Jiang Nuannuan said yes verbally, but still stood by the door and looked inside.

It's all old-fashioned wooden furniture, and the floor is a mess after the roof falls into the water, and there is a faint musty smell and cold in the air.

Fei Jin rolled up her sleeves to work, and couldn't help but look up at the door, just to see her sweeping the fallen leaves at the door with a big broom, and bending down from time to time to pick up one or two beautiful leaves to see.

He pursed his lips, and his chest began to heat again.

No matter what Jiang Nuannuan does now, it seems that he can leave traces in his heart, which makes people like it.

Chen Zhi carried the fish bucket all the way away when he saw the lights on in the fence yard, and a girl was cleaning inside.

He looked closer, confirmed that this was the courtyard of the Fei family, and shouted inside, "Sumire has been summoned back?" ”

The girl in the yard looked up, her face was pretty, "He's still cleaning inside, I'll call him." ”

Chen Zhiyi is old, and it is the first time he has seen such a beautiful girl in this mountain, and everyone is stunned.

It wasn't until Fei Jin summoned him out and called him politely, "Uncle Chen." ”

Looking at the two of them standing side by side and looking quite outstanding, Chen Zhi came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Come back to deal with the water leakage in the house." ”

Fei Jin Zhao nodded, "Yes, you're fishing again?" ”

"Yes, since it's rare for you to come back, you can pack a few and go and eat them at night." Chen Zhi put down the fish bucket and made a gesture to catch fish for him.

Fei Jinzhao wanted to refuse, but his eyes fell on the people around him, and he changed his mind again, "Thank you, Uncle Chen, I'll go get the bucket." ”

Jiang Nuannuan, who stayed outside, also shouted Uncle Chen.

With that sweet shout, Chen Zhi, who returned to the funeral shop, said to his wife and son: "The son of the Fei family is really good, and he brought his girlfriend back today, he looks really handsome." ”

Chen Mingyuan bit the chopsticks and pinched the fat meat beside him, "My junior high school classmate Fei Jin Zhao? The begging guy who often moves bricks on the construction site and eats our family's leftovers? ”

Chen Zhi snapped chopsticks and hit him on the head, "How do you speak, people are studying in the best school in Linggang now, and they will give back to the society in the future." ”

Chen Mingyuan pursed his lips impatiently, "Pull it down, I also know that he almost went to prison in high school, what kind of virus software can it be." ”

Since he was a child, his father loved to compare the beggar with him, saying that people not only study hard but also do everything, but completely compare his own son to shit, he is angry and annoyed when he listens to it.

Seeing that Chen Zhi was about to greet him again, he simply flicked the dishes and chopsticks, got up and left, "The old woman is still a junior high school tweed, and she also works in the town's government agencies, just begging for food like him, what good-looking woman can you find, you haven't seen the world in the mountains." ”

One of the things that the Chen family is most proud of is that Chen Mingyuan, a plaything and a frustrated girlfriend, is well found.

Chen Zhidu didn't speak all night, and he was still sighing before going to bed, his son was not as good as Fei Jin Zhaoyun.

...

It didn't rain at night and the air was fresh in the mountains.

After dinner, Fei Jinzhao blocked the broken tiles with plastic sheeting.

He only made a bed for Jiang Nuannuan to sleep, and he made a bunk on the floor of the bedroom to deal with it casually.

The house itself was damp with rain, so she tried to lie down on the ground herself, and sat up despite the discomfort.

After washing, Fei Jin Zhao saw her holding her quilt and moving to the bed.

He asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan turned around and said naturally, "Let's make do and sleep together, don't sleep on the ground, it's very humid and cold." ”

Fei Jin was silent, "You don't mind? ”

"What's there to mind." She lay down under her quilt and beckoned to him, "It's late, come and sleep." ”

He thought that she was not very honest and could kick her legs to sleep, so he finally turned off the light and walked over.

Late at night.

The shallow sleep of Fei Jin was awakened by the cold feet.

He turned his head, and in the dark bedroom, the little head was breathing evenly next to his pillow, but the legs were tucked into his quilt.

Probably because his quilt was relatively warm, and it was only five minutes before Jiang Nuannuan's legs stretched in.

Fei Jin Zhao reached out to touch her calf, which was also cold.

It was already cold on the mountain at night, and there was no heating equipment in the house, so he frowned, thought for only a few seconds, and lifted the quilt to scoop the person over.

The two slept on the same quilt, Jiang Nuannuan still stuffed one hand into his clothes, and warmed his thin waist, sleeping more soundly.

With the soft fragrance in her arms, Fei Jinzhao's body stiffened for a while without moving, and finally sighed deeply.

He brought this little princess in the ivory tower to have a companion, but he also tortured himself even more.

Before going to bed, he suddenly thought of a description.

Sweet burden.

Morning side.

The movement on the roof woke the person in the bed, and she got out of bed and stepped on her slippers, rubbed her eyes and walked out to the yard.

Fei Jinzhao had already gone to town to bring back the new tiles and was working on the cracks and breaks.

His back was covered in sweat, his arms were thin and muscular, and he wore asbestos gloves to place tiles.

"Fei Jinzhao, you have been working so early." Jiang Nuannuan looked up at him, "It's only 7 o'clock." ”

He lowered his head to see her sleeping cheeks and messy hair, and softened his tone, "A lot of tiles will have to be returned, breakfast is on the table, go in to wash your face and eat." ”

"Oh."

She went back to brush her teeth and wash her face, and after breakfast, she put on a dress and came out to watch him work.

It would be almost 8 o'clock, and Fei Jinzhao even had a wet hair, and when he came down, he was still covered in mud and dirty.

She took a towel and tried to wipe his sweat, but he stopped him, "Don't come here, I'm dirty." ”

"It's fine." Jiang Nuannuan still put the wet towel on his face and tiptoed to wipe his sweat, "I feel very uncomfortable not doing something." ”

Fei Jin Zhao stood still, her dirty hands behind her back, and she bent down slightly to make it easier for her to move.

When the towel was taken off his face, he looked at the pair of beautiful eyes that were shining like stars, and his plain gaze suddenly rippled, and he whispered: "I said that it was not good here at all, and you still came, regret it." ”

"No, it won't." Jiang Nuannuan also wiped his neck, and his movements were serious and meticulous, "This is your home, of course." ”

Fei Jinzhao didn't speak, but System 66 told her that her opinion had risen to 52.

It took a morning to finish the roof, and the remaining tiles to be sent back for refund, so Fei Jinzhao went back to the town alone.

As soon as he passed by the door of the funeral shop, Chen Mingyuan, who had returned from delivering the goods, saw him.

The beggar who used to be always dirty is now tall and clean, and easily recognizable.

"Fei Jin Zhao!" He shouted at the door of the store.

The man turned his head, and his cold and handsome face still made Chen Mingyuan grit his teeth and be jealous, he still remembered that his girlfriend liked him when he was a child.

A beggar with a face out of thin air.

Fei Jin Zhao stopped and asked calmly, "Chen Mingyuan, what's the matter?" ”

Chen Mingyuan thought for a while and said, "Tonight, our junior high school classmates have a reunion, we haven't met for a long time, let's have a meal together." ”

Fei Jin Zhao indifferently refused, "You can just eat, I won't go." ”

He didn't have much presence in the class, and he was the object of collective ridicule, so there was no point in going.

Chen Mingyuan didn't want to let him go, "Hey, my dad helped introduce you to a good cemetery before, and he gave you a discount on funeral goods, just a meal, you can't sell this face, right?" ”

Fei Jinzhao had a cold face, and asked him after a while, "What time is it, where are you eating?" ”