Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang stored a complete set of kitchen utensils in the space, making it very convenient to open fire.

"Dig up two more sweet potatoes. Yes, wash the soil and put them over to steam together."

Su Haitang didn't add any seasoning, and was going to steam a pot of original flavor to try the taste.

A big pot full of peanuts, corn, edamame, potatoes, sweet potatoes and taro!

"Okay, let's sit down and rest for a while."

Su Haitang put the lid on the pot, sat on the pony to add firewood to the stove, and watched the smoke rising into the sky and dissipating quickly, and her mood became brighter.

"How are you doing? When will you come back? Are you not injured?"

The little fox swam happily in its own small spiritual spring pool, its fluffy white tail swaying like it was controlling the course.

"That's it. We fight and kill all day long. They are all foreign devils with blue eyes and yellow hair. They wanted to kill us, but we killed them easily."

"Cheng Yuanzheng is so powerful, it only takes one moment to kill someone." The little fox stretched out his right paw and gestured.

"Crack, the neck was twisted, the head almost drooped to the shoulders, there was no breath, and there was not even a groan."

The little fox described it vividly and his expressive ability has greatly improved, as if he had grown up by two or three years.

"I also helped a lot."

The little fox's red eyes are bent, and his standard fox face looks cunning and cunning.

"I can eavesdrop on their conversation, then hide and make noise, lure them out, and kill them one by one! Come and kill one, come two and kill a pair, whether they come back or not!"

When the little fox finally spoke, he slapped the water with murderous intent, causing water to splash in all directions.

"Which part are you listening to?"

Su Haitang added some more firewood in a funny manner, and pulled the bellows twice to make the fire grow vigorously.

"Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses!" The little fox giggled, danced and swam in a mess. "The Royal Cat and the Golden Mouse fought fiercely. They are both powerful heroes!"

"Have you heard about the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses? Have you finished listening to The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties?"

Su Haitang chatted with it casually, and his mood changed unconsciously. He became less worried and worried, and his smile became much calmer.

The vague wariness in my heart towards the little fox also faded away.

After all, the root of everything lies in strengthening yourself. If you are self-reliant, you will not be afraid of foreign aggression, the world will surrender, and the heroes of the world will surrender!

Well, she was almost brainwashed when she listened to the little fox talking about storytelling happily.

"I'm listening to that one too, but I still prefer the Royal Cat and the Golden Mouse, especially that one, the sense of immersion you mentioned."

The little fox swung its head and tail and swam in circles.

"A sense of immersion is really important."

Su Haitang agrees.

Royal cats, golden-haired mice and the like are more likely to be felt close to by little foxes, as they are the same kind, right?

"Where are you now? What did Cheng Yuanzheng bring?"

Su Haitang asked Cheng Yuanzheng again.

The water vapor in the pot is steaming, releasing the aroma of the food, which is mixed but delicious.

The little fox jumped over with tears streaming down his face, squatting on the small bench to shake off the water drops on his body. His white fur became fluffy again, and his whole little body gained weight.

"I'm on some island near the North Pole. I can't understand what they are saying. It's so cold and it's never dark! The sea is full of ice! I don't want to stay in that damn place."

The little fox complained repeatedly and soon became happy again.

"There's a dog sled over there. I don't even have to walk. It's pretty comfortable to sit on."

Northern Lights!

Su Haitang listened silently, not knowing how to react.

She believes that the lair of the leader of the criminal organization should be built in a subtropical area with a pleasant climate and more convenient for enjoyment.

Why did you go to the North Pole, which is so cold and uninhabited?

Is it necessary to produce drugs?