The eldest daughter of the group pet, she is full of luck

Chapter 627 Lin Qingluo Is Twelve Years Old
"A litter of three."

Lin Qingluo's brows and eyes were gentle: "Take away one, only two are left."

Shitou's eyes were bright: "Where is the tiger's den? I'll get one too."

"You can do it. You, too, want to raise a tiger?"

Wang Meng sneered and pushed him aside: "Do you know how much pork Huya eats for a meal? Two pork hind legs, plus half a rib, can you afford it?"

"Isn't there Yin'er?"

Stone muttered unconvinced.

"Oh, you have the nerve to say so."

Wang Meng rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Yin'er caught a wild boar, you raised it?"

"Humph."

Shi Shi choked, puffed out his cheeks and fell silent.

"Giggle."

Lin Qingluo felt very warm listening to the bickering between the two brothers.

I'm used to hearing the two choking each other, I haven't heard it for a while, really, I miss it!

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The old farmers were enthusiastic about opening up wasteland, and it didn't take long for them to choose a location suitable for large-scale land reclamation.

The selected mountain basin is relatively flat, with less gravel, and the black soil covered by snow is very suitable for planting crops.

Hearing the reports from the old farmers, Fourth Master Lin was overjoyed, and immediately decided to recruit young and middle-aged people from the border residents for ten renminbi a day, and dispatched [-] soldiers to open up wasteland and farm in the basin.

Uncle Lin Jiushu entrusted him with a heavy task and led [-] people to go first, dig mountains and pave roads, build houses, and build camps for large troops to station.

The brothers and sisters of the Lin family, Wang Meng and others did not stand idly by, and accompanied Lin Jiushu to the basin first to participate in the construction.

The primitive basin in the hinterland of the mountain is full of thorns, and poisonous snakes and beasts are rampant.

The baby beast showed its might, drove away all the beasts, and burned all the weeds and thorns in the basin with a fire.

Lin Qingluo and Mo Canglan used imperial spells to help move the boulders and pave the way.

The northern region is bitterly cold, and the life of the frontier people is difficult. The daily salary of ten cents has attracted a large number of laborers.

One after another, young and middle-aged people who heard the wind climbed mountains and waded to the basin, and actively participated in the construction of mountains, paving roads and building houses.

The army and the people worked together, and a month later, the mountain road was connected, and a camp that could accommodate tens of thousands of people took shape.

When Fourth Master Lin heard the good news, his beard curled up in joy.

The remaining [-] soldiers set off immediately and marched into the basin with a large amount of supplies.

Large-scale wasteland farming is just the beginning.

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In the season when autumn and winter intersect, Lin Qingluo is twelve years old.

Tingting Yuli's little girl, with flying eyebrows and a radiant look.

The clear and beautiful face is like a snow lotus blooming on the top of a snow mountain, with a celestial spirit, unremarkable, untouched by the fireworks in the world.

Lin Qingluo was as light as a swallow, jumping and galloping between the steep rocks at the top of the cliff that soared into the sky.

In the crevices of the rocks not far ahead, there is a clump of viburnum, with thick green branches and leaves, which is particularly eye-catching on the top of the cold and windy cliff.

Stepping on the raised sharp rocks and jumping over, she successfully plucked the viburnum flowers. The corners of her lips were slightly curved, and she jumped off the cliff.

The elegant figure in Tsing Yi is like a butterfly flying lightly, flying over the snow-covered mountains and mountains.

"Look, Master has picked the spirit grass."

"My mother, I just jumped off the top of the cliff."

"I'll go, isn't it, this is too frightening."

Wang Meng, Feng Yi, Shi Shi, and the three younger brothers raised their heads, looking at the beautiful figure in the green dress and elegant gown, their hearts and lungs were beating wildly in shock.

"Chirp."

A loud eagle cry resounded through the mountain stream, and the giant eagle soared, from far to near, to catch the little master, and quickly passed through the mountain stream.

　Thank you little fairy 167914731 for your reward.

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(End of this chapter)