When Zhan Changran planted half of the land, as soon as he turned his head, he saw the little guy coming to him, and he also carefully loosened the soil, gently picked up a small seedling, squatted and planted it quite devotedly, and the serious eyebrows and eyes gave people a strange sense of piety.

He turned to see that the ditch, which was not too long, had been buried by herself.

Wait a little longer, and the seeds buried in it will sprout and bask in the sun.

He didn't speak, but looked at the busy children beside him, and the small ones shrank again, and it was difficult to find them on the ground.

She was shone with the sun, like a fog, and it seemed unreal to him.

The child, who didn't bask in the sun very much, didn't work for long, so he smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly walked with his two little legs, ran to the shade under the eaves, and found a small bench to sit there and fan his little hands to cool himself.

"I can't do it anymore." She said, with a little resentment: "I'm a little hot, I need to rest and slow down before it starts to hurt." ”

When the adult heard this, the movement of his hand slowed down, "Go and pour me water." ”

"Okay." The boy was quick to answer the thief, and got up and went to get the water he had prepared on the table.

Raw water can't be drunk directly, so they use the unextinguished charcoal kettle water in the stove before taking a nap, and when they wake up and their hands are still hot, they have to put it out and let it cool.

It was the toddler who looked at the coolness in his hand, and his throat, which had not been touched by water since he woke up, became more and more dry.

Licking her mouth, she didn't steal it, she was careful not to let it spill, and held it to the captain's side for him.

Zhan Changran took the wooden bowl and fed her two mouthfuls first.

Yiyue is really thirsty, I don't know what politeness is, I just hate that my mouth is too small, I can't drink it, and my whole little face has to be buried in it, and that satisfied look is not like drinking water, but drinking honey.

The father on the side took the small broken hair that she was about to fall into the bowl and flicked it, and when she finished drinking, most of the remaining hair was solved by adults.

This afternoon has a feeling of quiet years, and when the work is over, the original barren yard looks new, and the greenery is thriving, which makes people feel a sense of accomplishment.

When the captain was done repairing the dilapidated mud hut, Izuki handed him a wooden nail and asked him to smash the sharpened wooden nail into it with a rough hammer tied to a large stone.

If you are so busy, you will be busy until twilight.

Their small courtyard is a bit off-the-side, at least a few hundred meters away from the nearest house, and there are many collapsed houses in the middle that have been eroded by wind and rain, and the moonlight is gradually rising, and there is a whining sound when the wind blows.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, looking at the rotten beams outside, listening to the whistling sound in my ears, there was a desolate and strange sense of madness.

Yi Yue looked outside, closed the door very calmly, bolted the door, and jumped to find Zhan Changran, who was cooking on the fire.

She is not afraid of bad guys at all, this is the confidence given to her by adults, and everyone in the village together can't beat the captain who can only fight with one hand.

"Daddy." She moved a small bench and sat beside Zhan Changran, looked at the bearded face reflected in the firelight, and asked worriedly: "Will there be a big beast rushing in again, what if we can't beat it?" ”

The lord brought the pot down, "It's not something you should worry about. ”

The pot is boiling with aroma, the white strips of flour are tumbling, and the green leaves are dotted with beautiful emerald colors in the pot.

After a tiring afternoon, the little gluttonous cat with an empty stomach held a bowl and waited for him to share the dinner, and said with a little disapproval: "Why not, I can't let go of the green group to save you, what can I do if something happens to you." ”

Zhan Changran suddenly smiled, his face became brighter, he didn't look like a seventy-year-old grandfather at all, he hooked his lips: "You think you saved me?" ”

"Huh?" The child's face was clearly shocked with doubt: "It's difficult, isn't it?" ”

The old father took out the noodles and put them in cold water, cut them into small pieces on the wooden table, put them in the child's wooden bowl, and added a few chopsticks to her. ”