Golden shaded dog is a means of transportation, do you say it is a forest ranger?

Chapter 382 Extra: Thanks to the boss for the reward
The sun sets and the breeze blows the red clouds.

The wintersweet branch that Brother Nan cut from the mountains grew into a straight and tall small tree in a few months under the nourishment of the spiritual soil, which was elegant and tough.

Li Mu stood under the wintersweet tree, spreading out his brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the stone table to paint.

A beautiful little leopard cat stood firmly on a wintersweet branch, not moving.

She is already very skilled at modeling.

Drawing a cat is easy -

Use thick ink and thin lines to outline the contours of the mouth, nose and eyes, and also add two strokes for the ears, then switch to water ink. With one stroke, the ink immediately spreads along the paper. With just a few strokes, the cat's body and head are outlined by the ink. With a little modification, it becomes a cat in traditional painting.

Then draw the tree branches and sprinkle the plum blossoms with cinnabar, making it easy and freehand.

"All right."

Li Mu looked at the painting he had drawn and nodded with satisfaction.

Lord Yogurt could no longer stay still. Upon hearing this, he immediately jumped down from the branch and looked at the rice paper cautiously.

"Master Yogurt, guess who this is?"

"Hmm! It's the black cat!"

“It’s not that dark.”

"It's a cat!"

".Does he look like Master Yogurt?"

"Not at all!" The cat took two steps back and shook its head.

"Yes." Li Mu corrected her, "I drew it based on Master Yogurt."

"Mr. Yogurt is not the Black Cat! The Sheriff is the Black Cat!"

The cat stared at the cat on the rice paper and looked at it again and again, shook his head again, and said firmly, "It's black and sloppy. Master Yogurt is very beautiful, with fur and patterns on its body."

"I only have black ink, and this is how it looks when I draw it."

"Then you can't!"

"Anyway, what I drew was Mr. Yogurt." Li Mu said as he picked up the pen again and wrote the four small words 'Mr. Yogurt' next to the cat on the paper.

After writing, he looked at the kitten again: "Look, Mr. Yogurt."

"certainly not!"

"Yes."

"Mr. Yogurt can't read, so he can't understand!"

"Oh, then I'll read it to you, sour, milk, big, people."

"Don't listen, don't listen!"

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"See? This is how elementary school students quarrel." Brother Nan's voice suddenly came from behind.

Li Mu turned around and saw Brother Nan sitting by the flower bed, pointing at him and talking to the kids. When he turned around, Brother Nan glared at him arrogantly: "What are you looking at? You two childish ghosts!"

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Li Mu silently turned his head, looked at the cat on the stone table, and tacitly filtered out Brother Nan's words.

The conversation between Brother Nan and the cubs is still going on——

"Brother Nan, what is an elementary school student?" asked the tiger cub sister.

"Li Mu and Suan Rou's behavior just now was like that of elementary school students."

"Ow."

"By the way, aren't you Siberian Tigers? Why can't you speak the Northeastern dialect?"

“What is Northeastern dialect?”

"That's right." Brother Nan thought for a moment, "For example, what did I just say? It's a greeting in Northeastern dialect. If someone looks back at you, what's wrong? A beautiful day has begun."

"What are you looking at?" The tiger cub sister imitated.

"What are you looking at?" the tiger cub brother followed.

"Snapped!"

"Why did you hit me?!" The tiger cub brother covered his forehead and moved closer to Brother Nan, looking at his sister aggrievedly.

"I don't know either." The tiger cub stared blankly at her claws that she had subconsciously slapped out.

"Pfft hahaha."

Brother Nan let out a series of gloating laughs.

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This woman has a really bad character.

Li Mu felt sorry for the little tiger cub in his heart for a second.

The ink on the rice paper has dried up.

The cat looked at the painting, then turned his head to look at the wintersweet tree beside him, stretched out a little paw to point at the plum blossoms in the painting: "Nimu, there are clearly no flowers on the tree."

