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Chapter 012: The Missing Heritage

"Xiao Anhe, Zhizhi is going out!"

As soon as An Hao entered the tent, the sound of a small bell sounded in his mind. The next second, a figure of squeak appeared on the blanket in front of him. An Hao touched its fur, opened a gap in the tent, and screamed at An Hao twice, jumped out of the crack, and disappeared without a long time.

Little Lingling translated the meaning of the squeaking sound to her in her mind. During this period, she couldn't provide food to it without hiding it. The little guy could only rely on himself. Fortunately, there were mountains and forests around him. If he were in the city, the little guy could only go through the trash can!

"What should I do if that big turtle?"

An is a little worried, so she can't let it go too. If she is so big, if she is accidentally caught, it will be her sin!

"Don't hurry this," Xiao Lingdang comforted, "There is something in the space fountain, and I can't starve it to death!" There was a little annoyance in his voice, and An Hao didn't ask much tactfully.

"Anhao, I'm going to wash up. Do you want to go with me?" Anhao was about to go directly to the space to wash up when he heard Xiao Feifei's voice coming in outside the tent.

An Hao thought that there was someone to take her, and she couldn't go outside to wash up at once, as that would be too abnormal. She had to take out her toilet bag from the space, lift her tent and walk out, bent her lips and smiled at Xiao Feifei, "I'm going to go!"

Xiao Feifei looked up and down at An, but her attitude was not friendly. "We are not in good condition, so it is impossible to take a bath every day. You have to learn to get used to it!"

An Hao trotted two steps to keep up with her, "I'm mentally prepared!"

The archaeological team and the cemetery security officers washed in a nearby stream flowing down the mountain. Because there were too few women, there were only Murong Jing and Xiao Feifei before An Hao came. All of them were usually washed by women and the men would pass by.

The two walked to the stream and brushed their teeth side by side to wash their faces. The conditions were limited. After washing their faces with clean water, An Hao took a face towel to clean them and then prepared to walk back. Xiao Feifei took out a bottle of night cream from the small basket beside her and opened it. She dipped it on her face. Seeing An Hao looking over, she reached out with the bottle, "Do you need it, the wind here is still very strong!"

An Hao waved his hand, "I don't need this!"

Xiao Feifei looked at An Hao’s smooth and tender face in surprise, pursed her lips and put her hands back, lowered her head to tidy up her own washbasket and said inadvertently: “Your skin is so good!”

"Maybe I'm young!" An Hao was stunned and replied.

Xiao Feifei stood up and walked back. When she walked parallel to Anhao, she suddenly came over. After two seconds of careful consideration, she said, "It should be natural beauty!"

An Hao turned his head and met Xiao Feifei's serious and envious eyes, which could be considered as touching the girl's temperament.

He speaks directly, is cold and serious, and is a solid girl.

An Hao's mood suddenly relaxed two points because she felt that she was the easiest to get along with someone like Xiao Feifei, and just say whatever she wanted. Her mouth that easily offends people doesn't have to be afraid of saying the wrong thing at all times.

The two of them returned to their tents speechlessly and harmoniously. As soon as An Hao put his toilet bag back into the space, the mobile phone that was thrown in a corner of the tent vibrated.

She picked it up and unlocked it and looked at it. Good guy, she was sending messages privately.

And they were all sent by one person.

Fang Nai: "God, the clothes you designed for me are so beautiful!"

"God, how did you think of such a domineering and gorgeous pattern?"

"God, you have helped me a lot now!"

"God, I can't ask for your design drawings for nothing. In this way, you tell me the price, otherwise I will be uneasy!"

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"God, why don't you reply to me? Are you asleep?"

"Great God, the red envelope has been sent, don't forget to dismantle it!"

Anhao slid the private message interface to the bottom, pursed his lips and pointed his fingers on the word "''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

She had never thought about paying for designing the clothes. When Fang Nai asked her for help designing the clothes, the two of them had never thought about the compensation issues.

The reason is that Anhao’s design drawings this time are really amazing. If they really sell them out, the value will definitely not be much lower!

Fang Nai should have realized this and sent a red envelope without waiting for An Hao to respond.

This reward is well deserved.

After all, unlike Fang Nai's request for a simple concept picture, what is passed on to him is not just a three-dimensional three-dimensional picture of the clothes, but also the pattern embroidery patterns on it, the fabrics recommended to use, and the most suitable embroidery method are clearly marked.

An Hao had thought that he would just draw a simple concept picture and get the wrong ones, but after thinking about it over and over again, he still denied this idea. She was afraid that the other party would change her concept to inconsistently and contrary to the presentation method she originally wanted.

This world is different from her previous life. There is no complex craftsmanship and no complete cultural heritage here. In her eyes, there is nothing missing!

In fact, she had this problem very early. It was not until she grew up and came into contact with more and more things, and gradually realized that what this era lacked is a kind of background, a kind of cultural spirit that people cannot realize in their daily lives but are indispensable.

On this continent called "Shengzhou", the deeper Anhao study history, the deeper this feeling will be.

After thinking so much in an instant, An Hao didn't look carefully at how much money was in the red envelope. After entering the space, she lay on the stone platform next to the space water spring, and her mood was a little depressed.

Xiao Lingling sat next to Anhao with her knees in her arms, frowned and looked at the little master who was thinking about her eyebrows. She shook her head and couldn't help but speak: "Xiao Anhe, didn't you say you didn't want to eat red fruit during the day? I'll take it until night!" She said and spread her hands.

An Hao opened his eyes and saw the bright red fruit in front of him. He immediately lost all the sadness and took it with a sad face, "Little Lingling, how many days do I need to eat?"

The experience of running to the toilet has made her feel urged to have weak legs just when she sees Xiao Hongguo. When will this kind of day end?

An is so in tears!

"I guess, it will be almost the same in two days. Xiao Anhe, you should be glad that you eat very little junk food, otherwise you will be less than two more days. The impurities in your body have been almost discharged. Next, the effect of the little red fruit is mainly nourishing. Don't worry, you will not let you go to the toilet frequently!" Xiao Lingling laughed and comforted her as she looked at An Hao holding the little red fruit and avoiding it.

An Hao then felt relieved and stuffed Xiao Hongguo into his mouth. After waiting for a while, he felt that he did not have the desire to go to the toilet, so he truly believed Xiao Lingdang's words.

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Unclear

A long way to go

I really want to pull the male lead out
Chapter completed!
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