The sound of 'tick tick tick' sounded intermittently.

It sounds like the sound of an ambulance.

What happened?

Yu hurriedly stood up and glanced in the direction of the front yard of the villa.

"Look at what, don't hurry up and get to work." The old man found a slender wicker out of nowhere, shook it on the ground, and shouted with full anger.

Words: "......" The old man is not too lonely to live alone, and menopause is coming for the second time.

She wants to consider making a suggestion to Mu Beiting, she has to find a companion for the old man.

"Grandpa, aren't you worried about something happening ahead? I think I hear an ambulance? The words tried to bend the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile on his face.

Old Man Mu snorted lightly and said, "That's nothing to do with you." ”

The words were helpless, seeing that this old man was so stern, she could only continue to squat on the ground.

In the summer, no matter how well the garden is maintained, the ground is also very dry, and the soil is as hard as ice.

As soon as he sat down and looked at these poor little daisies, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

She didn't think about anything at all, and hummed a song in bitter amusement.

'The vast grassland is boundless, and the wind blows your vows, next spring in this old place, you will hold my hand ......'

Sing a song, cut a handful of flowers, don't match too well.

The song of the grassland land, how simple and straightforward, and the words were being sung vigorously, I vaguely heard a familiar voice, calling her name in the back.

"Words!"

"Miss Yan?!"

He closed his mouth in a sloppy position, and squatted there, half-turning his stiff body, and looked behind him.

I saw An Xiaoxi and Wei Yan, standing behind the old man, their eyes wide, and their eyes fell on them in surprise......

of the body.

Yan Yu looked down, the unusually fat flower shirt blocking her wrists and neck was found by her grandfather to give her shade, as for holding a handful of flowers in her left hand and a knife in her right hand, it was needed for the task.

She's not really a flower thief......

But his rustic dress still made his words red.

She waved at them with the hand that was holding the flower, and greeted them in a sneering manner: "Why are you here?" ”

To die, how did they come together?

Looking up at the sky depressedly, the sun had already climbed down the western mountain, did this Wei Yan get off work?

So, is Mu Beiting coming back to save himself soon?

On the other side of her, An Xiaoxi and Wei Yan were already in shock.

Especially An Xiaoxi, in her heart, words have always been a cold goddess, but she didn't expect that one day, she would be seen squatting on the sky and doing farm work with white gloves, which is really too contrasting.

The character design collapsed like this!

And Wei Yan was also shocked, after all, the words he saw at noon were still listless and depressed.

And now, looking at the little flower rolls squatting on the ground, wearing a beige brimmed hat, sweating in the sun, his white cheeks were sunburned, and singing very down-to-earth ballads......

Although it was unexpected, it was more intimate and pyrotechnic than the previous otherworldly appearance.

Every time he saw her, he felt something completely different.

He put away his surprised expression, walked up to Yan, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mu took Aunt Yan out of the hospital, and I happened to meet them when I got off work, and I was worried that they would not be busy, so I came over to have a look." ”

As soon as he heard the words, his eyes straightened.