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Chapter 943

Zhou Lijun led her to the front yard. Man Bao searched among several broken urns and wooden basins, and finally chose a wooden basin.

Zhou Lijun rolled up his sleeves and said, "Sister-in-law, let me help you."

"No need," Man Bao waved his hand and said, "I can do it myself, you can go and play."

Zhou Lijun glanced at her, confirmed that she really didn't want her to help, turned around and went back to sewing.

Man Bao carried the flower pot to the small garden at the back, took out his small hoe, dug out a lot of mud and poured it into the wooden pot. He happened to take a look at Daji who was passing by in the small garden and was speechless for a while.

The house they rented is not big, with only two entrances. There is a very small garden at the back. This is actually for cultivating the taste of scholars. There are only two big trees in the garden and there are only a few flower beds. Man Bao dug a

If there is a big hole in the middle of the pot, don't they have to buy mud from outside or dig it back to fill it?

Daji shook his head and was speechless for a while.

After Man Bao had packed the mud, he moved the wooden basin to the pot of daffodils.

This pot of daffodils grew quite well. Man Bao carefully counted it and found that there were twelve balls in it.

Man Bao has been digging plants for many years, and has long figured out the essence of transplantation. She dug in the mud with deft hands and feet, and then carefully separated several bulbs at the roots, and also separated the daffodils.

Man Bao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He also confirmed with Ke Ke that no one was peeping, and then he picked a daffodil that looked good and gave it to Ke Ke for collection.

Keke suggested: "The ornamental value of narcissus is high. The host can collect a few more plants and sell them on the forum."

Man Bao nodded, picked two fairly good ones and put them in the system space, asking Keke to post them on the forum.

Then she planted the rest in a wooden pot, watered it, and placed it under the tree.

She admired it for a while and nodded: "Yes, when it blooms, I want to see if it is as beautiful as the one in the picture."

After finishing the business, Man Bao was not in a hurry to go back to the second courtyard. He sat cross-legged under the tree and chatted with Keke in his head.

"You left just as soon as you said you were leaving. You've scared me to death these past few days."

Keke said: "I'm not leaving, I'm just doing a self-check on the virus. During this period, I can't contact the outside world."

Man Bao asked curiously, "Are you really infected with the virus?"

Keke was silent for a moment and then said: "No."

Man Bao breathed a sigh of relief, but always felt that something was wrong, so he asked: "Will the main system punish you?"

"...It's been fined," Keke brought out his negative points and showed them to Man Bao, saying, "It's fined. Fortunately, the updated update package cannot be withdrawn, so my level will not drop, but I have to

Pay back the accumulated points, otherwise..."

Otherwise, Manbao will be miserable when he gets old or dies.

Man Bao immediately asked, "Can I give you the points?"

"No." Keke said: "This violates relevant regulations, so please ask the host to work hard to collect things."

Manbao then went to count Keke's negative points and said, "One hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, one hundred, two hundred and thirty-six thousand, how much have you been fined?"

Keke: "Not much, just 250,000."

After all, it almost leaked the hidden dangers of the future world to its host, especially since it seemed to have derived its own code...

Manbao mentally calculated the points he wanted to earn. He no longer sympathized with Keke, but began to sympathize with himself, "How much do I have to dig?"

Keke said: "You can also buy horses, mules, and donkeys."

Man Bao started thinking.

She had to think about how to make money, after all, these things cost a lot of money.

Man Bao went back to his house to count his money.

She dragged Brother Six and their money boxes out from under the bed and put them into the system space. Then she dragged out her own rattan box and opened it to count the white coins inside. She counted them, but felt that counting them like this was too troublesome.

Just close it and put it in the system space. How could she forget? She has the account, so she can just look it up later.

Then he moved the bamboo box next to him and opened it. There were pieces of gold inside.

This was all given by the Ji family, and Man Bao was never willing to exchange it for silver.

After Koko found these things one by one in Manbao and put them back in the system space, it felt something was wrong, "When did the host move these things out?"

"After you lost the news," Man Bao sighed: "I thought, you have disappeared, what if one day this system space also disappears?"

Keke:……

Before it is confirmed to be dead, the host has already moved away from home?

Man Bao arranged the boxes containing silver and the boxes containing gold and placed them in the system space. Then he found books from the cabinet, from the bed, from under the clothes, from various corners, sorted them and put them back into the system space.

Keke watched silently, speechless for a while.

Man Bao was sweating profusely and put the things back. Bai Shan knocked on her window and asked outside: "What are you doing in the house on such a hot day? Sir, are you really going to Zhuangyuan Building for dinner?"

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Man Bao wiped his sweat and ran out happily, "Yeah, have you finished talking?"

"The teacher said that there is nothing wrong with the poems we made and they are on point."

Keke is back, and Manbao is now very satisfied. He simply waved his hand and said: "Let's go, let's go to the Zhuangyuan Building now."

Bai Shan grabbed her back collar, pulled her back and said, "Where are you going to Zhuangyuan Building at noon? Aunt Rong has already prepared the meal. Let's go have lunch first."

Man Bao patted his head and said, "My life has been a blur."

"I take it you are happy and confused, right?"

Man Bao smiled at him.

Bai Shan looked around uncomfortably and asked in a low voice, "Is Uncle Zhou here?"

Man Bao shook his head honestly, "Not here."

Never been there.

Bai Shan looked at her suspiciously.

Man Bao's face turned red and he felt a little guilty, but he still nodded sincerely and said: "I'm really not here, you are overthinking."

Bai Shan stared at her for a long time. After confirming, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice, "When will Uncle Zhou show up?"

Manbao fell silent. Her biological father had never appeared, but if it was Keke...

Man Bao coughed lightly and said, "When I called it?"

Bai Shan relaxed completely, took her hand and led her to the lobby, smiling: "Let's go, sir, they are all waiting impatiently."

Wu Lang returned to the lobby with a large bowl of rice and frowned slightly when he saw the two holding hands together. Yaomei had grown up, and it was not like she could still hold hands when she was seven or eight years old.

Man Bao smelled the aroma of rice and felt more and more happy. After sitting back, he said: "I really want to eat. It feels like I haven't eaten white rice in a long time."

Bai Erlang raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "Then what did you eat last night?"

Mr. Zhuang glanced at him, nodded to Manbao with a smile, and asked, "Are you in a good mood?"

Man Bao smiled sheepishly and said, "Let sir worry about it."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head slightly and didn't care. It was normal for teenage girls and boys to suddenly feel bad.


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