Chapter 351 The end of the third period and asking for a monthly ticket~
After lunch, everyone went back to their yurts to rest.
Little Fubao was lying on the bed, reading a fairy tale book borrowed from Little Cotton Jacket, and her little feet kept swaying back and forth.
Suddenly, she turned to look at Sang Mizhou, who was resting with his eyes closed, "Brother, will the ugly duckling really turn into a white swan when he grows up?"
Sang Mizhou lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Huh?"
Little Fubao sat up cross-legged and said seriously: "But isn't the ugly duckling a duck? The white swan is a swan. Why did the ugly duckling turn into a white swan? Shouldn't the ugly duckling become a big ugly duck when it grows up?"
Sang Mizhou opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Fubao, who was serious about asking this question. He was inexplicably amused.
This little guy's perspective on reading storybooks is really...unique.
"This is just a metaphor to say that if a person works hard, he can succeed and become a winner."
But Xiao Fubao tilted his head and looked at him and asked, "Will you definitely succeed if you work hard?"
Sang Mizhou: "..." Not necessarily...
Xiao Fubao: "Can I change my race if I succeed?"
Sang Mizhou: "..." No...
[Hahahaha! The soul questioning from a child made Sang Mizhou speechless! 】
[Children today are really incredible, so I say, never tell children that fairy tales are false. It would be nice if they don’t tell you that reality is an illusion.]
[Sang Mizhou os: Don’t ask me, I don’t know where so much chicken soup comes from in this fairy tale! 】
Sang Wanzhou thought about various explanations, but finally chose to close his eyes and not explain.
The most important thing is that what she said is correct and there is nothing to refute.
When Xiao Fubao saw this, he did not continue to ask, and continued to lie down and read his storybook.
Read an entire story book.
She found that the things in storybooks were so magical.
The girl is only the size of a thumb, the pumpkin can turn into a carriage, the piglet can build a house, and the girl's hair is as long as a tower.
Master has said that the Paradise is a magical place.
So, has Master entered the world in the storybook?
That’s great, Master will definitely be very happy!
Satisfied, little Fubao closed the storybook and placed it next to the pillow. He covered himself with a quilt, closed his eyes, and wanted to join his master in his dream.
During the few days in Crescent Village, the guests had almost rested.
The fatigue of the previous two weeks was gone.
"Today is our last night in Crescent Moon Village. How are the rest of the guests and the little darlings doing?"
"Full of energy!" Little Fubao jumped up and answered him energetically.
The director nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Tomorrow we will start a new journey, so let the little sheep draw lots and decide where we will go next time."
Lu Zhiyang was stunned for a moment when his name was called, then stood up and walked towards the director.
The director waved to the side, and the village chief walked into the camera holding the lottery box.
"Here, take a random card."
The village chief bent down and handed the lottery box to Lu Zhiyang.
Lu Zhiyang reached in and pulled out a random card. He took a look at it first.
"Come, show me."
The director took the card from his hand, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Lu Zhiyang thoughtfully.