Hengqing was right, the ten-day rainstorm came as scheduled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Rong Bai, who was already ready, squatted at the door of the room, looking at the pouring rain outside, and couldn't help but praise Hengqing's eyes.

said that it rained for ten days, and it rained for ten days, and if you balance this ability, you can go out and dance the gods.

However, Rong Bai would never say this kind of evaluation to Hengqing, so that thin-skinned guy would definitely be angry.

Between the room and the kitchen, Rong Bai also made a corridor. In fact, it is not difficult to do, just a few pillars and a canopy.

The two went shopping for most of the day, and they forgot to buy an umbrella for their family. In the end, only Rong Bai thought of this method, which seemed to work quite well.

In ten days, Hengqing also lit up a skill. That's the female red. It's not as good as those little girls who have been trained since childhood, but this craft is completely white.

Therefore, 100% of the clothes that Rong Bai is wearing now are repaired by Hengqing. As for the clothes made by the two people, the embroidery girl should take advantage of the rain to rush to work at home.

When it rains, Rong Bai can't go anywhere, so he can only get moldy at home. Hengqing is at ease, when it doesn't rain, he has always been alone at home, and when it rains, there is someone to accompany him.

Rong Bai, who is usually active, is a little stunned.

"If you're irritated by the rain outside, why don't I teach you to read." Rong Bai walked back and forth in front of the door, and Heng Qingquan, who was sitting at the table, saw it in his eyes.

"Literacy?" Rong Bai asked rhetorically.

Of course. Hengqing nodded. In fact, Hengqing has always been very strange, nine out of ten of those former classmates think that their wives who are not knowledgeable enough can't communicate at all, and the rest of them don't even have wives.

However, Rong Bai, who was standing by the door, was not difficult to communicate. Even if she doesn't know a word, it doesn't affect the communication between the two of them.

Even, Rong Bai is more principled than Hengqing in being a person and doing things.

Rong Bai sat in front of Hengqing, picked up the book that Hengqing was studying, looked at it back and forth, both positive and backward, and then ran to the side, picked up the ordinary firewood, and pulled it on the ground.

At first, Hengqing didn't think so. When he saw the back, he couldn't help but grow his mouth. Isn't what Rong Bai wrote on the ground exactly what he saw on the page? It's just that what Rong Bai drew on the ground was all reversed. It's like an illiterate person reading a book upside down.

"Have you ever forgotten?" Hengqing was really stunned this time.

Rong Bai shook his head, threw the branch back into the burning fire, raised his foot, and wiped everything he had just written.

"I'm not forgetting, it's another way of remembering." Rong Bai didn't know a word of the content on that page, and of course, Rong Bai didn't know any of the content inside. Even, this kind of thing, one more page, Rong Bai may not be able to remember.

But on this page, Rong Bai remembered it like a pattern in his mind. I won't forget it for a while. At the beginning, this way of remembering made Rong Bai's performance in the wilderness survival training as good as those with special abilities, or even better than them.

After all, Rong Bai had the entire map in his mind.

"If you have such a good memory, it must be easier to read and write." Hengqing replied happily.

"Tell me what's inside." During this time, Rong Bai also paid attention to some of the cultures of this world, this world, all the grammar is the same as the world before Rong Bai, the only difference is the text.

According to Rong Bai's ability, as long as these words correspond to their meanings one by one, Rong Bai can recognize words. As for writing, Rong Bai said that with that kind of soft pen, he couldn't write anything.

This way of writing is obviously anti-human!

Rong Bai wanted to know the content of the book, and Hengqing was naturally happy to explain. During this time, although Rong Bai was very good to him, the two did not communicate much. Now that there is such an opportunity, how could Hengqing miss it.

has been raised by Rong Bai for many days, and Hengqing is no longer so thin that only bones remain. The flesh on the face also began to grow, the cheeks that had sunken became fuller, and most importantly, those eyes were no longer just dead, but more bright.

However, these are of no meaning to Rong Bai at all.

Hengqing's voice is very good, coupled with his appearance, he really matches the warmth of the common saying. Rong Bai listened to this voice, and the only feeling was that he was comfortable and comfortable, and it didn't take long for him to lie down.

Hengqing came back to his senses and saw Rong Bai's arms folded on the other side, and his face was buried in his arms and he was sleeping soundly. He put away the book and didn't bother, just looked at her gently.

How hard Rong Bai has worked during this time, you can see it just by looking at the calluses on her hands. He gets up at dawn every day, and as for how long it takes to sleep, Hengqing only has a few nights when he is awake and sees Rong Bai sleeping next to him.

The work done every day is shared by other families, men and women.

Rong Bai hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. In the dripping water, Rong Bai slowly opened his eyes. The brazier used to light the house had been extinguished, and it was dark outside.

"Hengqing?"

There was no starlight and moonlight on a rainy night, and Rong Bai couldn't see the person opposite, so he could only shout loudly.

"You're awake." Hengqing's voice sounded immediately. Unlike Rong Bai's slightly hoarse voice, Hengqing's voice is still clear. Obviously, during the time that Rong Bai was sleeping, he didn't rest at all.

"I'm asleep, why don't you wake me up?" Rong Bai found flint and wood to relight the brazier.

The warm glow of the fire adds a little warmth to the room.

"It's rare for you to sleep so soundly, I can't bear it." Hengqing replied gently.

Rong Bai was still a little confused, but at this point, it was obviously past the usual point of eating. Rong Bai was quite dissatisfied with Hengqing's answer. "You should eat at the end of the day, this is something that even children know, don't be sloppy with me."

Hengqing gently bared his teeth.

Forget it, a man who loves to laugh, his popularity is definitely not bad, anyway, he is defeated in vain. "I'm going to cook, and if you're too tired from sitting, go back to bed and rest."

"You go cook, I'm fine." Hengqing smiled and raised the book in his hand.

Before the brazier was extinguished, Hengqing read half of the books, and now Rong Bai lit the brazier again, and Hengqing planned to continue reading.

Rong Bai nodded and ran outside the house.

On this day, the two of them rarely didn't eat rice, and Rong Bai took the two sweet potatoes he exchanged for last time to the brazier and roasted them soft and sticky.

Hengqing has eaten such a sweet potato for so many years. The soft roasted sweet potatoes were very sweet, like honey, and Rong Bai sat across from him, eating all over his face.

Looking at this scene, Hengqing's smile never stopped. Since meeting Rong Bai, Hengqing, who has not smiled for a long time, has more and more smiles.