“It will bloom in winter.”

"Why are there flowers in the painting?"

“I’ll draw it in advance.”

"You're scribbling!"

“This is called freehand painting.”

"I don't understand~"

"I just scribbled it." Li Mu shook his head helplessly, put down his pen and touched the cat's head. "See! You admit it!" The cat raised its chin proudly.

"I can't hide it from Master Yogurt"

"I am very smart!"

Li Mu shook his head and smiled, picked up the kitten, turned and walked towards the flower bed in the yard.

An excavator is working.

“Nothing, nothing, nothing.”

"Woo! Woo! Empty, empty, empty."

"Zi! Zhi!"

The small excavator drove to the empty flower bed, stretched out its long arm, dug a shovel of soil, and turned to walk towards another flower bed.

"empty empty empty"

This is not the sound of an excavator.

The small excavator is electric and silent.

This is the soundtrack that Brother Nan carefully dubbed for it.

It’s not Brother Nan who is operating it now.

It was the Monkey King playing with the remote control.

Brother Nan sat on a small stool, leaned his upper body forward, stared at the excavator without blinking and dubbed, looking extremely stupid.

The kids gathered around and watched with great interest.

"Hey, do you want to play?" Brother Nan saw Li Mu coming over and looked up at him.

"Here!" The Monkey King handed the remote control to Li Mu.

"Then let's play for a while."

Li Mu put down the yogurt and took the remote control.

Who can resist driving an excavator?

"It seems that I need to buy a remote-controlled truck, the kind that can dump its cargo bed." Brother Nan watched Li Mu's operation for a while and said seriously.

"Oh."

"Hey, you have to pour the sand slowly. You can't pour it all at once. It's easy to damage the truck that receives the sand." Brother Nan taught Li Mu how to drive an excavator. "The truck driver will beat you up, and if you make a big fuss, you won't get any work on the construction site anymore. No one will want you."

"how about this?"

"Slower and more gently."

"Oh."

With Brother Nan, a teacher who is even better than the master craftsman who graduated from Lanxiang, Li Mu feels that his excavator driving skills are improving rapidly.

The cat and the cubs watched for a while and wanted to play too.

Li Mu put the remote control on the ground.

The sound of cuckoos rang out in the mountains.

Li Mu went to the backyard and prepared to pick some vegetables for dinner.

Brother Nan was also in the backyard at this time, feeding the chickens with a basin of corn.

They built a chicken coop in the backyard and raised a lot of chickens and ducks, eating the food themselves and also giving it to the animals.

They are all free-range. Every day during the day, the Monkey King and the monkeys take them out to find food. The insects on the ground, grass leaves, and small fish and shrimps in the stream are all their food. Although they grow slowly, they taste good.

Occasionally, when Brother Nan is free, he will add some food to them.

"Cuckoo"

Sister Nan grabbed a handful of corn and threw it on the ground. Seeing a group of chickens rushing over to grab the food, she smiled with satisfaction.

Grab another handful and throw it on the other side.

A group of chickens quickly turned around and ran over.

Brother Nan was laughing happily.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the little black bears sleeping under the fruit trees in the spiritual field, holding half-eaten apples in their arms, looking very comfortable. An idea suddenly flashed in her mind.

Brother Nan remained calm, carrying the basin of corn and walking over, scattering bits of corn on the ground as he walked.

A big rooster with its head held high was attracted. It followed the corn trail left by Brother Nan and pecked all the way to the little black bear. Then a few grains of corn fell on the little black bear.

The big cock didn't even think about it.

"brush!"

"Ow Oo"

"Giggle!"

There was a sudden commotion in the backyard, with only Brother Nan covering his mouth, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Suddenly, she keenly noticed something.

Turning his head suddenly——

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I didn't see anything." Li Mu silently retracted his gaze, "Get ready to cook."

"Oh!"

Brother Nan simply poured a pot of corn onto the ground and let the chickens scramble for it.

(End of this chapter)