Xia Hanxun bit her lip and raised her hand to wipe the sweat stains oozing from her hot cheeks, "I'm going to hold an umbrella for you!" ”

"You don't hold an umbrella in one hand, grab a handful of vegetable seeds in the other and sprinkle them in the soil, and then scoop a ladle of water and splash them on it?"

Xia Hanxun: "......"

Silently and with difficulty.

Not far away, Grandma Liu sat under the tree on the edge of the dam in her yard with a basket of beans, squinting a little cloudy eyes at the two young people working in the fields here, and from time to time she heard the young man's scolding, so she couldn't stop laughing and said: "This little couple has a really good relationship." ”

"No, grandma, uncle is yelling at my sister." Dongdong retorted as he sat on a small bench and nibbled on an apple.

"What do you know about a stinky boy? It's love. ”

"What is love?" Dongdong raised his little face and blinked his clear eyes suspiciously, and after a while, seeing that Grandma didn't have time to pay attention to him, he stood up and ran along the mud path by the courtyard dam, and ran towards the lively direction.

The golden retriever and the big white who were squatting in the yard, as well as the Bengal leopard cat Suki, shook their lazy and sturdy bodies and wagged their tails, and quickly followed their favorite little boy Dongdong and rushed down towards the two who were planting cabbage in the field.

"Huh? Dongdong is here, huh? The sun is shining like this, what are you doing here? ”

Xia Hanxun asked with a smile when she saw the child running with a red face.

Dongdong ran to the edge of the ridge with his little short legs, nibbled on an apple, and asked, "I'm here to ask uncle, what is love?" ”

Bo Qinghang stiffened his head with a hoe, blinked his thin lips and smiled, "Dongdong, who asked you to ask your uncle a question?" ”

"Grandma, oh...... Actually, it's not, it's my grandmother who said that my uncle loves my sister very much, but I obviously saw my uncle yelling at my sister. Uncle, do you really love your sister? ”

It is said that children are unscrupulous, no matter how annoyed Xia Hanxun is, it is impossible to anger children.

With a black pretty face, he glanced at the man who had been looking at her for a long time, "Forget it! You can drop off the boyfriend list with peace of mind! ”

"It's not—"

Seeing that the parasol in the girl's hand was taken away, Bo Qinghang helplessly stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl who was leaving.

"What Dongdong said, I didn't say it, what are you annoyed about?"

Xia Hanxun walked to the ridge, turned around and dropped an even more infuriating sentence, "I think Professor Wen is very suitable for the top of the boyfriend list!" It's such a happy decision, next semester, everyone will not remember you as a person. ”

Bo Qinghang had no choice but to stare at Dongdong again, "Dongdong, listen!" Is your sister Hanxun too fierce? ”

Dongdong looked at the two of them not quite understanding, "My sister was murdered by her uncle, so she was angry and didn't give her uncle an umbrella, so uncle, you have to apologize." ”

"Huh? Apologies are useful words-"

Xia Hanxun dragged the umbrella and turned around and glared fiercely at the man in the field.

I still want to say something to hit the other party, if you want to fight, you will hit him to the ground at once, and I will never dare to send her as a slave casually!

However, Wen Sibei's little north nose suddenly came out of the terrace on the second floor of the house like a lonely ghost, drinking coffee leisurely, "I am a cloud, occasionally projecting your heart; No, I'm not a cloud, I'm a lover who walks in the village—"

In the farmland not far away, Bo Qinghang raised the hoe and tried the distance between two points and one line, and felt that the hoe could not fly at such a high angle!

I couldn't see the girl's back before flashing her face, "Who wants to listen to you show off?" I want to sell it at the Red Sister store in the town! ”

A group of cats and dogs seriously lay beside the little boy and stood on the ridge in a row.

Dongdong's little feet leaned towards the edge of the ridge, and showed a puzzled little look even more puzzled, "Uncle, who is Sister Hong?" Do you like your sister? ”

Wen Sibei directly squirted out with a sip of coffee, coupled with a handsome and perverted posture of kneeling on the ground to understand Dongdong's fatal blow.