night

All the people gathered in the central house of the village.

"This house is nice. If my straw shed is blown sideways by the wind, can I come and live in it?" Anhe said as he took the first step into the house.

The host Hu Mian shook his head under An He's expectant eyes: "An He, if your straw shed is really broken, my suggestion is that you rely on yourself. I believe in your ability. You can definitely do it. I am optimistic about you~"

"I don't think highly of myself." An He said with a sneer.

After An He finished speaking, the barrage suddenly became lively.

[To be honest, I am looking forward to the wind blowing now.]

[Upstairs, how can you be so wicked and treat my brother like this? (I checked, it will rain the day after tomorrow, and it will definitely be windy when it rains.)]

[Who among you is familiar with the Dragon King? Go say hello and tell him to make it rain as soon as possible. 】

[It’s raining, it’s raining, please.]

When Mu Qingge sat down, An He immediately sat next to her: "Qingge, how is your residence?"

Mu Qingge moved her body after An He finished speaking: "An He, I understand what you mean, but there are many disputes in front of the widow's door, don't think about it."

"What you said, don't you believe in my character?" An He's expression became serious.

But unexpectedly, Mu Qingge shook his head: "I believe in your character, but I don't believe in my own character. I'm afraid that I will do something to you."

The scene suddenly became quiet.

An He couldn't bear it.

[Hahahahaha, An He’s expression changed.]

[Photographer, please put the lens on An He’s face, hurry up.]

[My brother blushed for the first time.]

[Mu Qingge’s face is so serious. Isn’t what she said true? 】

Mu Qingge continued to say with a sigh: "And I'm afraid that if my husband finds out, he will crawl out of the grave and come to settle accounts with me, and we won't be able to record this show."

An He didn't expect that Mu Qingge would be so good at picking up jokes.

It actually made him a bit confused.

But Anhe soon realized: "Actually, I have many years of experience in Plants vs. Zombies."

"Really?" Mu Qingge's eyes suddenly lit up: "But the zombies in Plants vs. Zombies seem to be foreign zombies. My husband is not a foreigner. He should become a local zombie, the kind that wears official uniforms.

."

"You are wrong. This is a standard stereotype." When Anhe said this, he sat up straight and said with a serious face: "The zombies in official uniforms are the corpses of people who used to be officials after their death."

Change, rather than the zombies in our country all wearing official uniforms. After all, our country has a vast territory and a long history.

How can zombies be uniformed? Your husband died in modern times, how could he wear official uniform? So even if it is a local zombie, it is similar to the zombies in Plants vs. Zombies, so my experience is still useful."

Mu Qingge, who was next to him, nodded seriously when he heard this: "It makes sense, what you said makes sense."

[These two guys are also amazing, one explains carefully and the other listens carefully. 】

[What An He said makes sense, and I learned some cool knowledge.]

[Yes, my previous understanding of zombies was also stereotyped. I thought zombies all wore official uniforms from the Qing Dynasty.]

[Anhe’s logic is really strong, yes, how can zombies have uniforms?],
Chapter completed!