Qingwen shouted towards the courtyard.

For a while.

Xiao Hong rubbed her eyes and walked out, seeing the surprised scene in front of her.

Is the third master a god?

Knowing that there will be spring water emerging today, the craftsmen dug a pond here in advance.

The two little girls hurried to the spring and stretched out their hands to feel it.

The water temperature of the hot spring pool is a bit hot, which is not suitable for soaking in this season.

In the cold pool, the water temperature is icy cold, which is suitable for entering now.

While the two were laughing, Jia Jue went out of the room to stretch.

Anyway, I have nothing to do today, why not take a bath.

After breakfast, Jia Jue told Qingwen and Qingwen to make some ice and buy some watermelon and lychees for food.

Take a good bath today.

Xiaohong stood there without moving, and said with a somewhat tangled face:

"Third Master, we also want to take a bath."

Seeing the pitiful eyes of the two little girls, Jia Jue finally had no choice.

Only one block can be erected in the middle of the pool.

There is more or less a cover.

After Xiaohong Qingwen and the two left, Jia Jue took the scissors and went to the room to find a pair of pants.

Cut off half of it directly, and made a simple version of the pants.

After all, he also needs an image for Mr. Jue taking a bath.

Although the pants are not good-looking, they are practical.

He was considering whether to get out in a bikini, in case Daiyu came to take a bath.

Chapter 58 System crit rewards, Jalan was crying

An hour later, Xiaohong and Qingwen opened the door and came in.

While laughing, he ate all kinds of fruits in his hand.

It's just that the two of them looked at the half of the trousers in Jia Jue's hand, bent down and laughed.

What kind of new trick is this third master?

No matter how you look at these pants, they look like they were just washed yesterday.

Just cut it with scissors.

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Xiaohong walked over with a puzzled face and asked:

"Third Master, are you prodigal again?"

Jia Jue didn't answer, but raised his head and gave Xiao Hong a supercilious look.

I always feel that Xiaohong is laughing at herself overtly and secretly.

It's just that I can't refute it.

These pants are indeed a bit ugly, how can I blame myself for this.

Obviously the scissors are not easy to use.

"Go to the house and get some pants. You can cut them as I tell you."

Jia Jue said to Xiaohong angrily.

Xiaohong was not annoyed, she turned around and walked towards the house with a smile.

Qingwen put down her food and ran to the house to make ice.

"You shouldn't cut it like this, it's not how I want it at all."

"what is this?"

"Little Hong, you are so stupid!!"

In the Mozhu courtyard, Jia Jue's annoyed voice could be heard from time to time.

Half an hour later, Jia Jue sat comfortably in the pool wearing his improved underpants.

The summer is hot outside the pavilion, and insects and birds are singing.

In the pavilion, Jia Jue was soaking in the pool, and the water basin was filled with ice-cold fruits.

So unhappy.

There is a block in the middle of the pool, and Xiaohong and Qingwen are playing on the other side of the block.

What a fairy day in the courtyard.

"Third Master, when will you continue writing the fairy tale book?"

Xiaohong asked with a smile across the block.

Qingwen asked the same question with an even more excited face.

The two little girls were deeply attracted by the fairy tale storybook.

Hearing this, Jia Jue got a headache.

My mind became hot, and I wrote Xianjian III.

But because of my laziness, I didn't want to move my hands.

But my mind wants to watch a stage play, which is really a tangled problem.

Finally, after thinking about it again and again, Jia Jue said in a tangled tone:

"In the past few days, I really don't want to move, let's talk about it later."

Xiaohong and Qingwen were very sad when they heard Jia Jue's words.

According to their understanding, the third master was completely flattened.

Otherwise, I wouldn't say this.

Just when he was feeling comfortable, the voice of system sign-in sounded in Jia Jue's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for signing in to the critical strike and getting an unexpected reward."

Hearing the sign-in crit, Jia Jue suddenly recovered.

"Congratulations to the host for getting a maid card."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining five Thousand Machine Masks."

"Congratulations to the host for getting 10 taels of gold."

"A flintlock design blueprint."

After taking a bite of iced watermelon, Jia Jue opened the system warehouse.

First up is the maid card.

Open the system card, you can randomly draw a maid.

As for who it is, the system did not introduce.

And the Thousand Machines Mask is just like the name, thin as light paper, wearing it on the face can change the appearance.

It is really a must-have for walking in the rivers and lakes.

Needless to say, gold is inseparable from living in this world.

Gold has become the least valuable in the sign-in.

As for the flintlock blueprint, it is temporarily useless.

The Shen Dynasty also had firearms, but most of them were firecrackers.

There are many shortcomings of the fire gun, and it cannot be used in rainy and snowy weather.

Most of the firearms battalions have become places where the warriors live without pay.

It can be said that the flintlock is something ahead of an era.

Just as Jia Jue was thinking, the door of Mozhuyuan was accidentally pushed open.

A half-grown child ran in.

Looking up, it turned out to be Jalan.

The second room is the son of Jia Zhu, the late uncle.

Jia Lan is now five years old, a lively and active age.

Seeing the pool in the Black Bamboo Courtyard, he ran all the way to the pool.

Xiaohong and Qingwen also heard the movement.

Quickly put on clothes to check.

Jia Lan stared straight at the iced watermelon in Jia Jue's hand.

Now the quota of ice cubes in various courtyards of Rongguo Mansion has been reduced by Wang Xifeng, and ice cubes have become a rare commodity.

This year, the harvest in Zhuangzi has dropped sharply, and the ice cubes stored in the ice cellar are almost used up.

In the end, Wang Xifeng decided that the ice cubes should be used by the ancestor Jia Mu first.

After all, in summer, Jia's mother is very old and can't stand the high temperature.

Counting it, Jalan hasn't eaten iced food for several days.

Seeing little Jialan drooling, Jia Jue smiled lightly, and told Xiaohong:

"Go and get some iced food for Lan'er, let's see if this kid will be greedy."

After speaking, Jia Jue brought the plate in his hand to Jia Lan's side and let him eat first.

Jia Lan looked at the things Jia Jue handed over, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Looking at it, Jia Jue frowned slightly. After all, he was a man who grew up among the women.

Do things indecisive.

If it's Jia Huan, just bring it over and eat it.

Jalan, on the other hand, hesitated.

"Lan'er, you can eat as much as you want, how can Third Uncle lie to you?"

Jia Jue softly comforted Jia Lan, he couldn't bear to see the drooling at such a young age.

Jia Lan carefully picked up the iced watermelon and ate it.

Soon.

Xiaohong also brought a lot of food over.

Jia Lan was full after eating.

After eating, I still don't forget to bend down and thank you.

"Third uncle, can I still come to your yard to eat in the future?"

Jia Lan asked with some hesitation on his face.

Jia Jue smiled slightly, rubbed Jia Lan's hair, and said:

"You kid, you are being polite to me."

"Come over if you want to eat in the future. Uncle San doesn't lack for your kid to eat in one bite."

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