And the mountain eagle actually nodded its little head just like Zhongnan, making Grandma Yan happy and praising the mountain eagle for being smart. The mountain eagle nodded like a clown.
Yan Xiaoqiang and Cuihua couldn't help but laugh. The mountain eagle seemed to know that the two were Yan Xiaonan's close relatives, so it stretched its head over, its intention very clear: to be petted.
Yan Xiaoqiang and Cuihua exchanged a smile. This guy looked just like Zhongnan. They both reached out and stroked its head.
Yan Daqiang was overjoyed and reached out to stroke the eagle's little head. Unexpectedly, the eagle's beak suddenly pecked at him. Yan Xiaonan shouted "No!" and the eagle withdrew its force at the crucial moment, but Yan Daqiang's hand was already bleeding profusely.
Eagle Eyes glanced fearfully at Yan Xiaonan. This person had something in his hand just now. If that thing had made a sound, all the animals would have been killed. It's not my fault.
Yan Xiaonan felt a pang of anxiety. He knew he had to be more careful when hunting in the future, and try to catch wild animals with high reproduction rates. He also knew he absolutely had to protect rare animals and take responsibility for it.
Bao Guo was furious and wanted to give the mountain eagle a peanut to taste. The mountain eagle keenly sensed Bao Guo's hostility, and all its feathers stood on end, and its whole body was in a fighting stance.
Yan Daqiang quickly stepped in front of Baoguo, extending his bleeding left hand and saying, "You hurt me, but I didn't retaliate. Calm down, we're on the same side."
Yan Xiaonan walked over, put her arm around Shan Ying's neck, and comforted him, "That's my uncle, and that's his bodyguard. You have to recognize him and don't hurt him."
The eagle's feathers gradually relaxed, and Yan Daqiang was also helping Baoguo to eliminate his hostility. Once all the hostility on Baoguo was gone, the eagle completely relaxed, but its eyes, which were looking at Baoguo, contained a certain ambiguous meaning.
Yan Xiaonan knew that Baoguo should never come here alone again, as the mountain eagle would definitely seek revenge. Fortunately, his uncle had two bodyguards, one of whom was named Baomin, a trusted confidant.
Yan Xiaonan asked Baoguo to take her uncle to the hospital for treatment first, and then come back to pick him up. She wanted to go into the mountains to find a patch of black soil that would be good for growing cotton. Baoguo was a little worried, since there was only one man, Yan Xiaoqiang, and three women, one old, one middle-aged, and one young. What if the eagle went berserk?
Yan Daqiang waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go. Don't worry about things that don't concern you. You're still worried about those grandmas and grandchildren? When Nan Nan was holding the mountain eagle, she was already protecting you, okay? Otherwise, with your abilities, that big guy would have already chopped off your eyes, you idiot."
Bao Guo accelerated the car to its limit. The commander's hand was bleeding and needed to be disinfected and bandaged as soon as possible. Yan Daqiang, however, was not so worried. When the bleeding was particularly bad, a warm feeling came from the wound, and the pain was immediately reduced by half. The bleeding gradually stopped. Now it just looked scary, but it was actually fine.
Could this be another skill of the little girl? This skill is even more amazing than communicating with animals! The Yan family is so lucky to have such a treasure. Those who know a little about Nan Nan and are tempted to make a move will have to see if they can get past me first.
The eagle understood Yan Xiaonan's needs and took flight. Yan Xiaonan was worried about leaving her grandmother and the others behind, so she helped her grandmother and they slowly walked into the mountains together.
The mountain eagle flew to a place overgrown with weeds at the foot of the mountain and stopped. It stood on a high rock and waited for Yan Xiaonan to come over. Yan Xiaonan's consciousness spread over and he was overjoyed to find that behind the large patch of weeds was a fertile black soil.
"Grandma, Grandma, there's black soil behind that patch of weeds, let's go take a look."
Grandma Yan nodded. Her little darling had been channeling her magical energy, and she wasn't tired at all. She said with heartache, "My darling, don't give me any magical energy. I'm not tired."
Yan Xiaonan knew that breastfeeding wasn't tiring, but her breasts were already over seventy, and she had to raise them to over one hundred. How could she neglect that?
Yan Xiaonan used her consciousness to clear a path through the weeds, leading the milk towards the black soil inside. There were also many cotton seeds in the space, so she decided to start planting and stimulating their growth.
Grandma Yan grabbed Yan Xiaonan's hand: "Baby, you won't faint again now that you're using your magic power, will you?"
Looking at the nearly ten acres of black soil, Yan Xiaonan shook his head: "Grandma, I'm eighteen years old this year, and my immortal power has increased several times over, so don't worry."
Yan Xiaonan took out a chair from her spatial storage for her grandmother to sit down, and then took out a large bag of cotton seeds to prepare for planting.
Yan Xiaonan closed her eyes, her consciousness spreading to the black soil. The soil began to churn, and the seeds took root and sprouted along the churning earth. In the blink of an eye, cotton branches broke through the soil one by one.
Smaller fruit branches extend from all the fruit branches, one after another, in an endless stream. Then cotton plants appear, forming clusters of them that stretch into a vast expanse. Thousands upon thousands of cotton bolls burst open, and snow-white cotton flowers explode in bloom.
Grandma Yan and Daqiang and Cuihua watched this series of operations as if they were watching a movie, their hearts pounding with excitement. The fairy's abilities were getting better and better. This was nearly ten acres of land, and in the time it took to eat a meal, the cotton flowers were blooming everywhere.
Yan Xiaonan amplified his superpower, and instantly all the fruit branches broke off and withered. The ten acres of land were covered with snow-white cotton. With a thought, he stored the cotton in his space. His superpower continued to turn over the black soil, and the withered branches on the ground were buried as the soil was turned over, becoming nutrients for this land.
Clean cotton was moved out of the space. This time, the cotton seeds inside the cotton were to be separated from the cotton. The cotton flew in the air and scattered one by one, and the cotton seeds inside fell down one by one. Yan Xiaonan collected all the cotton seeds. These things can be pressed into cottonseed oil.
Everything returned to calm. Except for the chair under her bottom, which was real, everything else seemed like a dream. Now, Yan Xiaonan was very skilled at using these superpowers. In the eyes of the grandmother and the others, it was a wonderful scene of fairies farming.
"Baby, sit down quickly, you must be tired. Oh, do you have any food or drink in your magic treasure? Take it out and replenish your energy." Grandma Yan ran over and asked anxiously, while Cuihua was even more anxious.
Yan Xiaonan nodded, took out rice cakes and soaked malted milk powder from his space, and ate them with the rice cakes. Yan Xiaoqiang didn't want to eat; he wanted to study the black soil. The mountain eagle on the rock began to cry. Yan Xiaonan threw a piece of rice cake over, and the mountain eagle swallowed it in one gulp.
Perhaps finding the taste appealing, the eagle jumped off the rock and came over, its beak even reaching into Yan Xiaonan's cup. However, presumably because the malted milk was too hot, the eagle quickly withdrew its beak and gave Yan Xiaonan a resentful look.
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