Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 1318 Okay, she keeps it for herself

  Robi hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield and went out of the valley to find the materials she had collected before.

  She brought obsidian, which is not big, but the small area lighting is absolutely no problem. Of course, this small-area lighting has a much wider coverage than the lighting lamp, otherwise, who would pay a high price for obsidian, the lighting lamp can be much cheaper compared with it.

  Let a red porcelain spoon carry the white obsidian, and when it arrives, the two red porcelain spoons guarding the supplies are still there. It's just a bit silly, turning left and right, a bit at a loss.

  In this regard, Robbie's mood is a bit complicated, this is not the reaction that the array should have.

  Wu Lao looked at that shiny piece of obsidian which was very rare, and wanted to pull it over to play with it, but it didn't have a hand. If you want obsidian, you must lie flat. The instinctive Wu Shao didn't want to lie down flat, so it's better to get tangled.

  The red porcelain spoon carried the millet, Robbie took the opportunity to throw the pigs and vegetables on the sports car.

  When Robbie returned home, it was half an hour later than yesterday. Luo Hang was planning to go to the safe area to pick her up. Hearing that she was back, he returned the same way.

  Here, the red porcelain spoon unloads the materials. It is said that it is unloading, but in fact it is throwing. The red porcelain spoon does not understand unloading and throws it away. The soil pig that had bumped all the way was thrown down along with it, groaning silently, but fortunately, it didn't directly fall to the ground, but there was a pile of millet grains, and it didn't fall out of trouble.

  Robi took the pig legs, grabbed two in one hand, and threw them into the pig's nest.

  The pheasant and the winged rabbit were thrown into their respective dens. Both fainted and then came back. They might not be alive, so they ate them in time.

   Returning to the front yard, Luo Bi counted out five bundles of millet grains. Thinking of today's harvest, he hesitated and went down to the pig house. The local pig was getting acquainted with the new environment, and Robbie stared at it for a while, then brought out a litter of three.

   Turned around and went next to catch the pheasant wing rabbit. It was not enough to raise it, so she would give it to Wushao, so she kept it for herself.

  People are biased, and Robbie is no exception.

  Furthermore, it is enough that she can give Wusao these things. She doesn't say who knows how much supplies she can get when she goes out. Robbie has a bottom line for being a human being. Even if Wushao is like a child, she doesn't fool it and take advantage of it.

  It should be a spoon, Robbie will definitely give it.

  Robi has allocated, the red porcelain spoon picked up the supplies, think about what he has not forgotten, and got into the car to send Wu spoon home.

  Along the way, Robbie taught Wu Zao to recognize the way and the door.

  Whose family is this? Whose family is that? The same thing as yesterday.

  As for Wu spoon, do they hear it? I don't know, Robbie taught it anyway.

  Even at night, there were pedestrians on the road. He twisted his head one by one, and Robbie quickly passed by when he saw it. When he arrived at the door of Wu's house, Robbie watched Wu Shaozi and they entered the door, then turned and went to eat at his family's house.

  On the way to her family’s home, Robbie’s communicator rang, and her number was Wucheng. If Luo Bi didn't pick up, Wu Cheng would fight again and again.

   Suddenly died of him, Robbie saw his father waiting for her at the door and drove the car directly into the yard. After getting out of the car, Luo Bi called Xun, and Luo Hang didn't say anything he wanted to say. He went into the kitchen and called Guan Zhuting to set up a meal.

  Wu Cheng hit over and over again, nothing more than wondering about the supplies Wu Lao had brought back.

  Good fellow, five bundles of millet a day, for two consecutive days. Yesterday he wanted to ask, but he didn't ask, but today it's good, with a brood of pigs, pheasants, and winged rabbits. Wu Cheng couldn't help asking what the situation was no matter how hard he was.

   "I went out to play with the materials I harvested, and they were distributed to your family members." Luo Bi said nothing, hung up the communication and went to the table for dinner.

  (End of this chapter)