Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

　　So Huang Lei simply took this as a joke. In fact, even Huang Lei had no idea. After all, don't talk about this kind of thing before, and no one has heard of it.

　　"I know!"

　　"Hahaha, I understand too! The longing for life is just a life program, and there is absolutely no feudal superstition!"

　　"I believe it too, haha!"

　　"Mr. Huang is too cute? Everything is fine, but the marriage is too early."

　　"What's the matter? Could it be that you still have any thoughts on Mr. Huang?"

　　......

　　Da Mao doesn't understand, if he understands, he will definitely be forced.

　　The labor and capital are thousands of miles away from the cattle, how can they become my pot again?

　　And what, why don't I know the buffalo is afraid of me?

　　These stunned young people are not afraid of the sky and the earth. In Africa, even lions can overturn them. They will kneel down for me. Why do I have such a big face?

　　Buffaloes can't be used,

　　At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, everyone backed away in horror, and some timid ones ran away.

　　He Jiong and his party were all confused. They looked back subconsciously. Under the leadership of Xiao Hei, those mandrills sneaked up to the show team at some point, and were grinning mischievously at the villagers.

　　Qin Qing also saw that something was wrong. He didn't explain anything, but grabbed Da Mao's face with his hands, tugged hard, and then let out a silver bell-like laughter.

　　What's even more amazing is that not only did Da Mao show no signs of being angry, but he split his mouth and screamed with excitement.

　　"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　　Da Mao shook his head while screaming, like a fool who was laughing at the crowd.

　　"Hahaha, this monkey is so funny!"

　　"Shut up, that's not a monkey, it's a mandrill! The ghostly mandrill!"

　　"But they are really funny!"

　　"That's because the little gods are here, they are the servants of the little gods!"

　　There were whispers in the crowd, but after Qin Qing and Xiao Hei made such a fuss, the villagers' fear of mandrills basically disappeared.

　　"Okay, we still have a lot of work to do, so don't disturb the villagers!"

　　"I'll pull one ox cart, Peng Peng will pull one, and put those poles and bamboo baskets on the ox cart, as many as you can put. Silly girl, Qiqi, you can help push it."

　　When I came to the radish field, the carload of radishes was not yet full, and all the members of the mushroom house were tired and sweating profusely, and their faces were pale.

　　It's not their fault. First of all, Peng Peng and the others have never done any farm work at all, and their physical strength is limited.

　　To give a very simple example, those fitness experts seem to be covered in muscles.

　　But for real farm work, they are probably not as good as a rural woman.

　　In farm work, strength is a factor, and more importantly, endurance.

　　There is another skill, don't look at the simple and easy to carry a burden, that is, carry two bamboo baskets with a flat pole and put them on the shoulders.

　　Those who are used to farm work know how to use skillful energy, how to walk, and how to carry the pole with the least effort.

　　This is like the oil seller said, without him, only familiarity.

　　There is one last reason, people who are used to farm work, shoulders, palms, soles and even muscles are used to this kind of thing.

　　Like calluses on hands, calluses on shoulders, muscles on legs…

　　Many people have encountered such a situation. You, a [-]-year-old young man, can't work as well as a grandfather who is over sixty years old. This is the reason.

　　Knowing that Peng Peng and the others had never done farm work at all, Huang Lei filled two bamboo baskets half full by himself, and then set off a demonstration.

　　"See, you have to be so bold, your waist must be straight, and your breathing must be restrained!"

　　Before Huang Lei's words were finished, Xiao Hei picked up a burden and carried it up in a similar fashion, grinning at Peng Peng and the others with a smug smile.

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The rest of the mandrills were all good at flattering, so they all rushed up and grabbed the burden in a hurry.

　　Those who didn't grab it turned their attention to the ox cart. These guys are smart. After some tossing, they were able to pull the ox cart and run very skillfully.

　　A few minutes later, those mandrills pushed up the bullock cart, carried the burden, and lined up in a long carrot convoy. Generally speaking, they marched towards the mushroom house in an orderly manner.

　　"It's fake, right? Mr. Huang, are we sure we're not making a movie?" Peng Peng's mouth was so wide that saliva flowed out involuntarily.

　　As expected of the brothers and sisters, Zhang Zifeng was relatively straightforward. He picked a mandrill that looked a little more honest and went to feed the monkeys.

　　"Really! These are really not people!" Zhang Zifeng said with a surprised look, clutching a handful of monkey hair.

　　The mandrill gave Zhang Zifeng a gloomy look, if it wasn't for Qin Qing's unforgiving little ancestor, it would definitely beat this silly woman fiercely.

　　You are human, your whole family is human!

　　MMP's, forget about it, you still do it, you have bald the hair style of labor and management, how can I hook up with the little female monkey next door?

　　"Mom, I feel like I have to sleep for a while, this must be a dream, right?" Mai's eyes widened, and his jade-like eyes kept rolling, staring straight at the mandrill transport team.

　　"Come on, come out, wash the floor, please explain to me, what the hell is this?"

　　"The cow has been criticized! Xiaoqing is the son of the forest, take it seriously!"

　　"Mandrills themselves are one of the most intelligent primates, with strong learning ability. Is there anything strange?"

　　"Labor and management smear your face, are your monkeys so arrogant?"

　　"Idiot haven't seen a circus, right? Is monkey cart strange?"

　　"What is a monkey cart? I only know old man carts."

　　"I can only say that the show team is really 666! For the ratings, the circus is invited."

　　"Idiot upstairs? Endangered animals, give me a try? Sit in prison and try it on?"

　　"I don't care, my son is the cutest!"

　　"Mom, team up to steal little Qin Qing? Stealing him is equivalent to stealing a zoo!"

　　"Team +1, whoever is cowardly has two smaller chests!"

　　……

　　With the help of more than [-] mandrills, all the radishes were stored in the cellar in less than three hours!

　　"It's hard work, everyone's hard work! Come on, eat sugar, eat sugar! Peng Peng, is the milk ready!? Add some plain oatmeal!"

　　In the yard of the mushroom house, there is a distinguished guest today.

　　More than [-] mandrills were sitting in a row, sitting solemnly in the courtyard, oops and grinning.

　　He Jiong was carrying a large bag of toffee, and Qin Qing was holding a small bag, and kept shuttling among the mandrills, ensuring that each mandrill could get three toffees.

　　Wheat and the others were not idle, they kept going in and out, bananas, apples, and kiwis.

　　Almost none of the fruits I bought yesterday were left, and all of them were brought out to serve the great heroes of this group of mushroom houses.