After hanging up the phone, Zhou Dong finally took a long breath, as if he had untied all the knots in his heart, and looked at the live broadcast room again, feeling extremely comfortable.

For four years, he ran into walls everywhere, suffered all kinds of white eyes and ridicule, and he could only swallow his anger.

This finally made him raise his eyebrows once.

"Brother Sang, that's it, keep it up, but don't overturn!."

After resting for a while, Sang Wanzhou took Xiao Fubao to put on dustproof clothes, put on gloves, and went into the pigsty with a broom and a bucket to clean.

Because of the large temperature difference between day and night, some straw will be laid in the corner of the pigsty to keep warm at night.

"Little Fubao, you take these straws outside." Sang Wanzhou took the broom and drove the pig aside, and suddenly turned his head as if he remembered something, and added, "The straw is very dirty, hold it less, be careful not to touch your face." ”

Just about to hold a handful of straw up the little Fubao: "!! ”

Sang Wanzhou looked helpless, didn't speak again, and bent down to clean the floor of the pigsty.

Because there are people cleaning it every day, in fact, it is not too dirty, just clean the straw that is changed once a week.

As for the sow pen, it was cleaned by the man himself, and the kind of thing that happened in the pigsty in Sang Wanzhou just now happened in the province is really unheard of.

Xiao Fubao obediently hugged the dirty straw little by little on the trailer pushed by the man, and then after the Sang Wanzhou was cleaned, he spread the clean straw back.

One big and one small are doing things quietly, without too much communication, but they give people a very warm and peaceful feeling.

From time to time, Sang Wanzhou would look in the direction of Xiao Fubao to make sure that she was still there.

It was like a knee-jerk that he didn't even realize it.

After a busy afternoon, Xiao Fubao was so tired that he sat on the small bench and gently tapped his legs.

I didn't have time to take off my dust suit and gloves, they were all dirty.

Sang Wanzhou took off her dust suit and gloves and walked over, and handed her the water she hadn't just drunk: "Tired? ”

Xiao Fubao raised his little head, and his eyebrows and eyes, which were extremely similar to his, made his heart tremble.

She took the mineral water in Sang Wanzhou's hand, and said softly and glutinously: "Thank you, brother, Fubao is not tired." ”

But the tiredness between the eyebrows and eyes can't be hidden.

Sang Wanzhou was a little helpless, and helped her take off the dust suit and gloves and handed them to the man who had taken them all day today.

Then he turned and walked over to her and crouched down.

"Come up."

The sound is like the evening breeze, clear and delicate, very good.

Xiao Fubao was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little cramped and uneasy: "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

"Brother carries you home."

A short word.

In the next second, all the audience were surprised to see a tear the size of a bean slipping from the corner of Xiao Fubao's eyes.

Without a hint of warning, without too much expression on his face, tears flowed down without warning.

Only Sang Wanzhou, who was squatting in front, didn't notice her tears, and was still squatting in front and waiting for her to lie on her back.

[Why did the little baby cry suddenly? No, I feel really distressed to see my little baby crying! Don't cry, baby, what's going on? 】

[Sang Wanzhou, I beg you to go back! ] The little babies behind him are crying! Don't squat! 】

[What's going on?] Why did the little baby cry suddenly and without warning? Did Sang Wanzhou say something just now? It doesn't seem to be, huh? Just said, "Brother carries you home", right? 】