Traveling Through the Stars

   Chapter 1347 The orange spoon is a money fan

  Looking at the orange spoon for luck, Robbie digs out her flowers again, purely owing. She didn't understand. Instructor Lin had nothing wrong with him except for being upright, because the orange spoon was unpleasant everywhere.

  Fighting and running fast, like to act like a baby, but also keen to make trouble, never do business.

  With whom?

   I didn’t see that the instructor Sui Lin, from the environmental factor, just didn’t follow anyone and he couldn’t get into such a temperament.

  Robi sewed the brocade shirt, pondered the orange spoon in his heart, and finally did not analyze the reason. She learned how to make clothes this time, and she hid under the shelf on one side to prevent Wu and Orange from seeing them. They couldn't control herself when they saw the new clothes.

  His thoughts circled around, and Luo Bi's thoughts turned, and then he remembered the team collecting supplies on the side of Yishan. Raising her wrist, she gave her brother Hua Ran and Zhu Xingzhi a few calls and exchanged news.

  The team over there was still busy harvesting millet, and by the way, hunting for treasures. Huaran took it twice and went back without even drinking any saliva.

  The millet that was transported back belonged to everyone, and Huaran helped transport it back to the safe area. Huang Chao followed, but did not unload it to Luo Hang's house, and Hua Ran proposed it. Huang Chao didn't ask much about this, and took the initiative to transport the two carts of millet to his home.

  In fact, Robbie knows the reason without asking. Many of the Luo family’s children have gathered at the Feizhu Star in the past two days, and they might go there as a guest anytime. If they were to see those millet valleys, no matter who they belonged to, it would definitely be another entanglement.

  Instead of this, it's better to put it in someone's home.

  Waiting for Robbie to finish all the jerseys, iron them and put them away neatly. It was already close to the evening, and two furnaces were refining and fried.

  It’s normal to explode, but it’s strange if it doesn’t. Robbie doesn’t know what he wants to refine? Just throw in the refining materials indiscriminately, just like this, refining and frying one furnace at a time, this is all right.

  Looking at the sky at the point of cooking, Robbie moved his body, opened the refrigerator to pickle the ingredients, and moved some sun-dried energy wood blocks on the top of the hill, and put them aside for later use.

  After dark, Hua Ran, Huang Chao and the others hadn’t come back yet, but Wu Cheng’s team had come back first. When Robbie got the news, he hurriedly sent Wusao and Orange Spoons away, one by one, they were noisy to death.

  Before sending these spoons away, Robbie still took the unused shirt off Wu Laozi.

  It was not the first time to be stripped of clothes. Wu Shaozi made a few strokes. He didn't keep his clothes and didn't make much noise. He wrapped a small handkerchief and ran to the door to wait for a bunch of spoons behind.

  The orange spoon picked up the energy flowers, and Le Diandian followed, not knowing what it was looking for. Before leaving, he went around in the yard.

  Robi was angry when he saw it. This orange spoon is a money fan, and he never walks empty-handed when he comes to her house. Carrying energy flowers and thinking about other things in her house, I have never seen this kind of spoon.

On the way, Robbie still teaches a group of spoons to recognize the door.

  This house, that house, those you know, those you don’t know, Robbie taught all the way.

  Robi sent to the door of Wu's villa. She wanted to be the same as before. She watched the spoons enter the house and left.

  "Bring the spoons back." Wu Shao came out, and he figured out that it was time for them to return. He came out to pick them up, just in time for the spoons to come back: "Go in and sit down, Wu Cheng cut the watermelon."

  While speaking, Wu Shao swept his eyes and ordered the number of spoons, no more, no less, just right.

  It was the same number when I went out in the morning, and it was the same when I came back.

  (End of this chapter)