I am a good citizen of Condor Shooting!

Chapter 48

Mo Yan had a good night's rest, and at dawn the next day, he started his life on Peach Blossom Island, the Library Pavilion, the yard, and even took back the work of delivering meals to Zhou Botong from the hands of the mute.Fortunately, Mo Yan's internal energy is abundant and his physical strength is very good, so he still has some spare energy to practice and read, otherwise he would definitely be exhausted if he were someone else.

He lowered his body and walked through a large clump of peach branches, the entrance of Zhou Botong was imprinted in his eyes. Mo Yan coughed lightly twice to remind the people inside of his arrival, and then walked in loudly.The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and it was rare for Mo Yan to maintain a smile. He had to admit that he could actually take a few days off, and the reason why he was in such a hurry to deliver Zhou Botong's meals was because he wanted to find someone to talk to. , to show off his newly learned ventriloquist.

"Mo Yan, you are here. The person who delivered the food two days ago was so bored to death. No matter what I said, he didn't even fart. I was about to be driven crazy by him. Fortunately, you came. I won't say you're bored anymore, it's better for you." Just as he was thinking about how to tell Zhou Botong the good news that he learned ventriloquism, he heard a pitiful male voice sound from above his head.Feeling puzzled, he raised his head and looked up, and in the next second, he saw Zhou Botong hanging upside down on the roof of the cave, his right foot was dangerously caught on a protrusion, and there was no other protection.

It was normal for Zhou Botong to even complain and complain, and although it was a bit dangerous to fall into the cave, it was basically like walking on the ground for a martial arts master like him. All of this was normal, except...

"Zhou Botong, did you bathe in mud?" That's right, Mo Yan was very surprised, not because of the dangerous-looking action, but because of the unbearable appearance of the old boy in front of him.Mo Yan frowned. At this moment, Zhou Botong was covered in mud and his hair had turned into clumps, making it difficult for him to notice.He was sure that he had never been a clean freak, but it was no longer a question of whether he was a clean freak or not. He thought that anyone with normal aesthetics would not be able to bear Zhou Botong's current appearance.

Mo Yan was helpless, he clearly remembered that Zhou Botong looked fine before he left, why did he make himself into this appearance in less than a month?Right in the middle of the stomach, I saw him turn over and jump down, his eyes widened in surprise, his face full of disbelief, and he was about to throw himself on him.Seeing this, Mo Yan hurriedly took a step back, looked at Zhou Botong's torn robe that was still dripping with muddy water from time to time, and directly refused, "Keep away from me."

"Mo Yan, why are you able to speak?" Zhou Botong didn't care whether he was rejected before or not, he just thought it was amazing, "Oh no, no, you didn't open your mouth." He scratched his head and thought for a while, then suddenly he patted his head and suddenly realized, "You were talking with your stomach just now. I remember my brother told me about this before, it's called ventriloquism, right? After you learn ventriloquism, can you chat with me in the future, so you don't have to write back and forth It's so troublesome." After speaking, he giggled and looked at Mo Yan, as if he was waiting for praise.

"That's right, it's ventriloquism." Mo Yan nodded affirmatively, but he didn't express his opinion on chatting.Filtering out what should be filtered out in his mind, Mo Yan put the food box on the table, turned around and saw Zhou Botong writhing like fleas on his body, couldn't help but said, "Zhou Botong, go take a bath, I'll I remember the last time I came here, I saw a big puddle here, although you live by yourself, you should pay attention to it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhou Botong mumbling in dissatisfaction, "I just took a shower this morning, why do I have to take a shower again?"

Mo Yan looked at Zhou Botong in disbelief, and complained truthfully, "So you went to play with the dirt after washing?" That's why you were covered in mud.

"How do you know?" Zhou Botong followed Mo Yan, his tone full of surprise.

"..." Mo Yan stopped suddenly, and rubbed his temples helplessly. He felt that being with Zhou Botong was a great way to exercise his ventriloquism, because it was just such a short few minutes, and it was worse than staying with Huang Yaoshi. There was more to say for most of the day, "You go first, I'll go back and get you some clothes." Mo Yan looked at the clothes that had been worn out by Zhou Botong, they were so dirty that he couldn't bear to look directly at them, Mo Yan sighed, and had to Going back home to donate a piece of his own clothes, Zhou Botong is half a head shorter than him, so it just fits him well.

"Hey, Mo Yan, Mo Yan, you're leaving so soon?" Zhou Botong was obviously not happy about this, since we haven't seen each other for more than half a month, how can we leave as soon as we meet, he hasn't talked enough yet!It's a pity that the poor sanitation made Mo Yan firmly reject him.

Striding towards the island owner's yard, Mo Yan was thankful, fortunately, he still had some spare clothes, although they were the standard equipment for dumb servants, but fortunately they were durable enough to support Zhou Botong for several days.Although the problem was solved, would he still be responsible for Zhou Botong's basic necessities?Well, it doesn't work, but all his assets add up to less than 100 taels, and the result of losing the "public funds" privately is absolutely unaffordable and does not want to be affordable!

