After the man with gold-rimmed glasses quickly put the tent rope into my palm, I lowered my head and glanced down in depression. Now that they have stuffed it into my hand, what can I do?

The only thing I could do was to put my head down and help him put up the tent, right? Thinking like this, I resigned myself to my fate and started to work. After a while, I also put up the big tent of the man with gold-rimmed glasses.

Unexpectedly, the tent had just been set up when the man with glasses handed him another rope.

Ha? I looked at him speechlessly. The man with glasses pushed up his glasses and gave me a stiff smile: "I live in a tent by myself."

After saying this, he pointed to something on the ground. I closed my eyes and let out a long breath, then pursed my lips and smiled: "Brother, why don't I teach you how to make a big tent, so that you can do it yourself in the future?"

Already."

The man with glasses also understood what I was saying, so he took the rope back with some embarrassment. In the next hour, under my careful guidance, the man with glasses finally learned how to use the big tent.

Afterward, he clapped his hands and said, "Oh, a big tent is nothing more than that."

Listening to his flat tone, I sighed, shook my head and left. The man with glasses didn't even have the slightest intention of staying, and continued to pack his things.

After taking two steps out, I looked around and no one was looking at me, so I secretly gave the man with glasses a middle finger.

This guy is really fed up, I will never help him again in this life.

He angrily replied to the tent of the little fat boy's family. The little fat boy's father had almost cooked lunch. For the sake of convenience, they had noodles for lunch. The pot was not big, but it was full of noodles.

As soon as he saw that I was back, the little fat boy's father quickly smiled and greeted me with a bowl. So, I quickly returned to my tent and took out the lunch boxes for me and Ling Ding.

Taking advantage of the free time when the little fat boy's father was filling the meal, I volunteered to go out and look for the two little kids who didn't know when the meal was coming.

But just a few meters away from the area where I set up my tent, I saw Bell and the little fat kid jumping happily towards us.

"Hey, run faster, dinner is ready." I waved to them and stopped where they were. As soon as the two little kids heard my greeting, they also sped up.

From the new gathering to the boiler, the four of us each had a bowl, and started eating our own noodles. As soon as I tasted the clear soup noodles in the bowl, yo, this little fat boy's father is a good cook.

Although it doesn't look very good, the taste is still good.

"Lingdang, do you want to come to our house for dinner~" The little girl and the woman came over at some point, and the little girl was leaning her head towards Lingdang's face.

Lingdang didn't like the little girl and hurriedly hid aside. This made the little girl a little embarrassed, but then she turned shy and continued to approach Lingdang.

Ling Dang twitched his lips obviously, and stood up from the ground holding the bowl. He ran directly to my side and sat down again.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be like this, it's so embarrassing." I pretended to eat noodles and squinted at Lingdang. Lingdang muttered in a very low voice: "But I don't like this girl, she's too clingy.

People."

"You." I rolled my eyes at him, then smiled at the little girl and said, "Lingdang has had a cold recently, so she avoids you. It would be bad if she infects you."

When the little girl heard this, she and the gloomy-faced woman standing behind were both slightly startled. Then they both reacted. The woman quickly stepped forward, patted her daughter on the shoulder and said, "Oh, so that's it.

Ah, let me just say, my Xiaotian is so beautiful, how could Lingdang not like playing with her?"

Ten thousand horses of grass and mud suddenly ran through my heart. How come everyone in this family has such virtues? It's really unpopular.

There must be a bottom line for narcissism.

"Haha, so Xiaotian should not get too close to the bell. How about waiting for him to recover in two days before he comes to play with you?" I grinned and tried to make my expression as natural as possible.

After hearing this, the woman nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, then take good care of Lingdang." After saying that, the woman lowered her head and coaxed her daughter softly: "Xiaotian, did you hear that? Lingdang has a cold, we still have to do it.

Let’s go find other children to play with?”

The little girl pursed her lips, looking very reluctant. But after glancing at Ling Dang, she still muttered in frustration: "Okay, Ling Dang, you have to come to me as soon as possible after you recover from your illness~"

"Hey, hey, give me a reaction." I used my elbow to hit the bell beside me without noticing. The other person then raised his head from the bowl, smiled brightly and said, "Yeah, I understand."

After a simple courtesy, the little girl and the woman left.

"I'm just confused. Why don't you like that little girl? That girl is quite pretty." I asked the bell in confusion while filling my mouth with noodles.

Lingdang rolled her eyes: "I like Mo Xue, okay? This won't change." I'm used to such a calm Lingdang.

But the father of the little fat boy next to him was stunned for a moment: "Um, Lingdang parents, is this how you educate your children? Let them choose the person they like now?"

ha?

I turned my head, and then I remembered that in front of normal people, it is better to avoid talking to Lingdang. After all, only me and a few people around me knew that Lingdang was actually an old monster.

In front of outsiders, Lingdang is just a little kid about ** years old.

"Uh, haha, the Bei Moxue he was talking about is a cartoon character on TV. He usually likes to watch cartoons and the like. I don't know when he fell in love with that character. He's just a kid at that age. How can he

Do you know what it means to like."

I laughed and covered the bell. But this guy was very merciless, pinched the soft flesh of my waist, and twisted it 180 degrees.

If I hadn't had good endurance, I might have shouted out in front of the little fat boy's father.

But fortunately, this guy Lingdang still knew the degree and stopped quickly the second before I finished speaking.

"Ah, you're going to die, why are you pinching me?" I rubbed the area without noticing, and glared at the bell angrily.

Lingdang pouted her little mouth and gave me a glance: "Who told you that I don't understand what liking means? I know clearly. I just like Bei Moxue, and he is not an anime character."

"I just said it casually, otherwise I would have told the father and son that you are an old monster!" I said angrily through gritted teeth.
Chapter completed!