Chapter: 91

"Don't move, Xiao Heihei, don't move." Mengmeng commanded.

Xiao Hei turned sideways and lay motionless on the ground.

"Xiao Hei is so good." Mengmeng praised in a dignified manner, and then sat down on Xiao Hei's body with her short legs.

"Go...go..." Mengmeng raised her small arms and pointed forward.

"Mmm...mmmm..." Xiao Hei imitated the cute tone and hummed a few words, stood up and walked forward.

Little did he know that Xiao Hei's hair was very smooth, and when he moved his body, Mengmeng slid sideways and was about to fall to the ground.

"Aww..."

Xiao Hei was terrified, his eyes widened, and his body quickly turned 360 degrees.

"boom!"

There was a slight muffled sound, which was the sound of Xiao Hei's body falling to the ground. Its belly was up, welcoming Mengmeng who almost fell down.

Fortunately, Xiao Hei's speed was fast enough, Mengmeng finally fell on Xiao Hei's soft stomach, and did not fall.

In the last moment, Xiao Hei's nerves were tense, and he even stopped breathing.

Xiao Hei finally relaxed when he saw Mengmeng safely landed on his belly.

"Hoo... woo woo... woo woo..."

Xiao Hei exhaled a few breaths with relief, stuck out his big tongue, and looked helpless.

This kind of humanized expression, and the iron-clad gold that has doubled in size, Xiao Hei at this time can really be called an iron-clad gold emperor dog.

"You, you are so stupid, Xiao Hei." Mengmeng snorted softly, stretched out her small palm and patted Xiao Hei's belly.

"Um..."

Xiao Hei yelled twice with an aggrieved face.

At this time, Zhang Han, who was planting seedlings in the paddy field, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Mengmeng, Xiaohei is your friend, you can't bully your friend."

"Ah, I see, I didn't bully Xiao Hei." Mengmeng patted the place just photographed back and forth, and said in a milky voice, "We are good friends, Xiao Hei, tell me, don't you think so?"

"Aww..." Xiao Hei nodded his head decently.

"Xiao Hei, you, get up quickly, we are trying again." Mengmeng climbed down from Xiao Hei's belly, stood on the grass and directed.

"Aww..." Xiao Hei swung his big tongue and turned around.

He bent down, and after Mengmeng sat up, Xiaohei crawled forward, twisting and twisting, but Mengmeng did not slip to the side, causing Mengmeng to burst into laughter.

Zhang Han smiled slightly when he saw this, his eyes were soft, isn't this kind of life what he has always been yearning for?

After watching Zhang Han for a while, he started to work.

Transplanting is to insert seedlings on paddy fields.

Zhang Han also sharpened his guns for planting crops. He knew a set of operating assembly lines, and also knew that the density of producing high-quality rice was about 30 cm by 20 cm.

So Zhang Han estimated the distance and inserted the seedlings one by one.