I'll hand over the system soon.

After separating from Gao Tao and the others, Sancho did not search aimlessly for edible plants, but asked the little guy on his hand: "Do you know the function of the flowers you bloom?"

The little guy doesn't speak much, and most of the time he can't even fully understand Sancho's words. After all, he has only officially learned to speak for a day. No matter how strong his learning ability is, he can't completely master human language in such a short time.

So when he heard Sancho's question, the little guy was very confused and stood motionless, looking completely stuck.

Sancho gave up on this question for the time being, planning to wait until the little guy became more familiar with human language before asking, and instead focused on collecting edible plants.

Sancho: "Can this be eaten?"

Little guy: "No."

Sancho: "What about this?"

Little guy: "No no."

Sancho: "Not even this?"

Little guy: "No, no, no."

Sancho: "······"

Under Sancho's repeated questioning, the little guy found fun, as if he was playing some pleasant game. A series of unsaid words were composed into a song with different intonations.

Don't tell me, apart from the fact that she felt a little chilled, it actually sounded pretty good.

Finally, after being heartbroken so many times, Sancho finally heard a different answer.

"Can this be eaten?!" After hearing too many objections, Sancho suddenly heard the word "yes", and Sancho was even a little unbelievable.

"Yeah, the master can eat it," the little guy said, swaying the branches and leaves.

Sancho corrected him amusingly: "It's not the owner who can eat it, it's this thing that can be eaten."

The little guy repeated like he was babbling: "Master, it is something that can be eaten!"

Sancho: "······"

You learned well, don’t learn it next time.

After digging out the edible plants that the little guy had identified and putting them into the space button, Sancho no longer asked the little guy if he could eat them after catching a plant, but said: "Qingxing, if you see an edible plant, call me." do you know?"

The little guy understood this sentence, and the outstretched branches and leaves nodded obediently.

But as a result, Sancho stopped talking much. The little guy couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted Sancho to talk to him, but he could talk very little, so he could only call his master anxiously.

Sancho had no choice but to teach the little guy some simple words while thinking about what to do next.

She thought about it, and it was probably unrealistic to rely on the little guy to find plants that could regulate her body, even if the little guy had completely mastered human language.

Because the little guy doesn't understand pharmacology.

The little guy only knows which things are poisonous and cannot be eaten, and which things are not poisonous and can be eaten, but the little guy does not know the functions of these plants.

Not to mention that although some plants are poisonous, they can be used as medicine, are not harmful to the human body, and can also treat certain diseases.

It was obviously unrealistic to teach the little guy pharmacology, so she had to find another way.

The flowers the little one bloomed yesterday gave her new ideas.

There simply aren’t too many aggressive plants like the little guy on the ancient planet. The little guy can bloom, and so can other aggressive plants.

After all, they are plants. No matter how they change, certain biological habits remain unchanged.

Such as flowering, such as fruiting.

So the question is, does the flower blooming by this little guy on her body only have special effects, or do the flowers blooming by all the aggressive plants on the ancient planet have special effects?

Furthermore, the flowers that bloom have special functions, but what about the fruits they bear? Will it be more effective?

Thinking of this, Sancho asked the little guy: "Qingxing, will you bear fruit?"

The little guy twisted and asked in confusion: "Knot, bear fruit? What, what is fruit?"

Sancho was stuck.

Great, what is fruitfulness?

How was she supposed to explain to this little guy what sexual reproduction was? Isn't it nice to say this in front of a three-year-old?

Sancho walked silently for a while, and finally found a plant with fruit. She pointed to the fruit on the plant and said to the little guy: "Here, this is the fruit of this plant."

"Fruit!" The little guy probably understood the meaning of the fruit, and shook it happily, and then said loudly: "Bear fruit! I, I bear fruit!"

Sancho raised his eyebrows, so the little guy can bear fruit?

After thinking about it, Sancho said with a serious look on his face: "You are still young, so don't be in a hurry to bear fruit yet."

So small, what fruit will it bear!

The little guy was confused again, "No, no fruit?"

Sancho nodded seriously, "Well, it doesn't bear fruit! You are not allowed to bloom casually, you know?"

Little guy: "Huh? Huh? Huahuatian!"

Why doesn't it bloom? Its flowers are sweet and the owner will eat them after they bloom!

Sancho touched the little guy's branches and leaves, "Well, I know your flowers are sweet, but you are not allowed to force them to bloom in the future, you know, they have to bloom naturally."

What does "naturally bloom?" mean? It doesn't understand.

"Just wait until you want it to bloom." Sancho felt the pressure of raising a child for the first time in a long time, which reminded her of the little emperor in the world of peach and plum.

At that time, the little emperor also had so many questions, which gave her a headache.

"Thinking about it?"

The little guy's voice was full of doubts. Just when Sancho thought that the little guy was going to ask her what "thinking" means again, he heard the little guy shouting in an extremely excited voice: "thinking! thinking!"

Sancho had no time to stop her, and sure enough, another flower bloomed on her wrist.

Sancho's quick eyesight and quick hands stopped the little guy from plucking the flowers down, and said feebly: "Didn't I just say that you can't just bloom flowers?"

The little guy asked in confusion: "Are you thinking about it?"

Didn't the owner say that it can bloom when it wants? Now it wants to bloom for the owner to eat.

Sancho wanted to touch his forehead, but he was afraid that if he let go, the little guy would pull the flower off, so he could only follow this action and said: "That's not what I meant when I said think about it."

After a pause, Sancho continued: "To bloom means to bloom when you grow up."

The little guy seemed to understand, and squirmed to break free from Sancho's restraints so that he could feed her the flowers.

Sancho did not let go of it, and continued to stop the little guy and asked: "Can you take this flower back?"

Take it back? The little guy shouted: "No, no, no! Don't go back!"

How can you take back the flowers that have bloomed? It wants to be fed to its owner!

This little guy is quite stubborn.

Seeing that the little guy didn't agree, Sancho could only explain: "I can't eat your flowers now. If I eat them, I will die."

The little guy understood the meaning of the word "death". It was frightened and froze on Sancho's wrist. After a while, he cried and said: "No, don't die, don't die!"

Sancho quickly stroked the little guy gently and comforted him: "Don't worry, I won't die yet. I haven't eaten your flowers yet, so can you take the flowers back?"

Haha, the little guy is as cute as ever.

The babies are as cute as ever.

Good night, babies