On Sunday, the knowledge didn't come to work and study, and Yang Shubao didn't think much about it. He is busy with his partner and doesn't even care about planting fruit trees.

Early in the morning, he first wrote a love letter to Nicole, which only had two short lines of words, one line in English and one line in Chinese, and the English is: the-first-day-i-was-separated-from-my-girlfriend, miss-her. The Chinese is: If you don’t see each other for a day, it’s like three autumns later.

Looking at the content on the paper, Lao Yang shook his head repeatedly: "Made is too sexy and does not conform to my pure temperament."

Then he crossed out the three words "Muma".

He prepared breakfast when he released the carrier pigeon.

Now there are the most fruits in the reserve. Yang Shubao changed to eating fruits with fried eggs and bacon in the morning. He originally wanted to make some juice, but the juice coincided with the fruit, so he changed to drinking fresh milk.

The zebra, the Dalin, and the zebra that just came to the reserve were all breastfeeding mothers. Lao Yang chose the zebra. John was right, he couldn't always catch the Dalin and kept pulling it. He had to change the target occasionally.

The little lion followed Yang Shubao to see the zebra. This was the prey. Hunting zebras has been written into the lion's genes. After seeing the zebra herd, Simba immediately hid in the grass, and then stuck out her butt to prepare to attack from behind.

Uncle Yang went up and kicked it: "Be careful, they can kick you to death!"

This is not to scare the lion. The zebra's back kick is particularly powerful. The zebra's first mortality rate of adult lions on the grassland is the zebra kick. If an adult zebra hits the lion's head, the lightest kick will be broken and the worst kick will be kicked to death on the spot.

Once a lion is kicked and his chin is broken, he will die of starvation.

Simba blinked and didn't believe in evil. Uncle Yang went back to find a cardboard box and stuffed it into the newspaper. He dug two holes at the bottom of the box, and then put it on Simba to make a helmet.

He sent the little lion behind a female beast, and the little lion pounced on it with a whistle and said that at that time, the frightened female beast raised its leg and gave it a hoof.

The cardboard box was kicked and burst on the spot!

The little lion rolled in the grass for several times before getting up. When he got up, he did not stand up, but sat there with his hind legs, with newspapers hanging on his face, and was stunned.

Uncle Yang said earnestly: "Look, I didn't lie to you, are you? You can't go hunting by yourself, you have to learn from your mother!"

Simba's hunting performance is really bad, but it cannot be blamed. The lions have to learn hunting from a young age with the lion kings in the tribe. They cannot become the overlords of the grassland without a teacher.

Wild animals are very difficult to deal with. They have evolved ways to save their lives in order to survive. It is definitely not easy to deal with them without guns.

Uncle Yang went to comfort the mare and took the opportunity to get half a toilet of milk.

Not only does this milk be drunk, but also Big Hei and Little Hei have to drink it.

The two little kids grow very fast and don’t need pacifiers anymore. They will lick and drink by themselves.

Uncle Yang poured some horse milk into a small bowl for them to drink, and soon the sound of "bia chicken bia chicken" sounded.

He had to cook it if he wanted to drink horse milk, and then he was cooking. He heard the little boy screaming again. He went out and saw that the milk in the bowl was gone, but their stomachs were still shriveled.

Seeing this, he looked at the big golden retriever suspiciously, and the little kid's godmother was sleeping soundly.

He had to pour some milk again. When the milk was cooked, he came back and saw that the milk in the bowl was empty again, but the belly of the two little kids was still very weak.

This wasn't right. He was suspicious when the big golden retriever suddenly burped.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

The big golden retriever got up silently and ran away.

This time he poured another bowl of horse milk, and after drinking it, his stomach bulged.

After listening to the song and having breakfast, Yang Shubao flew back.

He quickly opened the letter bag and saw a sharp knife and a piece of paper inside. The paper said: Let the pigeons harass me again, and I will drink pigeon soup!

The handwriting is Cangqiu, obviously from the hands of an old hero.

Uncle Yang scratched his head and said that he would not need a carrier pigeon to deliver the letter next time, so let the Fengyu go!

At noon, the carrier pigeon from the fast food restaurant flew over. He opened the letter bag and found a sticky note paper with three beautiful Chinese characters written on it: Momoda.

The sticky note had a fragrance of flowers, and Yang Shubao immediately understood. Nicole saw his letter in the morning. In order to avoid the old hero's surveillance, she borrowed a pigeon from the fast restaurant to send the love letter back.

The three Chinese characters seem to be drawn, and the handwriting is not very standard, but it looks very good. Nicole obviously practiced it.

In this way, he suddenly felt good. In the evening, he picked some excellent snake fruits and decorated them with flowers, made a gorgeous fruit basket and ran to see Nicole excitedly.

When he passed by the fast restaurant, he saw Husky squatting at the door and looking at the depths of the town with a serious expression. Its head was wrapped with bandages, which looked like he was wearing mourning clothes.

So Yang Shubao shouted at it: "Is your father dead?"

The Husky was stimulated and barked at him.

Mason rushed out immediately, and Xixi followed closely behind. When she saw Husky yelling at Old Yang, she was relieved. Then Xixi was annoyed: "Didn't you ask you to take my son upstairs? Why did she let it come out again?"

Uncle Yang asked curiously: "What's going on?"

Mason said listlessly: "Oh, this morning he was bitten by the Bran family's dog, and then he was so angry that he had been squatting at the door of the Bran family's dog, wanting to take revenge."

"Who is Bran? What dog does he have?"

Mason introduced: "A retired football player, after he retired, he bought a house in the town and lived in half a seclusion and raised a Doggao dog. Today he walked the dog by my doorstep and was seen by it. Then he went up and quarreled with others, and they started arguing."

"How is the battle?"

"I won a fight, lost a fight, and my forehead was bitten."

"Woof, woof!" Husky screamed angrily again, looking very fierce.

Stupid and silly.

"Then you have to be optimistic about it. Dogo is a mastiff, and I'm afraid that one of the huskys can't bite one." After Yang Shubao said that, he twisted the accelerator and left.

Nicole was walking in the flower shop entrance, and immediately turned around and smiled like a flower when she heard the sound of the three-wheeled sound.

Yang Shubao just handed her the fruit basket and had not expressed his feelings yet, and the old hero appeared in time.

Seeing this, he said happily: "Get into the car, I'll take you for a ride."

The old hero laughed at him: "While riding a broken motorcycle older than you, invite the girl to go for a ride? Whose girl is stupid..."

Nicole handed him the fruit basket and jumped into the car in a hurry. The old hero changed his words: "It's only a good girl like my Nicole who doesn't dislike this broken car!"

The big golden retriever also wanted to get in, so Yang Shubao kicked it down: Don't have a light bulb.

He ran away in three rounds, and the old hero roared behind him: "Come back for me, you dare to kick Huajin, I won't spare you! Huajin comes with me, I will train you to deal with such a bastard!"

Hua Jin wagged his tail without regrets.
Chapter completed!