The rain outside the window seemed to be lighter.

Jiang Yang bandaged Si Mu's wound, then let her lie down to sleep, and then got up and closed the curtains.

At this time, Si Mu looked very well-behaved, lying on his side in the quilt, his eyes blinking, ready to listen to the story.

Jiang Yang returned to his chair, opened the book, and yawned.

Si Mu said: "Third father, are you sleepy?" ”

Jiang Yang nodded: "A little." ”

Si Mu said: "You can smoke a cigarette to refresh yourself." ”

Jiang Yang was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "Rabbit cub, I thought your conscience had found out, let me go back to sleep." ”

Si Mu smiled, and put his face on the pillow: "Let's let me sleep first, otherwise everyone won't be able to sleep, right?" ”

Jiang Yang glanced at Si Mu, ignored it, leaned back on the chair and lifted Erlang's legs, and began to read the book from the beginning.

"How steel is made, Ostrovsky."

Jiang Yang's voice sounded, and Si Mu closed his eyes.

The room was quiet, only Jiang Yang's voice echoed in the room, not big or small.

"At the age of twelve, Paul Kochagin was expelled from school."

"The reason was that he had quarreled with his teacher about something that the priest who the world admired."

"That day ......"

Speaking at a speed of no hurry, Jiang Yang leaned back in his chair, listened to the sound of rain outside the window, and read the story from the protagonist Paul Kochagin.

Thunder still occasionally sounded outside the window, but it didn't sound so loud anymore.

Si Mu listened to the story like this, and slowly fell asleep, with a smile on his face.

"Early the next morning, in the suburbs, very close to the old Jewish cemetery, two railroad workers were shot. Because the Germans found a hidden rifle in their house......"

Unconsciously, there was already a hint of brightness outside the curtains.

Jiang Yang glanced at the sleeping Si Mu, and then at the bullet holes on the wall, and then smiled helplessly.

He put the book at the head of the bed, then got up and gently opened the curtains.

The rain outside stopped, and many small trees were blown around.

I opened the window, and the air outside was cool.

Jiang Yang shuddered, then closed the window and closed the curtains again.

Pulled the blanket on Si Mu's body and turned off the lamp casually.

Just as he was about to leave, a soft little hand grabbed Jiang Yang's wrist.

"I want to eat...... Roast beef with carrots...... More...... Coriander ......"

Si Mu smacked his lips, looking like he was having a very sweet dream.

Jiang Yang gently put her hand back into the quilt, and then left the room.

In the corridor, I raised my wrist and looked at the time, it was already half past five in the morning.

Tossed up to now, Jiang Yang's sleepiness is also gone.

I just glanced at the window on the second floor, and found that many of the green plants in the garden had been destroyed by the strong wind last night, and some had even been uprooted, and many flowers were also lying in the soil, which was embarrassing.

I just don't want to sleep now, so I just go to the first floor to pick up shovels and other tools and tidy up the garden.

The weather in Venezuela is strange.

Some people say that the four seasons are like summer, and there is hardly any snow to be seen.

But in case of abnormal weather, especially in the morning and night, the air is still very cold.

Jiang Yang's dress was a little too casual, shorts that only reached the knees, and the quilt core that exposed his arms, but he was wearing a black coat that reached his calves.

Unscrewed the faucet and flushed his face, then began to clean up the staggered plants.

The garden is cleared of stagnant water, then the pits are dug again, the plants are filled in the soil, and finally the garden land is leveled.

Before I knew it, I was sweating all over.

By the time Jiang Yang finished cleaning up the garden and picked up the water pipe to flush the ground, the sun had already risen.

Wang Feng walked to the yard to wash, and was very surprised when he saw Jiang Yang, obviously he didn't expect that Boss Jiang with his nostrils facing would clean up these flowers and plants in the morning, let alone that he would do "farm work".

Especially his mud-stained slippers, shorts and tank top, he looked like a young peasant.

"Director Jiang, get up so early?"

Wang Feng took the toothbrush and cup and said with a smile.

Jiang Yang glanced back and wiped his sweat: "I didn't sleep at all." ”

Then he stood up and hammered his waist, raised his head and took two breaths: "It's not easy, it's a bit of a waste." ”

Wang Feng thought for a while, as if he understood something, and glanced at Jiang Yang meaningfully: "Director Jiang, you still have to pay attention to your body." ”

Jiang Yang nodded: "I'm in good health." ”

Wang Feng looked at Jiang Yang: "It can be seen that you can clean up the garden after tossing all night, your physical fitness is really good." ”

Jiang Yang was slightly stunned and turned his head to look at Wang Feng.

I saw that Wang Feng had already squatted on the ground and began to brush his teeth.

After taking a sip of water, Wang Feng raised his head, made a "grunt" and "grunt" sound, and then spit the water in the garden.

"Director Jiang, what are we going to eat in the morning?"

Jiang Yang stuck the shovel in the dirt and walked inside with his neck dangling: "Carrot roast beef." ”

After thinking about it, he added, "Add more coriander." ”

With that, he went upstairs.

Wang Fengleng froze in place, his face was incredible: "If you eat carrot roast beef in the morning, do you want to add more coriander?" ”

"Isn't it true that such a heavy dish is eaten at noon or at night?"

Wang Feng was puzzled for a moment, and then figured it out: "No wonder, after all, the physical energy is consumed too much, and it is normal to make up for it in the morning......"

Just when Wang Feng was cutting beef in the kitchen while learning with "Cooking Encyclopedia", Jiang Yang had already taken a shower, changed into a straight suit and came down from upstairs.

"Director Jiang, aren't you eating?"

Wang Feng poked his head out of the kitchen and asked.

Jiang Yang waved his hand: "The decoration team that Wu Daohong is looking for has arrived, I'll go and tell them how to get the decoration and furniture." ”

Wang Feng said: "There should be someone in the office, Director Liu is probably back too, right?" ”

Jiang Yang shook his head: "Let's go and have a look, I'm really a little worried about the aesthetics and taste of steel eggs." ”

With that, he stepped out of the living room and walked out of the courtyard.

Wang Feng wore an apron, looked at Jiang Yang's back and sighed: "Young people's energy is vigorous. ”

glanced upstairs, shook his head again and smacked his lips: "It's just that the relationship is too messy." ”

The private bungalow is not far from the office, about three kilometers away.

In order to save time, Jiang Yang stopped a three-wheeled business vehicle converted from a motorcycle.

The shape of the car is like a Chinese carriage, but the structure has been adjusted, and the horse in front has been replaced with a motorcycle riding a person.

The back is wide, and it's an open top.

Sitting on it allows you to breathe in the cool air outside, and you can enjoy an unobstructed view of the suburban town of South Walik.

Jiang Yang took out a map and asked in English how much it would cost to go to the office street.

The motorcyclist, a young man in his early thirties, took out a bolivar coin and shook it in front of Jiang Yang, then stretched out a finger and gestured for 1 yuan.

Jiang Yang made an OK gesture and sat down directly.

The motorcycle started and drove fast on the streets of Bolívar, the breeze was just right, and Jiang Yang's hair was slightly back.

The scenery is pleasant.

Just as the vehicle drove past a box, several bald men came out of it, and their chins nodded in the direction Jiang Yang left.

There was a hint of disdain in the bull's eyes, the corners of his mouth rose into a sneer, and then he patted the shoulder of the big man next to him.

The big man understood, nodded and smiled haughtily, then got on the motorcycle and chased in the direction the three-wheeled motorcycle left......