Chapter 6447 If you want to spread dust again, you'll be in a bind.

The child howled, the millet squeaked, and everyone cursed.

Soon, Luo Bi's team was chased and shoved with dust by the millet family. But the temptation of millet was too great. Zhu Xingrong was very greedy. He closed his eyes, grabbed a handful, and ran away. The children were covered in dust.

Luo Bi was on the outside, and the little fireball followed its aunt. Ugh, ugh.

There was no other way. Luo Bi was being chased and shoved into the dirt by a little millet mouse, which made her very angry. She decided to try her best. In her haste, Luo Bi took out a lunchbox, took out a millet cake, and turned around and suddenly stuffed it into the round little millet mouse's arms.

"What is that?" the little mouse smelled a sweet aroma.

If it tried to throw the dust away again, it would be in trouble; the dust would stick to its paws. The millet cake was fragrant, sweet, and had the flavor of red dates, and it was extremely sticky. The little millet mouse lowered its head and tried to tear it, but it just couldn't tear it off with its paws.

"Ouch!" Luo Bi's pretty eyes lit up. She seized the opportunity to peel the sticky rice cake crumbs off her hand and stuffed them into the little millet mouse's mouth: "Is it sweet? Is it delicious? Is it sticky?"

The little millet mouse was dumbfounded; it had never eaten cooked millet in its entire life, and its mouth was stuck together.

It was still holding a sticky rice cake in its paws, completely powerless to fight.

Luo Bi glanced at it, quickly took out a bag, picked up the millet rat and threw it into the bag, showing off to Little Fireball: "One's done."

The little fireball was stunned. It just... just like that, caught one?!

Luo Bi gave the bag to Little Fireball. She also had a sticky rice cake. While it was still warm, she kept an eye on a big millet rat that was throwing dirt. When the millet rat threw out the dirt, Luo Bi gave it a sticky rice cake.

It's fragrant and sweet, and has a date-like aroma.

The little millet mouse was holding a hot sticky rice cake, but it was stuck to its paws and couldn't shake off the dirt. It looked down and smelled it. It smelled so good, like millet, and it was sweet too.

The shrew drooled and lowered its head to take a bite.

Well, my mouth is stuck shut; a mouthful of sticky rice cake is stuck to my chest.

This one's no longer capable of fighting. Luo Bi chuckled and went over, picked it up, and the little fireball quickly opened the bag. Luo Bi threw the millet rat into the bag, then rushed into the battlefield, grabbed Zhu Xingrong's sleeve, and left.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Xingrong asked, his eyes half-closed, his face covered in dirt.

"I'll give you a job." Luo Bi pulled the child aside.

"What kind of work is this?" Luo Bi took the bag from the little fireball, untied it, and showed it to Zhu Xingrong. The child was immediately stunned: "My goodness, Luo Bi, when did you catch two millet rats?"

Not having time to waste time talking to the kids, Luo Bi pointed at the millet mouse and said, "The sticky rice cake is stuck to the millet mouse's paw. Take it off, let the little fireball heat it up, and then give it to the other two millet mice."

Zhu Xingrong finally understood what was going on. He looked at Luo Bi with admiration, thinking, "How is she so amazing?" Now the child finally understood why Luo Bi had been so eager to dry the millet yesterday.

It turns out that Luo Bi had already come up with a way to deal with the millet rat, and even pretended to be reluctant to not eat it. Luo Bi fooled them all.

The child held the millet rat down and broke off the sticky rice cake from its paw. The little fireball fired a small flame to heat it up, and well, it became sticky again. Luo Bi took one and watched from the side. While it was still warm, she put it into the paw of one of the millet rats.

With food on its paws, the millet mouse became curious. It touched it with its other paw, and lo and behold, it was stuck to the sticky rice cake. It smelled so good. It took a bite, and even its mouth, which had been cursing the world, was stuck.

Luo Bi went over, picked it up, and tossed it to the stunned Wei Jun.

There was also a sticky rice cake. Luo Bi gave it to the last little millet mouse, which caught it, thinking, "What a rare find!" Then, the little millet mouse was successfully lifted up. (End of Chapter)