When the three young men saw that they had learned so well, they quickly lifted up their clothes and shouted to the monkey: "Little monkey, throw two for me, hurry up!"
The monkey squeaked twice, looked at the oranges on the branch, picked out a few small ones very carefully, and threw them to them.
Qing Feng looked at the small fruit in his pocket, then looked at the big fruit in Yanyan's hand, his cheeks bulged, "It's partial, it gives you the big one, but not us!"
Yan Yan touched her face narcissistically and smiled, "Maybe it thinks I'm good-looking and likes me."
As if to prove what she said, after picking the oranges, the little monkey jumped down from the tree, ignoring everyone, and jumped directly in front of Yanyan.
Yan Yan narrowed her eyes and smiled at it, "Do you want to eat an orange? Can I peel it for you?"
The monkey shook his head, pointed at the little knot on her head, and let out a series of excited cries.
"Do you want to compliment my little braids on how pretty they are?" Yan Yan smiled even more proudly, "I think they look pretty too!"
"Squeak!" The monkey was still shouting, pointing alternately at her braids with both hands, looking a little anxious.
Yan Yan was confused, "You didn't praise me? What does that mean?"
The little green dragon with a level 10 animal language couldn't stand it any longer, so he translated for it: "It's attracted to your headband, and wants to trade the coconuts and oranges for the headband with you."
Yan Yan: "Ah!?"
He actually fell in love with her hairband!
There really is no free lunch in the world...
Xiaotuanzi covered his hands and took a few steps back, and explained seriously: "This is from Sister Yueya. I can't give it to you. Sister Yueya will be angry if I give it to you."
But the monkey didn't listen, and kept screaming and slapping the ground, which meant "If you don't give it to me, I won't leave because of you."
Xiaotuanzi curled his lips in aggrieved tone, "In the worst case, I'll return the coconuts and oranges to you. I don't want them anymore, okay?"
The monkey shook his head, jumped in front of her in two steps, grabbed the hem of her skirt, biting his tail like a child and letting out a weak hum.
Yan Yan relented, "Otherwise, you come with me, and when you get to your new home, I'll ask my grandfather to buy you a new one, one that's better-looking than this one, okay?"
The monkey nodded and agreed, jumping up and down around the little dumpling twice, and finally jumped to the persimmon tree, patting its belly to signal the little dumpling to pick it up.
"Here it comes!" Yan Yan ran over happily, raised her skirt, and got a big persimmon.
Hehe, it would be nice to have a smart little monkey as a friend.
While Xiaotuanzi happily received the fruit, he negotiated terms with the monkey, "Little monkey, why don't you come live at my house? My grandmother's cooking is delicious, and I can give you half of it!"
The monkey was immersed in picking persimmons, completely silent.
"Little fool, didn't you realize that it likes headbands? Use the headbands to seduce it!" Xiao Qinglong helped with suggestions.
Don’t like food, but like hair ties?
Is the little monkey’s hobby so unique?
Yanyan scratched her head, forget it, let her try.
"Follow me home, and when I make a lot of money, I will buy you a new headband every day, one with beautiful beads, one with flowers, one with balls... all kinds of things!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the monkey stopped picking fruits and hung upside down on the tree, holding his head and shaking it back and forth. It was obvious that he was attracted by her new conditions.
Yan Yan continued to add: "I can also tie braids. When I buy a hair tie, I can help you tie beautiful little braids."
This time the monkey didn't hesitate anymore, he swooped down from the tree and stuck his tail in front of the little dumpling.
"Oh, hold the tail." Yan Yan wittily held its tail and shook it a few times, "Once you hold the tail, you will be my monkey. Let me give you a name... How about calling it Big Heart Peach?"
Take a look at the monkey's butt. It's so red that it's called a big heart peach.
Dahongtao was very satisfied with the new name. He barked twice excitedly, shook his tail and shook hands with her a few times, then climbed up the tree nimbly and continued picking persimmons.
Shu Mingliang, who was ordered to call for dinner, saw this scene as soon as he entered the forest: a monkey was riding on a tree trunk picking persimmons quickly, and several little guys were picking up persimmons under the tree with their clothes.
His eyes widened in shock. Good guy, you still play like this?
It looks very interesting.
Shu Mingliang couldn't wait to pick up the corner of his clothes and joined the battlefield, "I'm coming, quickly make room for me, I'm tall and can catch it accurately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a big persimmon fell from the sky and hit him on the head accurately.
The ripe persimmon split instantly, and the sticky juice covered his head and face. The strange color and state looked like some kind of indescribable object.
"Hey!" A few of the little ones hid aside in disgust, leaving Shu Mingliang to pick up the persimmon on his head under the tree. It was better not to pick it up, but after picking it up, it looked more like a persimmon.
Forced to do nothing, Shu Mingliang could only carry a head of fruit juice and look for water to wash his face. However, he met Mrs. Shu halfway and frightened the old lady out of her wits.
"Oh my God! If you are hungry, tell your mother. She will serve you a bowl first. There is no need for us to be so hungry that we eat shit, right?"
"What shit? This isn't shit!" Shu Mingliang became anxious. He dipped his fingers into the pulp and smeared it into his mouth, "Did you see it? This is..."
Before he could say the word "persimmon", Shu Dahu's shocking shout suddenly sounded not far away: "Everyone, come and see, Shu Mingliang is crazy, Shu Mingliang has eaten shit!"
Shu Mingliang: "!"
Can he endure this? Grandma is so stupid, she’ll do her best!
Shu Mingliang wiped his face, rolled up his sleeves and said, "You are the one eating shit! Your whole family is eating shit!"
The two sworn enemies started fighting over a disagreement, and the fight was vigorous and earth-shattering. So... the whole village knew that Shu Mingliang had eaten shit, no, his persimmons had burned his face.
So in the next few days, Shu Mingliang would cover his face on the road. He had no choice but to make the villagers laugh when they saw him, and then ask him if the persimmons were delicious after laughing.
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.
While Shu Mingliang was in tears because of the persimmon incident, Yan Yan led her friends to play crazy.
In his free time every day, he either rides around in a dog cart or leads Dahongtao around to pick fruits.
Simply eating fruits could no longer satisfy her, so she began to research new tricks and pestered Mrs. Shu to play with delicious food every day.
Boil the orange peel in water to remove the bitterness and wax, cut it into thin strips, add sugar in a pot and stir-fry over low heat until sandy, then the orange peel candy is ready.
Sweet and sour, beautiful and delicious, it has become a must-have snack for a few little cats on the go.
Peel the ripe persimmons and mash them into a puree, add flour and knead into a smooth persimmon dough, put sesame and brown sugar filling inside, fry it in oil, and the fragrant persimmon cake will come out of the pan.
The soft and waxy outer skin paired with sweet fillings will make you not too satisfied after one bite.
Xiaotuanzi, who loves sweets, ate two in one go. She only regretted that her belly was not big enough to hold the third one, otherwise she could continue eating!
In this way, walking and eating all the way, ten days later, the group successfully arrived at Ping'an Town, the small town where Xingfu Village is located in the south of Qiongzhou.
Seeing that they were about to arrive at their destination, the village chief became anxious.