"Uh......"

Well, height is not in a class.

Don't look at Zhao Han's skinny skin, his height is with the head of Zhao Village, he is only sixteen years old, and he is already 1.8 meters, and he can grow up even more.

And Xue Miaomiao is not short among women, she is currently about one meter six or eight, maybe if she keeps up with nutrition, she can grow even more, but no matter how long she is, it is impossible to surpass Zhao Han.

I usually didn't think there was anything, but it wasn't until now when she was about to nail the stake that she suddenly realized that the difference in height was really a headache.

What could she do?

He had no choice but to give up his current stool, turned around and went back to the house, moved the table where he had eaten before, and placed the chair in front of him to form a staircase, and then picked up the hammer and lifted the skirt and climbed forward.

"Knock knock—"

She is much more powerful than Zhao Han, and every time the hammer falls, you can clearly see that the wooden stake is sinking into the soil, and it doesn't take long for it to be firmly nailed to the ground.

Xue Miaomiao tried to shake it twice with her hand, and found that it didn't move at all, so she nodded with satisfaction, carefully got off the table, and moved to the other side of the parallel, after a series of taps, the second one was nailed, which was not the same height as the first one, but it had no effect, and Xue Miaomiao didn't bother to pay attention to such a small problem.

After nailing the four pillars in the same way, Xue Miaomiao admired it for a moment, and then jumped off the table.

She didn't feel anything at all, but she startled Zhao Han, who had just cleaned up.

"Miao Miao, are you okay?"

What if you jump down from such a high place, what if you hit your foot?

Miao Miao is really, so what are you doing in a hurry?

"What can happen?"

Putting down the skirt she lifted, Xue Miaomiao looked at Zhao Han in surprise, as if she didn't quite understand the meaning of his words.

"It's better if it's okay."

Who are the ones who are really going to be wounded, and who are they who suffer and suffer?

It's not Miao Miao herself?

Zhao Han took the hammer in her hand, sighed helplessly, and glanced at the wooden stake that he hadn't finished for a long time, and was so easily handled by Miao Miao, and a trace of frustration inevitably rose in his heart.

"Wait here, I'll go and get black yarn and needle and thread, and I'll see how I can fix them firmly on this stake and cover the whole vegetable patch."

The sun is still too strong now, and the vegetables in her yard, if it weren't for her ability to warm them every day, I'm afraid they would have wilted and even died of sunburning.

Why?

Do you still need to think about it?

As far as Zhao Han's small body is concerned, expecting him to pick up enough water every day to water the small vegetable patch in the yard, it is simply a fool's dream, he can pour some vegetable washing water and rice water on them every day, which is already very good.

"Oh, good."

Sighing helplessly, Zhao Han watched Xue Miaomiao leave, admiring the wooden stake that Miao Miao had nailed with a complicated expression, and sighed secretly: Can't you stop being so tough?

Anyway, Miao Miao is a woman, this has to be known that she is so strong, and I don't know what ugly words will come out.

Thinking like this, Zhao Han couldn't help but sigh again, in the final analysis, his body was too weak, forcing Miao Miao to be strong.

Hey, when will he stop Miao Miao from doing these things herself?

Holding two rolls of black yarn out, Xue Miaomiao motioned for Zhao Han to come over to help, and put the things on the ground, shook off the two rolls of black yarn, overlapped them on one side, took out the needle and thread in his hand, threaded the needle and thread, and sewed the overlap.

"Come and help!"

After sewing a few times, Xue Miaomiao made sure that the two pieces of black yarn had been sewn firmly, then tied a knot, cut off the excess thread with scissors, and put the needle away, then stood up and motioned for Zhao Han to come over to help.