, drive the swans to the direction of the net pocket and trap them in the hunters. kill!"

Everyone: "???"

What is the big net, and what is the net pocket?

"Is such that····"

Hey, Grandpa Kezi started popularizing science with everyone, the shape and practicality of the net bag, and everyone, hearing this was like enlightenment.

"Uncle Kezi, how did you come up with such a good idea?"

"Grandpa Kezi, don't you think too much?"

"It's alright, alright!" Grandpa Kezi cast a guilty glance at Xia Weiwei.

Xia Weiwei turned her head silently.

"!"

Originally, Xia Weiwei turned his head aside because he didn't want to embarrass Grandpa Kezi too much. Grandpa Kezi would always feel guilty when she stared at him, but he didn't want to see the contempt flashing in the boy's cold eyes when he tilted his head.

Suddenly, she couldn't control her mouth.

"what happened again?"

boy:"·····"

Xia Weiwei: "..."

She shouldn't be mean.

There was a muttering in my heart, and at the same time, a thought also arose at the same time.

Damn, Xia, who hadn't approached anyone for many days, leaned slightly to approach the boy.

Ask in a low voice: "Is this sweater warm?"

The boy was unmoved.

Xia Weiwei didn't force it, and said to herself: "Our Duoyu's small quilt and big quilt are also very warm! If you can get rid of these swans, I'll weave you a big quilt later, and I'll give you a lot of fluff!"

There is a lesson from A-Dong, saying that Xia Weiwei didn't keep any hope during these times, but she didn't have any sense of hope, but she didn't imagine any bad directions.

So, when she finished speaking and the boy's cold eyes turned to her again, and he did not hide the sarcasm in Hong Guoguo's eyes, Xia Weiwei couldn't turn the corner.

Wen Ya: "You don't need much fluff for a quilt."

Xia Weiwei: "..."

Is this reminding her that she shouldn't be greedy for his fluff, or is it reminding her not to be too greedy?
···One hundred and ten swans only gave him a blanket, which is indeed a bit too much.

"How about two? A pad and a cover?"

"···idiot."

"..."

If you don’t bring this, a sister like you will be angry.

Xia Weiwei tried her best to convince herself that this super dumb person is just a kid, and an adult in his 20s really doesn't need to care about him.

We not only eat more food than him, but also live a lifetime longer than him... But, we are still very angry, especially when we are so angry that our hearts are burning, but other people's eyes are full of coolness without a trace of emotion.

"It's true that you made the swan, but I made the weaving. You can see how difficult the weaving is..."

Xia Weiwei tried her best to let the little kid know that she didn't take advantage of him, but when the cold eyes turned to stare at her again, she felt guilty for no reason.

"Then what, I'm not a selfish person. After knitting a blanket and quilt for you, I will distribute the sweaters made from the remaining fluff to everyone without occupying them."

It stands to reason that Xia Weiwei has made it so clear, even if that disdainful look does not turn into admiration, it should be restrained.

However, what she said was not admiration or restraint, but more contempt.

"Where did I say something wrong, you just say it?"

"The prey I shoot, I have the right to decide where the fur of the prey goes."

"..."

There are several words in this sentence, one, two, three...
Stretching his fingers, Xia Weiwei paused to count, and while surprised that he could say seventeen characters in one breath, he also discovered the problem in this sentence.

The prey he hunts, he has the ownership of the fur of the prey... That is to say, I don't have the qualification to decide the fur of his prey...

Glancing at the people who were enthusiastically planning the battle plan, Xia Weiwei said in a low voice, "My plan is not made by a white gang!"

The boy's eyes remained the same, but Xia Weiwei forcibly saw the sarcasm in those eyes that hadn't changed at all.

No matter how one bed quilt can weave two sets of clothes, not to mention the down selection and strict quilt.

At the point of collecting remuneration, her heart is already very dark.

(End of this chapter)