After the full-level boss is dressed as cannon fodder

Chapter 45
"There are so many people going out of the city to climb the mountain today!"

Luo Xuemei, who seldom goes out, just looks at the pedestrians on the road with relish.

"The Double Ninth Festival, just like this atmosphere." Tu Muzhen said casually.

Luo Xuemei nodded again and again.

Soon, Luo Xuemei discovered that there were also many teams along the way, all of them women traveling together.

Immediately, she felt a lot of peace in her heart.

Tu Muzhen grabbed a handful of dog's tail grass on the side of the road, and knitted the dog's tail grass with his fingers.

The tops of the two dog's tail grasses were used as ears, and another part was used as the head. After a while, a lifelike green rabbit head appeared in Tu Muzhen's hands.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Luo Xuemei shouted in surprise, "Sister Tu, you are amazing!"

Tu Muzhen smiled and handed the rabbit head to Luo Xuemei: "Do you like it? I'll give it to you if you like it."

"I like it!" Luo Xuemei nodded vigorously and took the special dog's tail grass carefully, "Thank you, Sister Tu!"

Tu Mu really couldn't hold back, and reached out and touched Luo Xuemei's head.

Although Luo Xuemei is only one year younger than Tu Muzhen, in terms of size, Tu Muzhen follows her father Tu Fusheng, and she is quite tall, almost 1.7 meters in modern terms.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhao Zhiheng disliked Tu Muzhen.

She is taller than most women, and even taller than some men.

In this era, women are beautiful with slenderness and weakness.

Tu Muzhen, who is tall and tall, naturally does not meet the mate selection criteria of those high-ranking men.

But Luo Xuemei's height is only about 1.5 meters, and her height only reaches the position of Tu Muzhen's shoulders.

Of course, Luo Xuemei is still young and will continue to grow in size in the future.

Therefore, when Tu Muzhen touched her head, she inexplicably felt that the elders cared about the younger generation, but it didn't feel abrupt at all.

The fat cat who followed behind saw this scene in his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little strange.

How did it feel that when Tu Muzhen touched Luo Xuemei's head, it seemed no different from when she usually touched his head?

Did Tu Muzhen really treat him like a human, or did he treat Luo Xuemei like a cat?
The fat cat couldn't help but wonder.

However, it subconsciously realized that this question, it must not ask Tu Muzhen face to face!

Because it always felt that if he really asked the question, Tu Muzhen's final response would not be the one he wanted to see.

"Sister Tu, how could you weave something out of wild grass? Would you still weave something else?" Luo Xuemei raised her head and looked at Tu Muzhen with reverence.

"Oh, I usually figure it out myself." Tu Muzhen smiled, "It's still a long way to go anyway, I'll make up something else for you."

"Okay, okay!" Luo Xuemei became more and more happy.

She excitedly sticked to Tu Muzhen's side, she couldn't leave.

When Tu Muzhen bent over to pull the dog's tail grass, he happened to see the fat cat following her feet.

Tu Mu's heart moved, holding the dog's tail grass and weaving it in his hand quickly.

Luo Xuemei looked confused: "Sister Tu, is this a leg you made up? This is a head! And this and this, this is a tail, right?"

In Luo Xuemei's shouting, soon, the "work" in Tu Muzhen's hands took shape.

Luo Xuemei looked at this "work" in Tu Muzhen's hands and felt a little familiar.

Without waiting for Luo Xuemei to remember, she suddenly noticed something, and when she looked down, she saw that Fat Cat was pulling at the corner of her skirt, as if she wanted to jump up.

Luo Xuemei's eyes jumped: "I thought of it! Sister Tu, you made up a fat cat!"

Look at the little animal that Tu Muzhen made out of dog's tail grass, doesn't it look exactly like a fat cat?

Even the fat cat's big head and belly are made up, so vivid!

No wonder she just felt familiar!
Tu Muzhen smiled and handed the straw "fat cat" to Luo Xuemei.

Luo Xuemei was so excited that she almost forgot about the straw bunny she just got.

"Okay, don't jump." Tu Muzhen looked down at the fat cat, "You've rubbed all the dust on Sister Luo's body. Be careful, I'll punish you for washing sister Luo's dress!"

The fat cat immediately calmed down.

But looking at the expression on his face, he was extremely aggrieved, and his eyes were still staring at Luo Xuemei's fat straw cat.

"Sister Tu, it's all right, Feifei is getting close to me, and I'm too happy." Luo Xuemei smiled, "And Feifei also thinks that this fat straw cat looks a lot like him, right?"

The fat cat nodded solemnly.

Luo Xuemei squatted down happily, and showed the fat cat up close.

The fat cat, who was obviously very anxious just now, is now more careful, just staring at the fat cat made of straw, but he didn't dare to stretch out his paws to touch it.

It is afraid that this straw-woven fat cat is too fragile. If it fails to control its strength and shoots the straw-woven fat cat away, it will be bad.

After watching for a while, the fat cat raised his head and barked at Tu Muzhen twice.

I am not satisfied!
You made it up obviously by me, but why did you give it to this little girl?
Luo Xuemei couldn't understand the fat cat's voice, she just thought it was just barking twice, but Tu Muzhen was a little bit dumbfounded.

How did she know that a cat would like these little things too?

"Don't worry." Tu Muzhen had no choice but to say, "I'll make one for you and hang it around your neck?"

"Meow meow!"

Then you should hurry up!
Tu Mu really couldn't, so he had to make up another one on the spot.

She also used straw to weave a rope that was neither long nor short, then strung the new straw-woven fat cat on it, and hung the straw rope around the fat cat's neck.

In this way, the fat cat can put the straw-woven fat cat in front of him and take a closer look, without worrying that when it walks on the ground, the straw-woven fat cat will fall to the ground and be scratched.

"Meow meow!"

Thank you so much!

Tu Muzhen smiled and shook his head.

She should have known that the things she made up will cause so much work to her, she just didn't show it!

"Sister Tu." Luo Xuemei pouted, "Why do I think that the cat you made up for Fei Fei is more beautiful than mine?"

Tu Muzhen was stunned: "Impossible? Isn't it all the same?"

The fat cat, however, seemed to agree with what Luo Xuemei said, and barked proudly.

Tu Muzhen glared at it.

At this time, what are you still messing with? !

"Sister Tu, look, even Feifei thinks so!" Luo Xuemei said with plausibility as if she had found a backer.

Tu Muzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Little girl, just say it straight, what do you want to do!"

Luo Xuemei rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Sister Tu, I knew that my little thought would definitely not be able to hide from you. In fact, I didn't want to do anything, that is... You see that you are so eccentric and fat, then you can Can't you make up something else for me?"

(End of this chapter)