Lin Yu once again took out the momentum of the last time to dry two acres of land, and went to the cornfield in one go, clicking the buds.

After eating the second sweet potato, Li Sanyi, looked at Lin Yu, and then looked at Feng Yin.

"Why do I think you made this barbecue sweet potato to fool Lin Yu into working?"

"How is it possible, am I such a person?"

Feng Yin smiled and denied, lying on the bud rice pole, looking up at the blue sky, the weather is so good!

"You are."

Li Sanyi definitely ate the last bite of sweet potato, stood up with a black mouth, and took Zhang Boer next to him by the way.

"Let's go, get to work."

"Huh?"

Zhang Bo'er snorted, and heard Li Sanyi: "Do you think that if you don't finish it, Feng Yin will let you go back to eat?" ”

Zhang Bo'er glanced back at Feng Yin and blinked.

"Can't!"

The two of them also joined Lin Yu's work rhythm.

Feng Yinmei watched the three people work, took the mobile phone that was broadcasting live on the ground, and asked sincerely: "Am I not like a good person so much?" ”

The comment section brushed the common answer: no.

"Hahaha! Indeed, your eyes are as discerning as torches. ”

The ease of the wind moan and the work-hard trio are in stark contrast.

"Wang-"

Allah ran in front and rushed towards the wind, while the brunette walked gracefully in the back.

That's right, it's a catwalk.

The black girl is not only beautiful, but also noble, and her personality is also noble.

"Hey, hey, hey, brake!"

Feng Yin only saw a black ash of grass and trees spread out in front of him in a fan shape like a basin of water that had been splashed out.

The unfolded fan was in the air for less than half a second, and the brush fell and blew away.

Feng Yin only had time to close his eyes, and his skin could still feel the touch of dust.

She doesn't have to look at it, she knows how dark she is now.

"Wangwang—Wangwang——-"

Allah shouted at the wind, and the wind opened his eyes and looked at Allah with a complaining face, and understood in seconds.

"I didn't steal delicious food behind your back, don't blame me!"

"Wang--Wang--Wang-"

"Don't wronged me, I didn't!"

"Wangwang--"

"I just don't."

One man and one dog quarreled.

"You're going to be able to quarrel with a dog."

Grandma Yun arrived at the battlefield, Allah turned around for a second and stared at Grandma Yun: You actually scolded me for being a dog!

"Wang--Wang-"

Allah has changed the object of the quarrel.

"What are you yelling at me! You're a dog! ”

"Wangwang--"

"You can't change your genes even if you're shouting."

Grandma Yun and Allah quarreled.

"Out of breath, and you can quarrel with a brave dog."

This familiar line and familiar voice made Grandma Yun stare at the wind and groan: "You don't talk about martial arts!" ”

"Why don't you talk about it, you just say that my Allah is not a brave and handsome dog!"

One person and one dog, staring at Grandma Yun with the same eyes.

What can Grandma Yun do? What could she do?

"Yes! Yes, yes! I'm really convinced. ”

Grandma Yun pulled the little princess black girl and pretended to be angry and sat aside.

Feng Yin sat down, took Grandma Yun's hand, and wanted to hug Grandma Yun for the first time.

Grandma Yun was happy in her heart, and she was clever in the next second.

Wrong!

"Wind Groan, get out of here! I know that you are not well-intentioned, stay away from me in the dark! ”

The fields resounded with the noise of Grandma Yun and the wind, the laughter of the trio, and the accompaniment of Allah and the black girl, which was lively and yearning.