"Alright then, I'll wait." Mu Shiyu shouted, and then hugged Han into the house.

Xie Lu looked at the arrogant appearance, and Xie Lu was happy again.

It wasn't until Mu Shiyu walked into the house that he came down from the educated youth dormitory.

I was in a good mood all the way, and I hummed the folk songs here.

Passers-by could tell that he was in a good mood today.

Mu Shiyu came to the house with Han in her arms, sat on the bed, and then looked left and right, there was no one in the room, and it was a little deserted.

The happy mood just now slowly fell.

People are always prone to cranky thinking when they are lonely.

She has always been reluctant to go to these two encounters in her heart, and she always replays the pictures of Yang Hua before his death countless times in her mind.

Realizing that she might be trapped in it and couldn't extricate herself, Mu Shiyu walked out of the house.

Looking at the dazzling sunlight, I felt a little warmth on my body.

The educated youths in the institute all went out to work in the fields.

The whole yard was empty, with the occasional rooster crow.

Mu Shiyu looked at the empty courtyard and was stunned for a while, then blinked and found a shady place to sit down.

Then put the Han in his arms on the ground.

Han suddenly left the soft embrace of his master, a little uncomfortable, and rubbed Mu Shiyu's legs like a coquette.

The head arched one after another, and Mu Shiyu was originally in a very low mood.

Looking at the silly and cute look, I couldn't help laughing.

Reach out and stroke its head.

Han hadn't seen the master for a few days, and he missed it very much, and he kept licking Mu Shiyu's hand with his mouth open and sticking out his tongue.

The wet saliva stuck to Mu Shiyu's hand, and Mu Shiyu felt a little disgusted in her heart, but she still let Han be presumptuous.

Han will rub the master, and gnaw the grinding stone by himself.

The years are quiet, the breeze is blowing, and they are going on as usual.

Mu Shiyu hid in the shade, looked at his piece of land, thought for two seconds, and then stood up and walked towards the ground.

Han also followed behind the master.

The sun is too strong this season, and the vegetables that have already sprouted have been dried and withered.

The grass around it grows well, but unfortunately it can't be eaten.

Mu Shiyu is a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes, and he can't see that the vegetables are not good at grass.

rolled up his sleeves, squatted down and began to slowly pull out the grass inside, one by one, Sven was amazing.

The attention shifted, and Yang Hua's matter quietly withdrew from his mind.

The land is not big, and after a while, Mu Shiyu pulled out all the grass inside.

Dry, the roots of the weeds are all still in the soil, looking at the uneven grass roots, Mu Shiyu is a little bald.

But it's a little more pleasing to the eye than just now

Then he carried a wooden bucket out of the dormitory of educated youths and went to the stream to carry water.

Mu Shiyu just pretended to go for a while, and then came back to water the vegetables with spiritual spring water.

Han also followed inch by inch.

Mu Shiyu originally thought that he would go back with a bucket of water in the stream.

But turning his head to look at his dirty body, he put down the watering thing for the time being.

She was not in the village, Fang Ting definitely didn't give Han a bath.

In this way, it has been almost impossible to bathe it.

Thinking that he was still holding it affectionately just now, Mu Shiyu fought a cold war.

Looking down at the position of his abdomen, sure enough, his clothes were already dirty......

A handful of grabbed Han's body, no

Then he turned and squatted down to the stream.

Han was suddenly picked up, thinking that the owner was playing with him.