System: I was surrounded by six cute babies at the beginning

"It's easy to see the King of Hades, but it's hard to deal with the brat!"

"The little ghosts left by Ni Tiancai, it seems that we have to find a chance to clean them up."

"Ni Tiancai also threatened that there would be a steady stream of troubles coming to him."

This night's unexpected harvest made Jiang Feng experience a new way of fighting.

If there are densely packed enemy planes flying in the sky,

Or on the battlefield of cold weapons, facing hundreds of thousands of troops,
He just needs to throw all the rocks into the sky and just smash them down like this, or turn all the big rocks into hidden weapons.

One sweep, a group of dead.

There is no opponent here!Unless you meet a fairy.

But after being secretly refreshed, Jiang Feng suddenly became interested in these little guys who wanted to make trouble in secret.

Also, a boss like Ni Tiancai is certainly not alone.

But why don't those people jump out?
I was a little anxious to wait.

I wanted to wait for them to jump out, and then play one by one, so that it can be exciting for a long time.

Lest life be too dull.

The real boss has a brain, and when he saw that he was not easy to mess with, he simply hid.

It's these little ghosts who are loyal.

Although they can't hurt themselves, if these people lose their nerve one day and go to other places to mess around, it will be troublesome.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng sent a task to Wang Yang, Liu San and others overseas: "Pay attention to the information from all parties."

And let those special executives who are overseas secretly investigate...

After I was busy, I remembered: "I seem to have forgotten to sign in!"

Jiang Feng opened the system and signed in to draw a prize.

[Prize: One Thousand Island Lake. 】

[Cruise boats: 1. 】

[Small waterfalls, 1000. 】

[Terraces, [-] mu. 】

"It just so happens that these prizes can enrich Yunwu Mountain..."

Turning off the system, Jiang Feng put his hand to his side... suddenly there was a movement.

"Oh, it's not peaceful recently, the war is raging..."

……

morning.

Parent-child time.

Of course, this parent-child time was not set by Jiang Feng, and speaking of it, there was no fixed time period.

As long as the children stick together and play, it is considered parent-child time.

From this point of view, Jiang Feng seemed to be able to regard it as parent-child time at any time from morning to night.

After breakfast, Little Pudding blinked and approached mysteriously.

"Daddy, let me show you a dance, okay?"

Little Pudding's small mouth was close to Jiang Feng's ear, and the little guy spoke out of breath, making Jiang Feng's ears itchy.

He shrank his shoulders to avoid it, and said, "Just dance, why are you whispering in my ear?"

"Giggle!" Little Pudding laughed, "I just want to dance for Dad to watch alone!"

"Hey, cutie is still so caring? You only dance for me?" Jiang Feng asked Little Pudding, "Can you dance all kinds of dances?"

Little Pudding shook his head.

Although she is confident, she also knows how much she weighs.

But an imperceptible smile flashed across Jiang Feng's mouth, and he asked, "Why don't I order a dance?"

Little Pudding's big black grape-like eyes rolled, and he replied with a smile, "Okay, Dad, tell me."

At this time, Jiang Feng laughed without saying a word, "Then you dance a [-] dance for Dad?"

"How do you dance the Erbai dance?"

Little Pudding didn't remember this dance, so he thought about it carefully and asked, "Is it the little white rabbit with white and white ears, the one with its ears pricked up?"

"Why is it a little white rabbit?" Jiang Feng asked.

Little Pudding gestured to his two ears on his little head, and said, "Little White Rabbit has two white ears. Isn't that Erbaiwu?"

The little cutie was so serious that Jiang Feng couldn't bear to be evil anymore.

At this time, Jiang's mother happened to pass by and heard it. She gritted her teeth and slapped Jiang Feng on the shoulder a few times.

"Clap!"

"I'll let you two hundred and five! You're only two hundred and five!"

As he spoke, he took Pudding away and comforted him: "Your father is only two hundred and five, don't listen to his nonsense in the future!"

