Chapter 69 is waiting for this squeamish young master
"You raise me?" The little girl raised her little face angrily.
"That's right! Otherwise, do you think that my brother has helped you turn the ground for nothing these days? Bo Qinghang snorted and began to say seriously: "Have you forgotten how hard I have helped you plow the ground these days?" If you don't need this senior laborer, squeak, and I'll drive back to town. ”
"Don't, don't! Want to eat lean porridge tomorrow, right? ”
"That's right! The rice grains to be boiled in lean porridge are soft and glutinous, and the lean meat is light and delicious! Also, based on your unfriendly attitude, I will plant vegetables tomorrow and you will hold an umbrella for me, I don't want to be at the bottom of the school boyfriend list after the start of the next semester! The top position still needs to be maintained! As long as my brother still has a breath, Suda F4 must be my brother's world! Wen Sibei's kid, it must only be after me! ”
After saying it in a matter-of-fact manner, I felt that this was the case.
Bo Qinghang patted the girl with round eyes, let go of her, and went upstairs to sleep with a small tune.
Xia Hanxun came out of the kitchen, pinched his waist with both hands, stood downstairs looking at the quiet stairs, and said in his heart, where is the face? What about the face? What about the face?
As he said, as soon as the sky was bright, Xia Hanxun got up from the bed and ran downstairs in a daze, turning on the mobile phone and supporting the tablet on the countertop, like a small animal that couldn't find the direction, and was busy in the kitchen.
First, I went to the pantry with the rice cooker liner to look for rice.
Pushing open the door of the storage room, there is a row of three-tier shelves in the middle of the room, and the shelves are neatly arranged with all kinds of dried ingredients.
She walked in, held a pot, found the rice, and filled the small half cup of rice in two plastic cups.
…… riveted enough to pass away the breakfast of a few men who could only scream and want to eat, and Xia Hanxun seemed to have shed a layer of skin.
I'm about to collapse.
For dinner, Wen Sibei and two old classmates took a few farmers to the field to the west.
It seems that he will never give up if he doesn't toss up any fame.
I didn't pay attention to the fact that when Bo Qinghang was carrying a hoe, he called the little girl to take the farm tools to the stubble in the field behind the house.
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Bo Qinghang waved his hoe for a while, and always felt that something was wrong.
Seeing the little girl standing stupidly on the edge of the ridge, like watching a monkey show, she was angry, "Have you forgotten what I said last night?" ”
Xia Hanxun's eyes blinked, very innocent, "You said a lot last night. ”
Do you know which sentence you're referring to?
It's not the roundworm in his belly.
"Are you trying to tan me as an African? Go find an umbrella and shade me from the sun! ”
Xia Hanxun looked at the same Sven scum with a fierce and vicious look, ran back to the house in a gloomy manner, took an umbrella from the umbrella stand behind the door and ran back.
Seeing the transparent umbrella that the girl rushed back, the hoe that Bo Qinghang waved was paused in mid-air, and six black lines appeared on his forehead!
Xia Hanxun thought that he was too slow, and this person was going to be crazy again, so he walked to the soft field he turned, walked in front of him, and handed the umbrella over, "Here you go." ”
"Did you grow up eating rice or drinking air?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you use this transparent umbrella to block UV rays and the sun in the summer?"
Xia Hanxun lowered her eyes and looked at it, and her cheeks turned red.
Hurriedly turned around and ran back to find a blue cloth umbrella again.
"Give me to stand next to me, holding an umbrella! Also, I'm sweating on my face, wipe it for me! ”
Xia Hanxun did so one by one, carefully serving the squeamish young master.
However, as soon as he finished wiping the sweat on his face, Bo Qinghang's shout sounded again in the empty field: "Xia Hanxun!" If I plough the ground, you'll have to sow seeds, sow seeds, and then water them, won't you? ”
It's very like, "Won't I teach you by hand, Ang?" ”