The renovation of the old house has come to an end, and the renovation workers are cleaning up the construction waste in the yard.

Seeing Zhong Nuanyang, the foreman took the initiative to stop the guy in his hand and greeted her with a smile: "You can finish it in these two days, and you can live in it after opening the window for ventilation and drying for a few days." ”

Zhong Nuanyang smiled and nodded, she knew that the foreman must have misunderstood that she was here to catch up with the schedule, and she didn't make much excuses: "You guys are busy first, I'll go to the attic in the back to have a look." ”

The attic at the back has been reinforced, and it has been largely maintained.

Zhong Nuanyang climbed the stairs and saw that the cleaned floor was covered with his newly bought carpet, and the bookshelf at the foot of the wall gradually added his favorite books, and his heart instantly felt stable and rich.

Leaning on the lazy sofa in front of the window, Zhong Nuanyang picked up a book casually and slowly immersed himself in the world of the book in the fragrance of birds and flowers outside the window.

I don't know how long it took, the daylight gradually dimmed, Zhong Nuanyang moved his somewhat sore neck, stretched his waist and stood up.

Today, Su Feng is going to accompany his father to hold a shareholders' meeting in the factory, and he will call himself when he finishes, Zhong Nuanyang picked up the mobile phone on the side, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and she planned to go out to find something to eat.

The foreman who was responsible for the decoration of the B&B this time was recommended by the village chief, and he also supervised the previous oil mill, and he was very responsible and never cut corners.

Zhong Nuanyang went downstairs to see that they were still busy, and decided to go out and buy more food and drink to treat the workers.

Because of the large number of tourists, there are slowly more snack shops and restaurants in the village, Zhong Nuanyang found the restaurant he often eats, ordered a good meal, and asked the boss to send it directly to the old house after it is ready.

She ordered herself a bowl of noodles, and while she was waiting, she noticed that the shopkeeper's daughter was learning to draw at the table next to her, and she curiously approached to see that she was drawing a family photo, and there was a little girl standing between her father and mother.

"It's a really good drawing." Zhong Nuanyang sat opposite her and watched her seriously paint her mother's skirt with a beautiful pink, and couldn't help but sigh.

The little girl looked up and smiled at her shyly, and continued to add various accessories to the mother in the painting, including colorful necklaces and large diamond rings.

"How old are you?" Zhong Nuanyang saw that the little girl looked cute, and couldn't help but ask more.

"She can't speak." An aunt cleaning up the table next to her interjected: "I haven't been able to say it since I was a child. After speaking, he pointed to his ear: "I can't hear it." ”

"Huh?" Zhong Nuanyang was surprised, only then did he notice that the child's ears seemed to have hearing aids, and then looked at the girl's clean and sunny face, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"It cost a lot of money to get sick, and her mother left when she was three years old, remarried, and left her and his father, alas, to create evil." The aunt sighed while wiping the table: "It's a shame that the child still remembers her now, it's really hard for the child." With that, she wiped the corners of her eyes, sighed and went on.

Zhong Nuanyang felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, and saw that the child was still seriously decorating the mother's skirt in the painting, and her nose was a little sour.

"Is she in school?" Zhong Nuanyang asked the aunt next to him.

"Go, but we sent it all by force, the child is always bullied at school, but we can't keep her locked in the house all the time, if you don't learn some skills, how will you live in the future, you say yes." The aunt came over and sat next to the little girl and watched her draw: "She has loved painting since she was a child, and her father said that she would send her to learn to paint in the future, which is also a craft." ”

The little girl seemed to hear their conversation, and looked up at them with her chin on her pen, her eyes were shining, and when she saw Zhong Nuanyang looking at her, she immediately leaked a bright smile.

"Can you hear my sister?" Zhong Nuanyang leaned closer and pointed to his ear.

The little girl looked at her with wide eyes, and nodded earnestly after a while.

"You're great, come on!" Zhong Nuanyang finished slowly saying word by word, and gave a thumbs up appreciatively to make sure the little girl understood.

The mobile phone rang at this time, and Zhong Nuanyang looked at it and sure enough, it was Su Feng.

"Why?" Su Feng's voice was a little tired and hoarse, and Zhong Nuanyang's heart softened when he heard it.

"You're eating, have you eaten?" Zhong Nuanyang looked at the steaming noodles in front of him, a little worried that Su Feng would not have time to eat.

"Or is it your favorite shop?" Su Feng's background sound felt a little familiar, Zhong Nuanyang's heart moved, and he turned his head with chopsticks.

Su Feng, who hadn't seen him for half a month, appeared at the door of the hotel, Zhong Nuanyang threw down his chopsticks and flew over with a scream.