Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 125 Reciprocity

Happy New Year?
call ended.

Zhao Xiaoxiu quickly glanced at the date displayed on her phone: January 1, New Year’s Day.

The fourteenth year of the catastrophe began quietly.

Zhao Xiaoxiu ran out of bed, came to the balcony, pushed open the window covered with moisture, and a gust of cold air came over her.

The heavy snow of the past few days stopped, the clouds dispersed, the sky cleared, and the entire planting area was peaceful.

"Happy New Year!" Zhao Xiaoxiu shouted happily.

The little guy stood on the balcony, jumped up and was ready to slide down the balcony snow slide, experiencing the opening like the protagonist in an idol drama.

The next second, two tentacles attacked, covered her mouth mercilessly, and took her back to the room, dressed her, wrapped her up tightly, and sent her to the door on the first floor.

A tentacle pressed the twin knives into her hands.

A tentacle helps keep the practice stakes in order.

The last two tentacles make a gesture of invitation at the same time, please start daily practice in the new year.

Zhao Xiaoxiu: Not happy!
But Sheng Qingyang's arrival did not give her a chance to digest her emotions.

Sheng Qingyang strode over with a smile, not knowing that the child was depressed, and rubbed her little face, "Happy New Year."

"Master!" Zhao Xiaoxiu was surprised for a moment. It had been a long time since she saw her master.

But the next second he sighed, forced a smile and said to Sheng Qingyang: "Happy New Year."

"Well, but I think you don't seem happy." If Sheng Qingyang still can't discover the little guy's emotions, then he has grown up in vain.

She put down her backpack, picked up her two swords and a plastic bag, walked over, squatted in front of the child, and asked with a smile:
"I have a gift for you, do you want it?"

Hearing this, the little girl who was in a bad mood a second ago immediately opened her eyes wide and looked at her expectantly, saying loudly: "Yes!"

Sheng Qingyang chuckled helplessly and handed the plastic bag in his hand to her.

"What is it?" Zhao Xiaoxiu couldn't wait to open the bag and look inside.

Inside the dark plastic bag, is a folded wide belt?

Zhao Xiaoxiu wasn't quite sure, but it must be something made by her master again.

Sheng Qingyang took the thing out for the child, tied it around her waist, and said, "With this, you can carry the Butterfly Double Blade with you at any time."

Zhao Xiaoxiu looked at the leather vest tied around her waist with surprise. The width and tightness were perfect for her. It was a vest-style vest with not only a place for a knife, but also many small pockets and interlayers.

What surprised her most was that there was a place on the left side to hang a pistol holster.

In other words, as long as she has this leather vest, she can carry all the weapons she needs!

Sheng Qingyang inserted his apprentice's double swords into the reserved space on the back of his vest and tried it out. The two swords were firmly placed on his back, and everything was so perfect.

It's a pity that I don't have a suitable pistol, so I can't try to be fully armed.

"Great!" Zhao Xiaoxiu touched the leather armor and then took out her two swords and put them back and forth to try. The leather armor was specially customized for her height and body shape and was very easy to use.

"Master~" Zhao Xiaoxiu opened her arms and hugged the woman in front of her with emotion, "Master, I like you so much, thank you Master~"

The particularly upturned ending tone, coupled with the little guy rubbing his head against his neck, made Sheng Qingyang so adorable that he wanted to die.

Not to mention it’s a vest, if the little one asked her for the moon in the sky she would definitely find a way to knock it down for her!
"Alright, that's enough." Sheng Qingyang suppressed her reluctance and forcibly pulled the little guy who kept rubbing against her arms up and stood at attention. She came here today to teach the little guy new moves.

With the new identity, Zhao Xiaoxiu now does whatever her master tells her to do, listens obediently, and studies seriously. Her good attitude makes Sheng Qingyang want to love her even more.

Inside the room, Zhao Gang looked at the young cub who was following his master outside the door in practicing knife skills in a methodical manner.

Even with big movements, the leather armor the little man wears fits firmly and does not hinder the training of the cub.

This woman Sheng Qingyang has some skills.

She, an outsider, could be so kind to other people's cubs, which did not quite fit Zhao Gang's stereotype of humans.

After all, as a father, he had never thought of making such a multifunctional vest for his own cub.

Of course, even if he thought of it, he couldn't do it because his skills didn't allow it.

Zhao Gang stood by the door, secretly observing the interaction between Sheng Qingyang and his cub, and thought deeply about the relationship between people.

After a long while, he suddenly said, "I'll cook the remaining frog meat later. You can stay and eat with us."

He said this to Sheng Qingyang in the coldest tone and expression, then turned and left.

Sheng Qingyang looked down at her little disciple in disbelief, "Your father just told me to stay for dinner?" Was she hallucinating?

Zhao Xiaoxiu, who was panting and lying on a wooden stake for a break, was also stunned. He scratched his head and said uncertainly: "Is it true?"

After a while, the master and disciple saw Zhao Gang carrying an empty water tank and walking towards the river. He came back with a full tank of water, tore open the filter element that had never been used, and threw it into the water tank to filter the river water.

Of course, Sheng Qingyang didn't see the action of putting the filter element in place.

But Zhao Xiaoxiu followed to the backyard and saw with her own eyes that her father had specially prepared filtered water because he was going to have outsiders at home for dinner.

Zhao Xiaoxiu looked at the water tank, then lowered his head to look at the leather armor he was wearing. Could it be because of this?

Sensing the cub's thoughts, Zhao Gang, who was standing in front of the stove, raised his head and said to Zhao Xiaoxiu, who was standing outside, through the window:
"It is impolite not to reciprocate. When we take something from others, we should know how to return the favor. We should not just take without giving back."

If these words came from anyone else, Zhao Xiaoxiu would think it was perfectly normal.

But, this is her real father!

She was a little panicked because it looked so much like a human.

"Dad." Zhao Xiaoxiu walked into the kitchen from the back door, leaned over the stove and asked anxiously, "Are you still my dad?"

With a "pop", a streak of blood hit her butt. Zhao Xiaoxiu jumped up and her first reaction was to point in the direction of the gate to remind her father that there were other people there and to be careful to hide her identity!

Zhao Gang laughed heartily, not at all like he used to laugh in a staccato manner, his laughter was very smooth.

Zhao Xiaoxiu patted his chest quietly and let out a long sigh. It was confirmed that it was still the same living father.

A large bowl of chestnut stewed frog meat was served on the table. Sheng Qingyang sat on the dining chair and felt as if there were needles on his butt. He felt uneasy, flattered and incredulous.

Zhao Gang looked calm as usual. He brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of Sheng Qingyang. He said expressionlessly, "Eat."

It's really concise, Sheng Qingyang complained in his heart.

But to be honest, she couldn't remember the last time she had such decent food.

(End of this chapter)