Chapter 253: Writing a Letter

The most important thing in the village is to find a reliable family, and Xie Lu is a good role model.

"I know, thank you, auntie, we'll live a good life."

Mu Shiyu has no mother and has never experienced maternal love, but at this time, she seems to see a trace of her mother's brilliance in Li Lanzhen.

Is this what my mother taught?

Li Lanzhen pulled Mu Shi again, and thanked Lu for his kind words.

In the end, the sun came out in the east, and Li Lanzhen patted Mu Shiyu's people, and the two separated.

After Mu Shiyu left, Li Lanzhen looked at Mu Shiyu with a sad look on her back.

It would be nice if that educated youth and Jiayang back then were like Xie Lu and Mu Shiyu now.

Li Lanzhen, as Liu Jiayang's mother, taught her son personally.

And Liu Jiayang has lived up to expectations and has always been very good.

Until I met the educated youth who went to the countryside.

The hero is sad to pass the beauty level.

The reason why Li Lanzhen is looking for Mu Shiyu to talk so much today is mainly because she thinks of her son in prison.

Finally, with a long sigh, Li Lanzhen absentmindedly went to work in the field.

Mu Shiyu thought about Li Lanzhen's words just now, and thought of Xie Lu in his mind.

The whole person's heart is sweet.

When Mu Shiyu went to his own field, he didn't see Xie Lu, he should have gone somewhere else.

Mu Shiyu looked at the corn that grew taller than herself, and her heart was really novel.

Watching the things you planted and slowly growing taller is quite a blessing

Some of the corn is already blooming, and the breeze is blowing, swaying and shaking, and it looks very good.

Mu Shiyu looked around, turning through the corn tree, and from time to time the leaf would scratch his face.

It's itchy, and it's a little hot where it's scraped.

I looked at my hand, and it didn't cut the skin, but it was a little red.

Mu Shiyu couldn't help but scratch her hands and face, and after a while, she turned red.

In the end, I couldn't stand the heat again, and I didn't find Xie Lu in the field, so I simply went back.

I don't know what I'm thinking, so I come out to find sin.

Looking at his red and itchy arm, Mu Shiyu was extremely annoyed.

didn't go to find Xie Lu elsewhere, and went back to the dormitory of educated youth.

I tried to rub my arms with cold water over and over again, and my skin finally felt a little better.

Then this time she was lazily lying on the bed, and Fang Ting also came back from outside at this time, holding a bouquet of wildflowers in her hand.

looked at Mu Shiyu, who was lying on the bed without an image, and smiled: "Where are you going in the morning, you got up quite early." ”

When Mu Shiyu got up, Fang Ting was still sleeping.

Mu Shiyu turned over, hummed softly, and hummed, "Hmm~ Don't mention it, I went to the field for a turn, and then my hands were full of injuries, and it hurt a lot." ”

Fang Ting raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Mu Shiyu may be like herself, born in a very good family, so she has developed this squeamish appearance.

It is indeed a little uncomfortable to get corn leaves, but this is already a common thing for the villagers.

When it falls on these people, it's just itchy and unbearable.

"Then Tingting, where have you been again?" Mu Shiyu also asked.

Since Fang Ting decided to go back, it seems that she hasn't gone to the field anymore.

"Well, I went to the village and walked around, I want to remember this wonderful place." Fang Ting walked into the room and put the flowers in her hand on the table casually.

When the topic was discussed, there was a sudden silence again.

Fang Ting was fiddling with her flowers in the house, and Mu Shiyu turned out the paper and pen when she had nothing to do.

I flipped to the previous letter again, looked at the address, and memorized it.