"Yuan Li, what do you think this is?"

Bai Zhen lifted the rice and meat in her hand and shook it at the little man at the door.

Although Yuan Li was not surprised at all, he still reluctantly showed a surprised expression, stepped away from his short legs, and rushed over with a smoke, "Wow, sister, where did you get it?" ”

"I got a job, and I bought it with today's wages." Vera rubbed his head, "You can finally stop eating peaches." ”

Yuan Li raised his head and blinked, "What kind of work did my sister do?" ”

Bai Zhen replied calmly, "Oh, just help them chop trees and chop wood." ”

She moved her wrist, "The immortal method can finally come in handy, it is said that the demolition I finished in the morning is enough for them for half a month." ”

The corners of Yuanli's mouth twitched slightly: ......

Firewood?

They even asked her to chop wood?

The subordinate sneezed, looked at the stack of wood, and shrank for a moment: I hope the Demon Lord will not blame him......

He observed Lan Zhi for several days before he discovered that she was so talented ......

Otherwise, she really can't do it!

can't cook, can't hold the bowl steadily, can't remember the name of the dish, and always gets angry with the guests......

What did the Lord of the Demon Lord like about her, hey!

At this time, his Demon Lord was holding the rice bowl with his little hand, and he was gulping the rice into his mouth, although the appearance of the dish was indescribable, it was a hundred times better than a peach......

The days passed, and although they were as plain as water, they were sweet and fulfilling.

In the blink of an eye, ten years later, the little milk dumpling who followed Bai Zhen to hug has grown into a young man.

"Yuanli, go over there and help me pick some peach blossoms."

Bai Zhen leaned under the tree, holding a grass fan in her hand, fanning it for a while, Erlang's legs were knocked high, and his voice was lazy, like an eighty-year-old man.

Although the action was a bit 'informal', she was lying in a pink petal, dressed in white and with black hair, and her skirt was spread out on the ground in the shape of an umbrella.

The boy tilted his head when he heard the voice, and the sunlight plated his handsome side face with a subtle golden light, perhaps because of the work, his hair bun was slightly scattered, a few strands hung down next to his cheeks, and as soon as the breeze passed, it gently floated up, adding to the beauty.

He shook his head a little helplessly, walked to the girl with a large basket full of petals, and put it down heavily.

The petals overflowed a little because of his movements, and the young man's crimson lips pursed and squinted at the girl who was so comfortable.

"Lan Zhi, so many petals, it's enough to make wine."

Bai Zhen threw out a grass fan and smashed it at his head, "Yo hey, can you go up to the house to uncover the tiles when you grow tall?" How dare you call me by my name? How many times have I said it, call sister! ”

The boy dodged her attack, caught the fan steadily, and sat down beside her, "Don't. I don't want to call you sister. ”

"Why?" Bai Zhen looked at him, "When you were a child, you still screamed behind my ass every day, and each sound was sweeter than the other!" Now, oh, rebellious! ”

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. When I was a child, I called to make it easier to get closer to her; I don't call now, it's to be with her.

Because instead of being a younger brother, he wants to be the one who stands side by side with her and gives her shoulders to rely on.

The boy crumpled the petals in his palms in frustration.

Someone's head melon, I really don't know when I can open my mind......