Song Chun'an's secret base is not far from the village, and he walks a little up the mountain from the north end of the village, and then turns two more corners.

The mountain is a cultivated dry field, and most of the fields are planted with wheat, because it is too far away from the river in the south of the village, so it is important to keep the good fields along the river for the time being.

However, looking at the growth of the crops here, it is also okay, although there is no green oil to show in the wind, it is not wilted and yellowed, and it can still last for a while.

Song Chunan hugged her daughter across a deep ditch, put her down, and turned around and stretched out her hand to pull her daughter-in-law over.

It should have been a stream, but it had dried up now, leaving a deep ravine.

"Mountain cherry!"

Li Shengnan inadvertently raised his head and saw a little cherry red among the green grasses, and pointed and shouted in surprise.

Song Chunan also looked over and shook his head regretfully:

"I can't get by, I can't pick it up. ”

Song Ci also looked at it intently.

The cherry tree grew on the edge of the cliff, not tall or low, and was tightly covered by half-human deep weeds, and if it wasn't for the right angle, it really wouldn't have been found.

No wonder there is left, and it hasn't been picked up yet.

She winked at Song Chunan and volunteered:

"I can!"

No, you can't!

Before Song Chun'an could stop the words, he saw his daughter spread out her little hands, and then cherry rain fell in her palms.

Well, raindrops.

The mountain cherries are very small, and Song porcelain holds them in both hands, and there are more than a dozen.

"Pick it up for me, it's heavy. ”

Song Ci was so tired that he asked for help.

Li Shengnan was dumbfounded, but when he heard that his daughter wanted to help, he didn't want to step forward and take the fruit.

The cool fruit is started and rolled with a little weight, exuding a faint fruity aroma, which could not be more real.

Li Shengnan was in a trance, lowered his head and took a bite into his mouth, the sweet and sour taste spread between his teeth and tongue, and he was appetizing!

"Delicious. ”

She spit out the kernel, nodded her head and commented, then stiffened again, her eyes widened in horror, and her hands began to tremble as she watched the piles of fruit fall from her palms.

"Daddy!"

Song Ci saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly called for help again.

Li Shengnan's psychological quality is still not good.

Song Chun'an stepped forward, grabbed his daughter-in-law's cold and trembling hand with his big palm, and glared at the unconscious girl first.

Calling you to be tricky and scaring your mother, right?

Song Ci innocently hugged his fists and covered his mouth.

She didn't want to pick cherries to honor her mother, she was really kind!

Li Shengnan felt her husband's care, and finally got rid of the shocked and excessive aphasia, and muttered in a fluttering tone:

"Song Chun'an, this mountain cherry is also sunburned and suffering from heat stroke?"

Song Ci snorted. How could her mom be so cute!

Song Chun'an glared at her daughter, told her to be more restrained, and turned around to coax her daughter-in-law:

"Didn't you say that our daughter is a Fuwa, this is what your daughter specially picked to be filial to you, are you happy?"

Li Shengnan was in a fog, feeling that he could hear every word of his words clearly, but he didn't understand what they meant.

She looked at her husband in confusion, and then looked down at her daughter.

Song Ci beckoned his little paw at his mother obediently like a lucky cat, and then deliberately controlled his mental power, and picked a half-ripe mountain cherry at a very slow speed, and floated it into Li Shengnan's hand.

The corners of Li Shengnan's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and his expression management was completely out of control.

Song Ci thought she still didn't believe it, thought about it, and controlled the fruit to fly up slowly, levitating in front of her for a few seconds, and then controlled the fruit to drip, dancing back and forth the bee figure-eight dance.

In the end, when the interest came, Song Ci simply controlled more than a dozen small red fruits and arranged them into a beautiful heart shape in front of Li Shengnan!

"Mom, I love you!"

Song Ci tilted her head, her two short arms were in a big heart shape on the top of her head, and she tried to smile at her mother!

No matter what I look like, I will be your daughter in this life, and I will love you very much, I promise!

Li Shengnan's eyes were straight, but he squeezed out a smile and replied to her like a nervous reflex:

"Mommy loves you too, baby. ”