Zhou Xiaoyun was also very proud of dressing up the door curtain beautifully, lifted it up and entered the house, looked left and right, and felt that there seemed to be something missing.

By the way, clean up the air again.

Zhou Xiaoyun, who thought of the idea, picked up the cover of the calendar happily, and she thought that the cover color was too plain and she didn't want it. Now it seems that it can still come in handy. As the so-called waste utilization, everything must be used to the fullest.

Cut a large sheet of paper into a square and color it on the reverse side with a crayon. Then the reverse side was folded outward into paper cranes, and for a time red, yellow, green, purple, and blue were folded into two or three of each. The paper is officially running out!

Zhou Xiaoyun threaded the paper crane through the middle, then hung it on the tent and glued it to the wall, and finally there were three or four left, and simply asked Dabao to help stand on the table and bench and buckle it on the beam, hanging it in the air in a leisurely manner, and people could reach out and touch it when they walked down.

Fortunately, the house was already short, and Dabao was tall, so he could even reach the beam of the house by adding a square stool to the table and standing on it.

There are some plastic bottles at home, which were washed by Zhou Xiaoyun and cut off the top half, and cut the round bottle mouth down into thin strips until the bottom. When the slender strips are spread out, they bloom like a ju-i flower, and they are pleasing to the eye when placed in the corner of the table.

Zhou Xiaoyun officially moved in after packing up his boudoir, and the joy in his heart was not mentioned.

However, her cottage has also become the favorite place for the four brothers and sisters of the Zhou family. Every day after school, Dabao came to write homework with her without saying a word, and at this time, Xiaobao and Erya reported on time.

Zhou Guoqiang and Zhao Yuzhen were busy all day and rarely had a rest at night, Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't bear to let Xiaobao and Erya bother them anymore, think about letting them bother themselves!

During the day, Dabao and Zhou Xiaoyun were both at school, and Xiaobao and Erya were very bored at home, so they were particularly sticky to her when Zhou Xiaoyun came back.

Dabao is a naughty character, and when he is in a good mood, he is very good to his younger brothers and sisters, and if he wants to go out to play, he will keep Xiaobao and Erya far away.

Therefore, Xiaobao and Erya both like to follow Zhou Xiaoyun.

When Zhou Xiaoyun practiced calligraphy in the house, he was most afraid that Erya would come to make trouble, and Xiaobao knew that he would sit quietly next to him and say some nonsense at most.

Er Ya doesn't care about this. directly climbed onto Zhou Xiaoyun's lap and stayed, every time at this time, Zhou Xiaoyun was helpless to coax this little aunt and grandmother down for a long time.

Zhao Yuzhen and Zhou Guoqiang in the main house calculated the account for building the house, and after settling the materials and wages, the money in their hands was just used up, and there were 300 yuan borrowed by the third child in this money! It will take at least two months to pay it back.

However, the couple who live in the new house are indescribably satisfied and happy, and this debt is nothing. In the future, if you do business well, you will always be able to make money.

The two chatted and always felt that something was missing today, until the laughter came from Zhou Xiaoyun's house and remembered where the children at home had gone, and they hadn't seen them all night.

Zhao Yuzhen estimated that Xiaobao and Erya were in Zhou Xiaoyun's house, and were going to bring the two of them to wash and sleep.

Zhou Guoqiang was busy and dizzy, and he hadn't spoken a few words to the children for many days, and followed Zhao Yuzhen to Zhou Xiaoyun's house.

When they arrived at Zhou Xiaoyun's room, Zhou Guoqiang and Zhao Yuzhen were all the same.

Zhou Xiaoyun was making a fuss about cleaning up the room, and both of them knew it, but they didn't expect it to be good after cleaning up.

Look at the small room is cleaned - don't doubt it, it is definitely the room that Zhou Xiaoyun cleaned by himself, and there are two benches next to the table, one is sitting on Dabao writing homework, and the other is sitting on Zhou Xiaoyun practicing calligraphy.

Xiaobao sat on the edge of the bed and pestered her sister to talk, and the second girl was squeezing on Zhou Xiaoyun's lap, Zhou Xiaoyun looked patient and helpless.

Seeing this warm picture, Zhou Guoqiang and Zhao Yuzhen both laughed.

Seeing that her parents were coming, Erya hurriedly jumped off Zhou Xiaoyun's lap and went to Zhou Guoqiang's side to be coquettish, Zhou Guoqiang picked up his little daughter, and the fatigue of the day disappeared.

The savior finally arrived, and Zhou Xiaoyun exhaled deeply.

There were two more adults in the small room, and Zhou Guoqiang and Zhao Yuzhen stayed for a while before holding Erya and leading Xiaobao to leave first.

Dabao finished his homework and went back to his room.

Zhou Xiaoyun washed up alone, returned to his bed, and fell asleep contentedly, and actually had a sweet dream.

In the dream, she is twenty years old, beautiful and temperamental, a college student from a prestigious school, and a handsome boyfriend in her hand. The two walked intimately on the street arm in arm, arousing the envy of everyone.

Zhou Xiaoyun looked at her boyfriend with a smile, wait, why is this man so familiar, the more he looks like her husband Li Tianyu in her previous life......

Zhou Xiaoyun couldn't sleep for a long time after being woken up, and he hadn't remembered this man for a long time.

It's only been three years, and it's been two lives, and the past is pressed in the bottom of my heart. Since her rebirth, she has tried her best to integrate into her present life, and she is reluctant to think about the past.

The past is like yesterday's death!

What's more, she is still really "dead"!

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiaoyun smiled bitterly.

Shaking his head, he didn't want to think about anything about Li Tianyu anymore, so he went back to sleep!

Zhou Xiaoyun counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5....I don't know how many I finally fell asleep again, but Zhou Xiaoyun frowned unconsciously in the dream......