Chapter 682: Emotions

After digging the chicken fir fir, Zhang Dongke was very happy.

Because it was inconvenient to go down the mountain, Mu Shiyu proposed to let him hold the chicken fir and let Zhang Dong walk with the tree, but Zhang Dong was still unhappy.

I have to carry the chicken fir by myself, two in my left hand and two in my right hand, and today's dinner has been settled.

After coming down from the mountain, Xie Ying had already put on his back and was waiting for them below.

Seeing the chicken fir carried by Zhang Dong, Xie Yu also laughed: "There are so many people who come to this mountain every day, and no one has seen this chicken fir yet, it seems that it should be ours." ”

Mu Shiyu felt very reasonable and nodded.

After it was over, a few people were ready to go back, and walked to the entrance of the village, and then happened to meet Xie Lu and Zhang Futian coming back from the mountain.

Seeing Xie Lu, Mu Shiyu immediately laughed, and beckoned to him from afar.

After Xie Lu noticed them, Mu Shiyu ran over: "Xianggong, you guys are too fast." ”

There was a long way from the mountain down the mountain to the mountain, and the speed at which they came and went back and forth was too fast.

Xie Lu smiled: "We have big steps, so we walk fast." ”

Mu Shiyu looked at the sweat on his forehead, couldn't help but feel distressed, and wanted to take out a handkerchief to wipe him, but his hands were all dirt because he picked up peanuts just now, and he hadn't washed them yet.

can only instruct Xie Lu: "Xianggong, I have a handkerchief in my pocket, you take it out and wipe it." ”

Xie Lu, a big man, didn't care about these details: "It's okay, you don't need a veil." ”

Just raise your hand and wipe it yourself.

"Okay."

Xie Lu can't do anything if she doesn't take Mu Shiyu, and it's inconvenient for her to hold a handkerchief if her hands are dirty.

As soon as he saw his uncle and father, Zhang Dong couldn't help but carry the chicken fir he picked up to show off: "Uncle, look, the chicken fir I found on the mountain today, my aunt and uncle didn't see it, only I saw it." ”

Zhang Dong's tone was so terrible that he almost didn't write the words "I'm the best" on his face.

Xie Lu also praised him without hesitation: "Really? That little building is amazing. ”

After getting the praise from his uncle, Zhang Dong was also very happy, and after letting his uncle take a few looks at the chicken fir and then carried it to his father.

Zhang Futian was not as patient as Xie Lu, and he had already asked for most of his strength to carry things up from the bottom of the mountain, and he no longer had the strength to deal with Zhang Dong.

Looking at Zhang Dongqiu's praising eyes, Zhang Futian frowned: "It's just a chicken fir that I picked up, see if you're happy, don't get in the way here, get out of the way." ”

was scolded by his father, Zhang Dong was a little disappointed, and then left with the chicken fir and walked to his mother's side.

Everyone walked towards their homes together.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, every household has already lit a fire, passing by the door of other people's homes, from time to time you can still smell the fragrance wafting from the house.

After coming home, Xie Yu put down his things neatly, and then began to be busy with this meal tonight.

And Mu Shiyu began to wash peanuts after washing her hands, and Sirina also came to help when she saw this.

The day was very busy, everyone was not idle, and they were busy non-stop in the evening, and a table of dishes was steaming out of the pot.

Wang Dahua seemed to have a look in the kitchen, and as soon as the meal was served, she arrived on time.

When she came in, everyone was about to sit down to eat, and when they saw her come in, Xie Yu didn't say anything.

Zhang Futian hurriedly ran to the kitchen to get a new bowl, and then beckoned Wang Dahua: "Mom, it's just right for you to come, come and sit." ”