Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Cry of Passion

Marchand suddenly sighed endlessly, why is this like this? Is it true that people can't be telepathic with each other? It always takes a big detour to understand, which brings endless troubles to the parties.

"I really can't figure it out, I want to accommodate you, and you also want to accommodate me, then things don't end well at all.".

Li Yao saw Ma Shang's helpless emotion, and smiled in her heart, her fingertips tapped on the keyboard for a while, and pressed the send button, Ma Shang received her reply here, "Hehe, you are here again, people must be naked to understand each other slowly, this process takes a long time, and some people have not understood it thoroughly after a lifetime?" ”。

Marchand breathed a sigh of relief, he understood, "Yes! It is not good to understand in a hurry, since this is the case, then we are not in a hurry for a while, and we will understand it slowly in the future. ”。

"Hehe, smart Shangguan, thinking is fast, just get through at one point." ……

"Hehe, I need you.".

The simple four words are extremely important in Li Yao's heart, and she feels the importance and sense of existence.

"Okay, let's rest, let's take a good look at the tea garden tomorrow.".

"Hmmm! Okay, 88. ”。

"Good night, 88.".

Running all the way, now everyone is sleepy, the lights on the second and third floors are turned off one after another, and when the night comes, everything begins to be quiet again, only the enthusiastic screams of insects can be heard from the tea garden not far away.

This kind of enthusiastic cry, with passion, with hope, with happiness, all this symbolizes the beginning and harvest of tomorrow, with this enthusiasm, passionate cry, even if we are lonely, insomnia, will not produce fear, because it tells us that tomorrow even if we experience an unstoppable disaster, there is no need to despair, the dawn of hope is waiting for the fiery sun, shining bright sunshine.

After a passionate scream, the cheer began to weaken, the insects began to get tired after a night's call, and successively entered a short sleep rest, leaving only fragmentary, reluctant, into the remnants of the end of the cry, and after a while, the insects all began to stop, the night passed, the next morning began to come, the morning light slowly brightened, the sun came out, and the next day officially alternated.

There was movement in the attic, first the first floor made a faucet water waw sound, and a deep voice, then the second floor issued a mobile phone alarm ringtone, the third floor did not admit defeat, the beautiful mobile phone alarm rang one after another, everyone began to get up and prepare to freshen up, to welcome the new day.

However, two hours ago, the chefs and waiters in the farmhouse restaurant were already preparing for today's business, and after seven o'clock, the masters had already prepared Tang Linxiang and Ma Shang's breakfast, and were now instructing the waiters to send breakfast to the attic.

The waiters sent the breakfast to the first and second floors of the attic, and after they put the breakfast on the table, they left the attic, which is usually not like this, Tang Linxiang is a rational person, he doesn't like others to serve him, because others are also people, but others are not able to harvest more for the time being, and one day others may be richer than themselves.

The reason why today is special is because Marchand is a VIP and his food and clothing parents, and they must be satisfied with them so that they can live easily. But he didn't tell the masters to send breakfast to his attic, this is all the masters' own initiative, they took into account that the proprietress Leng Xuan didn't order anything to eat when he came back yesterday, so he helped Ma Shang and them make breakfast at the same time, and also helped Tang Linxiang and Leng Xuan make breakfast together.