The sky will not give birth to Lao Yang, justice will be like the long night!

Lao Yang couldn't stand such things. Whether it was a human or a bird, it was too much to be scum to this extent!

He stood up with a gloomy face and walked up the branches.

The tree of life is now a giant tree with a diameter of more than ten meters and a few main side branches are five or six meters in diameter. Walking on it is like walking on flat ground.

Hei Luobo lay on the ground and looked at him admiringly: his feet were so arrogant and he was so brave. I don’t know when they would fall and die.

Some birds were alarmed and flew up by him. When he left and flew back, he was also staring at his back curiously.

The weaver bird standing at the mouth of the bird's nest was also frightened to the sky, and it was overshadowed.

After flying, the bird was still hovering above the bird's nest, looking reluctant to leave.

Yang Shubao said angrily: "You have no prospects. Do you still want to inform this adulterer if you have been played like this?"

The weaver nests are relatively large. The nests are like latex pillows and look like they are square.

Yang Shubao reached into his hand from below, and the two winged birds turned into miserable mandarin ducks, jumped and screamed in vain, and were caught by him together.

It is very simple to distinguish between cloth weaver birds. During the breeding season, the male bird's feathers are bright in color, and the feathers on the chest are all bright yellow, and they are big, so Yang Shubao threw it away.

He grabbed the female bird and went to the house, found a dagger to cut its tail feather a little shortened.

The female birds are like sparrows and are not very good-looking. Lao Yang doesn't understand what they use to attract male birds.

But he understood that the weaver bird with missing tail feathers would definitely not attract male birds, and it became an alternative to the bird flock.

At the same time, this will not affect the female bird's flying and eating. It is a method that can save its life and prevent it from hooking up with the male bird.

On humans, this is equivalent to shaving a head.

Old Yang actually wanted to shave his head for Ma Jinlian. Brother Baoqiang was bullied so badly, even worse than this male bird.

Sure enough, he let the bird go back to the tree house and continued to watch. After a while, the female bird broke off and flew back again and wanted to enter the bird's nest.

There are already new people in this bird's nest. Not long after the male bird flew back, a female bird stayed in and flew with it.

The female bird left behind flew to another nest again, and the male bird waiting at the door drove it away without hesitation.

The sun sets, and the tree of life quickly becomes gloomy.

The branches and leaves blocked the remaining light.

Uncle Yang went to pick some fruits and cut out orange-yellow mango flesh, orange-red papaya flesh, and white snake flesh and mixed it with a salad.

Yesterday, Barnes's small ranch came to kill pigs, and Yang Shubao got some pork back. Today, he saw that there were bread crumbs at home, so he wanted to make South African dishes and roast pork loin with onions.

The onions grown in the vegetable garden were already ripe. He dug out one and peeled it off and pulled off a layer of meat from it and tasted it.

The onion meat is crisp and slightly sweet, with only a very light spicy taste, which can be used as a fruit.

He returned with the onion and green pepper, chopped the onion and green pepper, and he added oil to it with bread crumbs and fig pieces, stirred with lemon sauce and egg yolk, and finally rolled up with slices of pork loin.

Bake in the oven for half an hour, and the pork loin turns white, steaming and fragrant.

Uncle Yang brought pork loin and salad up to the tree, and then Yang Xiaohei screamed angrily as soon as he showed his head.

The screams are as soft as ever.

Lao Yang suddenly realized that he forgot to take the little leopard down.

Yang Xiaohei climbed several meters on the floor, and was there any dry water stains behind him.

I don’t know if it can’t hold back or is scared to pee. Anyway, Lao Yang saw a leopard with acrophobia for the first time.

Uncle Yang had no choice but to pick up Yang Xiaohei and prepare to send him down, but Yang Xiaohei refused to leave. He stretched out his claws and pulled his clothes tightly and stared at the roasted pork loin.

Cheetah's claws are not retracted like cats, so the claws of adult cheetahs are relatively blunt and are not sharp enough to be polished.

But Yang Xiaohei was a little leopard, and his claws were still sharp at this time, and he hooked his T-shirt at once.

Uncle Yang didn't have to reach out to support it, it just hung up with its claws.

There was no way, he put Yang Xiaohei down again.

Yang Xiaohei continued to stay on the ground. It patted the floor fiercely, and had a very irritable temper.

Uncle Yang smiled and pulled a piece of meat roll to cool down the evening breeze and placed it in front of it. Yang Xiaohei held the slices and teared it up.

Seeing it eating sweetly, Lao Yang smiled sweetly: "You should grow up slowly. When you grow up, you will be so unruly. Let me see how I beat you up."

The pork loin was very tender, the grease was roasted and fell on the plate drop by drop, almost transparent.

Uncle Yang grabbed it with his hands, took a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth and started eating.

The pork loin was tender and soft, and the vegetables inside absorbed the oil and were spicy and sweet. Uncle Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after taking a bite.

tasty.

The light gradually disappeared from the tree of life, and Yang Shubao was about to turn on the light.

At this time, some flashing spots appeared from the depths of the tree crown, flashing and dazzling fluorescent light.

firefly!

Uncle Yang hadn't come to the Life Tree for several days to spend the night, but he didn't expect there were fireflies on the tree.

The darker the light, the more insects. They flew casually at first, and finally flew into the tree house.

Yang Shubao was very surprised. There were hornets and countless birds on the tree of life, and fireflies could even appear. This is a big and small miracle.

Fireflies are food for hornets and birds.

Seeing the fireflies appear, Lucy also appeared. She sat on the tree branch, shaking her slender long legs, picking a leaf, and whistling leisurely, and more fireflies flew towards her.

The night wind blows the leaves sway, rubbing the leaves, and the sound rustles like a whistle accompaniment.

Lucy's long green hair danced with the wind, and fireflies flew lightly in her gaps, as if her hair was shining.

At this moment, Uncle Yang understood that this was the elves.

He also understood that it was Lucy's credit for these fireflies to survive. She protected many small bugs.

Yang Xiaohei stood up, climbed along the branches to Lucy and sat down, then placed his head on her lap.

It was pitch dark and it could not see the height from the underground, so it was less afraid of heights.

There were also some fireflies flying beside Yang Shubao. He listened to the elves' whistle, ate barbecue and fruit, and then enjoyed the wet evening breeze. The tiredness of the day disappeared without a trace.

Lucy blew for an hour before stopping, and Yang Xiaohei lay on her lap and fell asleep.

She gently picked up the little leopard and sent it to the tree of life, while Yang Shubao returned to the bedroom to read the book with the charging lamp.

The night was not quiet, with the roar of wild beasts coming, the sound of birds wings flapping and chirping.

But Yang Shubao didn't feel noisy. He closed his eyes and fell asleep after seeing it.

Sleeping on the tree of life always makes you sleep well, not even dreams.

After waking up, Lao Yang was full of energy and sent a set of military fists to the east.

The sunrise in the east is red and the fire is better than the fire.
Chapter completed!