i became a fairy

Considering that the amount of training was just added yesterday, Alvin did not punish the children who made mistakes. He only asked them to pack their things and then began to talk about today's lesson.

As usual, this is information that the girls are already familiar with and have heard from other seniors countless times. What Alvin does is just analyze these histories for everyone.

The girls felt a little sleepy after hearing this, but they were afraid of being punished, so they had to open their eyes wide and pretend to be serious. Fortunately, the cultural class only lasted for half an hour. When the time was up, Alvin sent the children to find food.

Mi Xiaoan returned to his home, put away the short bow, took off the backpack, and went out.

"An, where are we going today?" The girls gathered at the entrance of the village, looked around, and finally asked Mi Xiaoan.

Elf fruits don't ripen every day, so you need to plan your daily route to collect enough food.

"Let's go over there." Mi Xiaoan thought for a moment and pointed in one direction. She remembered that she hadn't gone in that direction for several days and there should be a lot of ripe fruits.

"Okay, let's go." Elaine hurried ahead and greeted the sisters: "Come on, come on, we were singing without you yesterday, and I forgot all the tunes."

"Haha, you are so stupid, I haven't forgotten it." There were bursts of teasing, and the girls' cheerful songs also sounded, getting farther and farther away from the village.

"Haha, there are fruits there." Kelna was always the liveliest one. She ran at the front and spotted a few fruit trees not far away. She hurriedly waved to her sisters: "Come on, come on, let's put these trees together." Picked."

The girls ran there chattering with baskets on their backs, then divided into groups and prepared to pick fruits.

"It's still the same as yesterday," Mi Xiaoan warned: "Stop humming and be careful of falling."

"Hey~ we're not that stupid," Keerna retorted dissatisfiedly, but she followed her words and stopped humming. He lifted Mi Xiaoan up the tree, and then he seemed to suddenly remember something. He raised his head and asked, "Hey, by the way, An, tell us another story. Yesterday you only told us about Snow White. Who is Little Red Riding Hood?"

"Yes, An." Others remembered it after hearing this and hurriedly asked: "Snow White has a story, there must be some for Little Red Riding Hood, Sleeping Beauty, and the Ugly Duckling. Please tell us about them."

"Ah, this." Mi Xiaoan sat firmly on the fork of the tree and said hesitantly: "Let's pick the fruits first. I'll tell you when I get back. What if I don't pay attention and fall down?"

"Oh, it's okay." Kelna immediately patted her chest and assured, "If you fall, I will continue to talk to you."

"Okay, then." Mi Xiaoan thought for a while. If he didn't agree, they would probably be in trouble all morning, so he said, "Then I'll tell you about Little Red Riding Hood. Let's agree first, and I'll only tell you one."

"Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me," the girls immediately became excited when they heard this. They all raised their ears and looked at Mi Xiaoan.

"Listen, I'm about to start." Mi Xiaoan sat on the branch of a tree, holding the branch with both hands, reminding the sisters, and then began to slowly tell: "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little girl, she was special She is cute, everyone will fall in love with her, and the one who likes her the most is her grandmother."

The sound of the leaves rustling in the wind, accompanied by Mi Xiaoan's clear words, brought the girls into a fairy tale world they had never experienced before.

The fairy tale Little Red Riding Hood has more educational significance than storytelling. It is precisely for this reason that its plot is not as rich and moving as Snow White. After several twists and turns, it comes to an end.

"The hunter rescued Little Red Riding Hood and grandma, and put a very heavy stone in the big bad wolf's belly as punishment for doing bad things." The story was almost over, Mi Xiaoan continued: "Later, grandma The illness was cured, and Little Red Riding Hood became a good boy who listened to her mother, and they lived a happy life ever since."

Mi Xiaoan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the sisters. Seeing that they were still in a daze, he couldn't help but clapped his hands and reminded: "Okay, now that the story is over, let's get to work."

"Wow, it's already finished." The girls came back to their senses and started to make a fuss: "Ann, it's too short. Can you tell me another one?"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, you are so real." The girls were noisy, and Mi Xiaoan was a little annoyed, so he had to promise: "Let's work first, okay? I'll tell you something after we finish the work."

"Can't we talk now?" The girls looked at Mi Xiaoan pitifully.

"No" Mi Xiaoan said firmly: "If I tell you one day, who will pick the fruit? Do you want the elders in the village to starve? Hey, let me tell you, if they are hungry, they will spank you. "

"Yeah," the girls were a little scared when they heard this.

I remember one time, in order to be lazy and play a little longer, the girls picked all the ripe and unripe fruits and put them in the tree hole to replenish their numbers. When they were discovered by the patriarch’s grandma two days later, they were so angry.

Pulling the girls over one by one, pressing them on the table and having sex, the scene was too horrible to watch.

"Okay, let's pick the fruits first and then listen to the story." Thinking of the previous lessons, the girls were a little embarrassed. But he was reluctant to let go of the story. He looked at Mi Xiaoan and said, "An, you must tell us another one when you go back. No, no, no, tell us two."

"It's all up to you, good or bad." Facing a group of childish friends, Mi Xiaoan felt dumbfounded and had no choice but to agree.

Hey, it’s just two stories, how long can it take?

Work finally started, and the girls chattered and discussed while picking fruits. He said how he would punish the Big Bad Wolf if he were Little Red Riding Hood.

There are some who shoot with bows and arrows, some who pull his ears, and some who let him sew clothes for Alvin, which is really interesting.

After all, this is the job that girls have been doing since they were young, and the girls’ hands and feet are relatively fast when it comes to doing the work. Besides, due to frequent picking, there were not many ripe fruits on each tree. It only took seven or eight minutes for these trees to be picked clean, and then they put their baskets on their backs and headed elsewhere together.

They are all familiar paths. It can be said that you can find the fruit trees with your eyes closed. Mi Xiaoan listened to the chatter of the sisters and looked at the surrounding environment.

There are many things in this world that are not found on earth. Although they exist in An's memory, seeing them in person still feels extremely novel.

For example, the things that fly like butterflies are not insects, but a plant called butterfly flower. They have no roots and rely on climbing on other plants to obtain nutrients.

For another example, the wooden ball with ferocious spikes growing between the grass is actually not that scary. Its spines are soft and are used to scare people. The juice stored inside is quite delicious and can also be used as medicine to reduce redness and swelling.

For example, there is something like a leopard lying under the shade of a tree. It is not, well, what kind of leopard does it have this kind of plant?

Mi Xiaoan's head froze and he stared closely at the dark figure under the tree not far away.