I'm not a wild eater

[The rain finally stopped, I thought it would be another day. 】

【The rain has stopped, Master Mu and the others are busy again. 】

[The post-disaster reconstruction has begun. 】

Muqing took out a machete and cut off the bamboo strips that fixed the bamboo and the roof.

"What time is it?" Yan Shu rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze.

"It's past two o'clock."

"Huh?! It's already afternoon?" Yan Shu became more energetic.

Taiji was woken up by Yan Shu's movement, looked around blankly, lay his head back on his back, squinted his eyes and continued to sleep.

Yan Shu also took out the machete and removed the bamboo strip from another direction.

Lift off the top cover.

Mu Qing took a deep breath towards the oncoming sunshine.

"Sunshine! How nice."

Yan Shu stretched out his arms to support himself.

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Chapter 290 Tai Chi Meat Is Not Tasty

suddenly...

"Alas! Alas!"

"Suck... Sisi..."

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Yan Shu like this, Mu Qing didn't react for a moment.

"You are stupid, you try to bend like this all night, you obviously have cramps!"

Yan Shu gritted his teeth and stood up straight with all his strength.

"Well, I seem to have been singing with you all night." Mu Qing said carefully.

"You... huh..."

It doesn't take more than three seconds.

Yan Shu bared his teeth and rubbed his calf.

I felt that my cramp was getting better, and my expression slowly eased down.

"Sitting all night, you have to squat first, and then stand up slowly."

"You get up after exhaling like this, of course you will have cramps, and you have the nerve to call me stupid."

The mu halal really couldn't help, so he couldn't help laughing after holding back.

Master Mu is a little swollen today.

Mu Ye: Are you doubting my ability?

At Mu Ye's age, he should be inflated every day.

Up front, something is wrong with you.

Taking advantage of Master Shu's cramps, he hurriedly yelled hard.

Say the worst words, and get the worst beatings.

Master Shu: I've been aggrieved all night, and I just want to practice with you.

"you..."

"Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, and I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Yan Shu was indignant, but his right calf, which was cramped just now, still hurt a little.

I can only remember it first, and wait for the settlement after the fall.

"It's good when the sun is out, and I feel better."

"Come on, let's go and see how big the post-disaster reconstruction project is."

Muqing stretched out his hand, and led Yan Shu out across the bamboo.

Walk out of the bamboo forest and come to the original location of the tree house.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a miserable word." Yan Shu shook his head and sighed.

The tree house is built on the trunks of two trees, one on the left and the other on the right.

Facing the mountain belt, the slightly thicker tree was directly uprooted by the strong wind.

It was it that caused the tree house to fall and broke another tree at the knee.

The bamboo that Muqing originally kept and was going to feed the pandas was scattered all over the forest, and it seemed to be everywhere.

"Tai Chi... dinner is ready..." Mu Qing turned around and shouted loudly.

Ok?

no response.

"Qia Zhuzi!" Mu Qing changed his tone.

Tai Chi quickly ran out of the bamboo forest.

Without any scruples, he pulled a pile of poop in the old place, then twisted his buttocks, and hopped to pick up bamboo to eat.

"It's all like this, why don't you want to change it?" Yan Shu complained helplessly.

The location where Tai Chi shits is less than one meter away from Yan Shu.

"The old man really doesn't mind this time."

"The tree house is completely useless, go back and repair the shelter." Mu Qing smiled, patted Yan Shu and said.

"I hope it's just repairs, not reconstruction." Yan Shu shrugged.