Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket! (2)

Chapter 213: If You Can't Find It Back, Don't Come Back to Sleep

Qin Xiao had given them a lot of mooncakes. Bai Wutong packed some in oil paper for Cui Lingyi. "Tianbao and I can't finish them. Take them back and eat them with the rest."

Cui Lingyi accepted it and said. "If Qin Xiao hadn't come to deliver mooncakes today, I would have almost forgotten about the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Bai Wutong nodded. "That's right. He came a little early."

Cui Lingyi smiled and said, "That's good too. We can prepare in advance and make some mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The same thought crossed her mind. "Okay."

She liked the Su-style mooncakes with salt and egg yolk filling. They could make more.

Tianbao probably liked it too.

After Cui Lingyi left, Bai Wutong admired Qin Xiao's painting again.

In the painting, she and Chu Tianbao looked at each other from afar, their gaze filled with each other.

Chu Tianbao almost pouncing over was even more adorable. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she was. She prepared to hang it on the bedroom wall.

Chu Tianbao pushed the door open and entered. He suddenly frowned. "Wife, why did you hang such an ugly painting?"

"No way," Bai Wutong retorted. "Isn't this quite nice?" She pointed at the little man in the painting and said, "There's also a vivid Tianbao here."

Chu Tianbao stared at it a few times and retorted firmly, "This is not a handsome Tianbao."

He pointed at another small person in the painting and said, "This isn't a peerless beautiful Wife either!"

How could he praise others like that?

Bai Wutong's face turned red. "Qin Xiao's calligraphy is superb. Everyone admires his skills very much. Tianbao will understand when he attends the painting class in the future. You have to learn from him humbly."

Chu Tianbao pouted. "It's not as good as my wife's painting."

Bai Wutong had drawn a portrait of Chu Tianbao. Chu Tianbao was still secretly keeping it himself and not letting anyone look at it.

Her lips curled into a smile. "This is different. Qin Xiao's grandfather is the Art Saint, and Qin Xiao may even surpass him. If we keep the paintings well now, we might be able to pass them down as family heirlooms."

Chu Tianbao was not used to hearing her praise Qin Xiao like this, so he pouted and muttered softly, "It's not as good as my painting."

Although he had never drawn before, he felt that if he did, it would definitely be much better than Qin Xiao's.

Unaware of his thoughts, Bai Wutong hung the painting nicely. When she was satisfied, she went downstairs to make dinner.

Chu Tianbao stared at Qin Xiao's painting. He felt that it was an eyesore and had just extended his hand.

From the bottom of the building came Bai Wutong's clear voice. "Tianbao, go wash Xiaobai. It's covered in mud and it's dirtying the stairs."

Chu Tianbao suddenly retracted his hand. "Wife, don't move. I'll clean it up!"

When Xiaobai heard Chu Tianbao's voice, it was as if there were demons and ghosts behind itself. Bai Wutong could not hold Xiaobai down and it quickly fled into the garden.

Chu Tianbao descended from the sky with the spray machine on his back and started spraying at Xiaobai.

Xiaobai hurriedly dodged, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not dodge Chu Tianbao's deadly accurate water spray.