Chapter 1763 The sky is the cover, and the earth is the pot

In the front, except for the big-bellied Yan Yimin empty-handed, Sunset and Hua'er all helped their men carry some things and share a little weight.

It was Wen Chanjuan, Liao Yingying and Zhou Xiaoqin who walked back deliberately: "Brother Song, you accompany your sister-in-law to walk slowly, let's help you carry something." ”

Where is Song Chengkong willing, he is a man, how can he let a woman help?

Wen Chanjuan couldn't help but snatch the pocket from his hand, shared a small bag with Yingying and Xiaoqin, and briskly caught up with the large army in front.

Zou Xiaorong said with a smile: "The friends recognized by Ningyue are really good girls. ”

Song Chengkong smiled: "Hmm! This is the gathering of things by like, and the division of people by groups! ”

Zou Xiaorong glared at her man with a smile: "You are the thing, what a big thing!" ”

Song Chengkong also smiled.

Zou Sha asked weakly: "Sister, who are those three girls just now?" It's really shameless, I went directly to my brother-in-law to grab something, didn't I see you still around? ”

Song Chengkong was stunned by the logic of this sister-in-law, and didn't know how to answer.

Zou Xiaorong put on a serious face: "It's not because you are walking slowly, I want to accompany you, your brother-in-law wants to accompany me, people are kind enough to help your brother-in-law share some of it, you are still talking cool on the side, I tell you Zou Sha, don't think that your uncle is an official in Zhenzhou, you always feel that you are superior to others, if you want to fight for your father, those three girls just now are all you can't afford to provoke." ”

Zou Sha was not happy, but thinking that his father had indeed said that when he arrived in Pingjing, there were nobles all over the place, and he muttered in a low voice that was not convinced: "Is it so exaggerated?" ”

Song Chengkong couldn't bear it, and said lightly: "If you don't believe it, you can try!" ”

Zou Sha finally shut up, endured the pain under her feet, and the inconvenience of wearing a skirt, and limped forward together.

Originally, everyone was still thinking in their hearts, it's been three hours of shaking, wouldn't it be nice to find a random place to go on an outing?

But when you really get to the destination, everyone's eyes are bright, such a beautiful place, even if you are in a two-hour car, it is also worth it!

Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, red maple leaves, yellow wildflowers, butterflies flying, birds singing, as if you have arrived at a paradise.

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise and amazement, and they took a deep breath of fresh air.

Gu Yichen put down his backpack and the pockets in his hand, and ran to the stone shallows by the river with open arms: "This place is too beautiful, right?" Who chose it? ”

Song Chengyi led Ning Yue and walked up to the shallows: "The place where Qiming is looking." ”

Wei Chi Qiming said: "When I led the team to train, the place I found was spring at that time, and it was even better than now, but it is not bad now, and it has a different flavor." ”

Mu Chaoyang also smiled and said, "Well, it's really beautiful here, otherwise, we'll be here, why don't we go forward?" The sky is the cover, the earth is the pot, let's start cooking. ”

caused everyone to laugh for a while, and then put down the things in their hands, built a stove with stones, collected firewood from all around, and began to divide labor and cooperate.

Wei Chi Qiming also put down the things he was carrying on his shoulders: "Cheng Yi, you and Yue Bin build a shed together, and I will go to the river to catch fish." ”

Song Chengyi nodded: "Okay, you go!" ”

Yan Yimin's belly was five or six months old, Mu Chaoyang and Sunset didn't let her do anything, she walked over: "Chengyi, go do something, I'll help you watch Ningyue." ”

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Chapter 1763 The sky is the cover, and the earth is the pot