Mo Yan made a serious face and made up his mind that this matter must be discussed with Huang Yaoshi. This Zhou Botong is all caused by himself and has nothing to do with him.

Just as he was thinking, when Mo Yan raised his head, he realized that he had already arrived in the courtyard, and the person standing in the corner looking down at something was Huang Yaoshi himself!Wait, the position in the corner... Isn't that exactly the mandala plants I raised before?Huang Yaoshi had nothing to do to observe what he was doing. Feeling puzzled and wanting to discuss Zhou Botong's matter with Huang Yaoshi, Mo Yan quickly walked up to him, "Island owner, where are you..." What are you doing? ?However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a vague childish voice.

"Brew!"

"..." Mo Yan felt his whole body go stiff, a chill rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to the top of his head, so awkward, he twisted his neck stiffly, Little Huang Rong's happy smiling face huddled together and appeared in front of him. In front of her eyes, there was an inexplicable sense of stupidity, she kept clapping her hands, and called out names that made Mo Yan embarrassed and helpless.

"I'm not your mother." Shaking his head amusingly, Mo Yan stated the facts, then couldn't help but lower his head and pinch Huang Rong's tender cheeks. The doting in the heart, the soft child, is always lovable, isn't it?Besides, Huang Yaoshi was not very satisfied and forced himself to ignore the scene of the dumb servant molesting his daughter in front of him, maintaining a calm expression, and stopped Huang Rong, who had been reaching out to Mo Yan for a hug, into his arms, and finally clicked He nodded, looked at Mo Yan inadvertently, then looked down at a few bare flower pots, and asked, "Is this the flower you planted?"

"Well, it's the mandala seeds from last time. I brought them back earlier and left them alone. I picked them up yesterday and planted them." When talking about the mandala, Mo Yan caught a glimpse of the mandala around him. Huang Yaoshi on the side froze, wondering if he had read it wrong, and then Huang Yaoshi nodded as if he had realized the next second, then looked at Mo Yan as if nothing had happened, and said something that made him very depressed, "But according to my observation just now, two of these pots are already dead."

"What?" Mo Yan looked at the three flowerpots on the ground in disbelief, and couldn't help asking, "But I planted them yesterday, how could they die so quickly?" I remember digging out the mandala Most of the seeds inside were shriveled, and it seemed that they could not be fed. Only three seeds were considered normal, so they were planted in three pots.It's only been a day, and he was told that two-thirds of it was hopeless. Mo Yan was surprised and couldn't help feeling annoyed about his poor technique.

"Probably because you watered a little too much. Datura is more drought-tolerant, you can water it once every half a month." Huang Yaoshi looked at the semi-wet soil and guessed, but this may not even convince him, after all Even if he was really drowned, it wouldn't show up within a day.But what else is possible?He thought about all the habits of Datura, but he couldn't find a situation similar to the present one.

But Mo Yan didn't know that Huang Yaoshi was also in doubt. He thought he had learned the truth, and suddenly realized that there was a flower planter in front of him. The previous groping was completely unnecessary, so he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.If it is said that Huang Yaoshi can plant flowers?Everyone on Peach Blossom Island will say, of course he will, otherwise, where do the tens of thousands of peach trees on Peach Blossom Island come from?Of course, although there is still a difference in the number of trees and flowers, it can also be seen from the side that Huang Yaoshi's skills in this area are considered excellent.

Quickly asking about a series of flower planting experiences while the iron was hot, Mo Yan made up his mind to take good care of the last pot of mandala, and moved it to his room in a serious manner, and put it on the window sill facing the sun.After clapping his hands, Mo Yan suddenly remembered that he forgot to tell Huang Yaoshi about Zhou Botong's problem, so he hurried out of the room, and Huang Yaoshi hadn't left yet, so he took this opportunity to speak out.

"Island owner, I came from Zhou Botong's side before, and saw his clothes were tattered, so I wondered if I should prepare some custom-made clothes for him on the island..." The remaining half of the sentence disappeared in Huang Yaoshi's eyes like a madman. In his gaze, Mo Yan twitched his lips, giving up the desire to continue.Of course, he gave up and continued, Huang Yaoshi who patted Xiao Huang Rong lightly did not intend to give him this chance, he looked at Mo Yan as a matter of course, and said in disbelief: "What do you need to prepare clothes for Zhou Botong? It is best not to go down and leave Peach Blossom Island."

Well, well, he also knew that Huang Yaoshi disliked Zhou Botong the most, wishing that he would leave Peach Blossom Island in disgrace, so he could only provide clothes by himself, he didn't want to either.Mo Yan suppressed the corners of his twitching mouth, looked at Xiao Huang Rong who was being patted and coaxed to sleep, and felt for a moment that it is good to be young...