Chapter 599: Spring Greeting Bears Fruit Again

People who are not strong enough in their psychological capacity are really going to collapse in minutes.

Anyway, she didn't want to suffer this sin.

I'd rather go back and have enough food and clothing than bear so much pressure to eat.

It's the same kind of labor, the labor of being stared at and imprisoned, but it's not as cool as the easy and free labor of nesting in the kitchen.

Smart people know how to choose.

However, her guess was completely wrong, Lu Jin said that they would rather be stared at and instructed to work, and they would continue to eat rather than go home.

In short, it's helpless.

However, she has no other way but to be helpless, after all, no one can control what one is willing to fight and one is willing to suffer.

Early the next morning, it rained in the sky.

The continuous drizzle continued, and standing in front of the window, I could see the crops that Daddy Rabbit had planted earlier, and they were all growing well.

In the drizzle, the colorful branches and leaves washed by the rain become more and more vivid, and the wind makes the heart feel relaxed.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, she turned around and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up, when the light-brained elf broadcast a message.

The information came from the merchant who ordered tableware and kitchenware, and the content was that the sample had been sent, so she should pay attention to the receipt.

After listening to the information broadcast, there was a moment of silence in Jianyan.

This efficiency...

It's really faster than she imagined.

But it's good to come, just to see if it suits your heart.

Five minutes later, Jian Yan, who had washed up, went downstairs with eight dumplings.

At this time, Eli was handing over to the delivery robot Little Yellow Chicken, and the rabbit father had not gotten up yet.

Spring Rose and Xiaomo rooted themselves in the yard and released their bodies to enjoy the moisture of the rain.

The vines of the roses are covered with basketball-sized roses, and they are all colorful.

Xiaomo's Lingxiao flowers are black and charming, and they are so black that they are pure and colorful.

As for the spring season...

Jian Yan glanced at the plump and round white fruits on his branches, the corners of his mouth twitched, and shouted, "Grandpa Yingchun, you have borne fruit again." ”

There is no response, and the word "result" will be fried on weekdays, and the pestle will not move at all.

In short, there was a moment of silence.

Rose thought she was sad that she didn't get a response from Yingchun, and immediately explained, "Cub, don't think about it, Yingchun didn't mean to ignore you, he was asleep." “

Jian Yan's eyes lit up, "Grandpa Yingchun is asleep?" When did you fall asleep? ”

Since coming out of the abyss, Yingchun has not slept before, and this is the first sleep since Yingchun came out.

"I fell asleep in the middle of the night."

"Is it because it's raining?" This rain fell in the middle of the night, which coincided with the sleep time of Yingchun, and it was really impossible to think too much about it.

"Hmm."

Rose picked a blue rose and handed it over, "Go back to the house and play, don't worry about us, it's good for us to release our body in the rain." ”

"That's right, it's been a long time since I've seen rain!"

Xiao Mo smiled and answered, saying, "This time, the three of us old guys should have a good time!" ”

Jian Yan obediently responded, and took the rose and sent her blue rose into the house.

The rose was too big to fit in a vase, so in short, she simply asked Vivien to go to the kitchen and get a white bone china basin with a wide mouth and gold rim to put the roses.

Not to mention, it looks pretty good together.

The main thing is that the roses have a high appearance, and the color is that pure blue, which is extremely eye-catching and amazing, and the white bone china basin with fine gold rim is a perfect match.

After the roses were placed, Jian Yan squatted down next to Eli to check the samples sent by the merchant.