Little Pudding was a little puzzled, she frowned and asked, "Grandma, Erbai Wu, what kind of dance is it?"

"Two hundred and five is a curse word, it means fool, idiot, etc., not the name of the dance."

Little Pudding finally came to his senses, and compared his fists to Jiang Feng: "Hmph! Daddy beat me to beat you!"

"Come on, come on!"

Like a naive ghost, Jiang Feng gestured boxing behind Jiang's mother.

Mother Jiang heard the whistling wind behind her, turned around suddenly, and saw her son turning halfway around, pretending to be looking around.

"Giggle!"

Little Pudding smiled like a flower, and gave Jiang Feng a little finger.

It means: Dad, you are so weak!

Jiang Feng threw out the bait: "I'm going to see the sweet potatoes planted yesterday, is anyone going?"

Little Pudding was still lying on Mother Jiang's shoulders, and immediately struggled to get down.

Jiang's mother didn't let go, and said, "Your father likes to cheat you, why do you care about him so much?"

Little Pudding explained: "Grandma, I see that you have worked so hard to hug me, so I will let you relax."

She shouted to Jiang Feng again: "What's the matter with you, Daddy? Don't you feel sorry for grandma?"

Jiang Feng and Jiang's mother were in a daze at the same time, cutie, where did you say that?

Facing Jiang Feng's puzzled expression, Little Pudding opened his two small arms and said, "Dad, why don't you hurry up and hug me! Look at how hard grandma hugged me, I'm out of breath!"

"You little guy, if you want to play, just say so, and give the reason so lofty!"

Mother Jiang slapped Little Pudding on the buttocks and said, "Go, go!"

After Little Pudding succeeded in his plot, he opened his mouth wide with a smile and rushed towards Jiang Feng.

……

"Hold the grass!"

"Daddy, what does holding grass mean?"

"Uh... it means holding the grass with your hands." Why are you so unconfident in saying this?
In order to enhance his persuasiveness, Jiang Feng also made a gesture of grabbing the grass and holding it again.

But it still couldn't fill his guilty conscience.

"Dad, wasn't this an open field yesterday? Why are there all green leaves?"

At the "Kiln Chicken" place yesterday, Jiang Feng saw that it was densely packed, and there were at least ten acres of sweet potato leaves.

My heart is really full of grass, and I can't even hold it.

"This is a sweet potato vine."

"Sweet potato? Is it the sweet potato we planted yesterday?" Little Pudding asked.

Jiang Feng nodded.

"Wow, there is such a large piece of sweet potato in one night?" Little Pudding thought it was very fresh.

But she didn't know that it would take several months for sweet potatoes to grow, germinate, grow vines, and bear fruit until they matured.

Therefore, Jiang Feng, who knew this common sense, was shocked.

"Nimma, it really is a magical seed!"

At this moment, Little Preserved Egg asked, "Daddy, have sweet potatoes grown in the soil?"

This question was also what Jiang Feng wanted to know.

He didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to make a "star-absorbing Dafa" movement...

There is actually... resistance in the soil? !
That means that the sweet potato planted yesterday not only grew sweet potato vines, but also fruited, and the fruit is not small!

This is so awesome, right?

Jiang Feng was no longer cautious, and pulled out several sweet potatoes in one go.

"Wow, Dad, there are so many sweet potatoes!"

There are indeed a lot of sweet potatoes, densely packed, like bunches of grapes, and they are all full.

Jiang Feng stretched out his right hand, and a sweet potato rushed into his hand as if attracted by a magnet.

"Sniff."

That's right, it's the smell of earth, mixed with the smell of sweet potatoes.

Rubbing the sweet potato in the grass a few times, it broke with a "click", and Jiang Feng put it in his mouth and took a bite.

"Kakkaka!"

Mmm, delicious, crunchy and sweet!
Hold the grass, why do you still taste like a big snow peach?