Traveling Through the Stars

The children only had lunch in the middle of the afternoon. The beef head was really not easy to stew.

After waiting for such a long time, the children were so hungry that they sat down at the dinner table and gnawed on their stomachs.

Robbie came back a while ago, put the purple corn on the grill, turned around and came back to eat one, turned around and came back to eat one, and didn't want the rest, and the children ate them separately.

Only Zhu Xingzhi and Zhu Xingrong were the ones who really ate it. Qi Yan, Qi Rong, and Qi Zhan were reluctant to eat it, but they were embarrassed to put it away, staring at the half of the purple corn cob in their hands.

"Why don't you eat it? What are you thinking about?" Zhu Xingrong bumped Qi Zhan with his shoulder: "Purple corn is really delicious, mine is so tender, it's more delicious than the one grown in the field, and it tastes extra delicious."

Qi Zhan pursed his lips: "I want to take it home and feed it to my mother."

Zhu Xingrong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this answer, he raised his eyes to look at Zhu Xingzhi.

Zhu Xingzhi chewed tender corn kernels in his mouth, hesitated for a while, got up and threw the small energy wood into the grill stove: "Luo Bi usually doesn't care about these, let you make up your own mind, Xing Rong and I will definitely Say nothing else."

As a result, Qi Yan, Qi Rong, and Qi Zhan put away half of the purple corn.

When it got dark, Luo Bi couldn't help stripping off Wu Shaozi's battle robe, distributed a bundle of millet to each of the children, and escorted them all the way to the place where she usually started, that is, the top and bottom of Xiaozhu Mountain, where she usually stayed.

"Okay, it's safe here, go home on your own!" Luo Bi said.

The planting fields that Zhu Xingzhi and Zhu Xingrong had cleared up were nearby, and it was no problem for the children to return to the safe zone from here.

Zhu Xingzhi was worried about Luo Bi, and asked, "Aren't you going back with us?"

"I still have to go back to the Millet Valley, you guys go home first!" Luo Bi urged the children to leave quickly, she was busy.

Zhu Xingzhi and the others had no choice but to dawdle away, while Luo Bi returned to Mishan in a gust of wind, put Wu Shaozi on his war robe, and coaxed him to lead the troops to work.

Before that, Luo Bi used a rope to thread the millet up. Zhu Xingzhi and Qi Rong also helped to cut dozens of logs, put the red porcelain spoons on the logs, and then began to hang up the supplies.

The bottom is hung and the top is hung, one after another, the red porcelain spoons are almost squeezed out.

Luo Bi turned left and right, and couldn't find a place to start, so he had to carry vegetables and other materials into the sports car. The local pigs were tied into strings, still using the first method, tied to the back of the sports car and dragged back.

Luo Bi got into the car and tried it out. As long as the tie is close and the speed is faster, the earth pig will not be easily caught by the trees.

The red porcelain spoon in the front was carrying the heap of millet, in the middle Robbie was dragging the soil pig, and the spoon in the back was broken. The group dragged out of Mishan, and there were still people in Xiaozhushan at this time, so Luo Bi bypassed the people and left Xiaozhushan.

In the middle, Luo Hang's message came, and Luo Bi impatiently said, "It's home."

The red porcelain spoon was carrying millet grains through the market, attracting passers-by to stop, Luo Bi drove the distance and ran to the front. Fortunately, the red porcelain spoon knew the way somewhat, and did not fall behind, catching up and going home.

Luo Hang stood in shock at the door, and followed in dazedly, throwing away the red porcelain spoon.

Relieved, Luo Hang began to chop the ears of corn. He was too busy, so he called Guan Zhuting to come over and do it together. After a busy night, it took only a little half of it.

The next day, Robbie returned with a full load.