Hearing that muffled sound, Qin Mianmian began to be suspicious.

Does everyone have any misunderstanding about Fu Jingbo, is it just because he doesn't talk much and doesn't like to communicate with others, so they all think he's stupid.

Help chop wood, chop vines, carry Fangfang....

These things don't look like a fool would do.

With a lot of doubts in their hearts, the three of them followed the downhill road and climbed up again.

Qin Mianmian was still a little lucky when she went uphill, just thinking about saving people just now, she ignored how difficult the uphill road was.

It's a bit laborious for her to climb up on her own, if she carries Fangfang on her back.... If you can climb up, the process will definitely be difficult.

Looking at how easy it was for Fu Jingbo to carry Fangfang on his back, he held Fangfang with one hand to prevent her from falling, and then climbed a few shrubs with one hand and climbed up directly with his strength.

Tut-tut, such neat movements, it is not doubtful to say that he has martial arts Qin Mianmian.

After returning to Pinglu, Fu Jingbo really handed over Fangfang to Qin Mianmian.

He took a knife and a basket and went to fetch firewood on his own.

The back basket originally belonged to Xiaohu's, and it was handed over to Fangfang to carry to pull the pigweed.

The basket on the child's back was already small in Qin Mianmian's hand, but it was even smaller when it came to Fu Jingbo.

It's like... He took a back basket like a toy.

Qin Mianmian was in a trance when he saw him holding the small back basket, and he actually wanted to see what kind of scene the tall Fu Jingbo would have on his back.

But unfortunately, Fu Jingbo did not carry it, but hung it on the firewood.

It wasn't too dark in June, and it was still dark when they got home.

There is no way, Qin Mianmian is very thin, and he has been busy in the mountains for most of the day after only eating a bowl of noodles.

was already tired, and had to carry Fangfang on his back, so the speed was naturally much slower.

Fu Jingbo always followed her speed, even if she walked behind only a little faster than the snail crawling on the ground, he didn't urge, and always followed her with firewood.

Qin Mianmian went to the mountain to pay Chen's was already in a hurry, but he didn't see his little daughter in the afternoon, so he was even more anxious.

When they got home, Fu Chen was lighting torches and preparing to go out to find another circle of Fangfang, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw the three of them coming back together.

"Mother, go prepare two cold handkerchiefs, Fangfang's feet are twisted." Qin Mianmian looked at her in a daze, and called her directly.

"Twisted foot? I said why didn't I see anyone all afternoon, how twisted, didn't it hurt? As soon as he began to speak, Fu Chen's tears fell down.

loves to cry so much, Qin Mianmian really doesn't know how she has supported this family all these years.

It's just a man who doesn't care about anything.

Hey, this Fu Chen's is really miserable.

Carrying Fangfang into the room with a low brow, Qin Mianmian looked back at Fu Jingbo again.

The man seemed to have nothing to do after putting the firewood, and sat there by himself, looking preoccupied.

If it weren't for those clear and stupid eyes with a blankness, Qin Mianmian really wanted to wonder if he was pretending to be stupid.

"Mother, I'm in so much pain." Fangfang saw Fu Chen come in with a basin of cold water, and she cried out with a wow.

Seeing this, Fu Chen hurriedly appeased, and while cooperating with Qin Mianmian to help her with a cold compress, he asked her what she was doing when she went up the mountain today.

Suddenly there were voices in the originally quiet room.

Qin Mianmian's ears also heard a system voice [The host helps the patient to relieve pain and heal injuries, merit points +1]

It's really good, this point has risen again, and the corners of Qin Mianmian's mouth can't help but go up.

The room was filled with all kinds of sounds, and it was bustling with activity.

At this moment, there was a cough from the other room, and the voices of Fu Chen and Fang Fang suddenly stopped.

The mother and daughter glanced at each other, and then opened their mouths to reduce the volume several times.

Qin Mianmian frowned and glanced impatiently at the room over there.

Why do you do nothing, every day you know that a man who is nested at home can still have such majesty, and a dry cough can make his wife and daughter not speak.

"Fangfang, are you hungry, mother, do you have anything to eat at home?" She asked with a reflex and deliberately raised her voice.

Fu Chen was startled by her half-shouting question, and quickly stood up and booed her.

"Be quiet, your dad is already asleep, don't disturb him." She explained in a low voice.

"Sleeping? When he's not sleeping. Qin Mianmian pursed her lips, very unconvinced.

The man hadn't come out of the room when she had gone out, and had fallen asleep again just after dark.

Why, he's sewn together with the bed, and he can't get down at all.

"I can't hear when I'm asleep, do you have something to eat, mother, we're all hungry." She didn't listen to persuasion at all, and deliberately raised the volume higher.

Seriously, if she wasn't hungry and tired, she would have given the unreliable cheap father-in-law a whole soprano.

Look at this home, the house is in tatters and wobbly, and it looks like it is going to collapse at any moment.

There are still foreign debts out there.

There's a not-so-normal son down there, and a young daughter to raise...

Such a family, where can it afford to raise an idler who doesn't do anything.

She can help Fu Chen repay the money she bought, but after that, if the family doesn't change, it's only a matter of time before she goes into debt again.

"Ouch, daughter-in-law, don't shout. I have food for you in the kitchen, and I will bring it to you. ”

Fu Chen thought that she was hungry, so she shouted so loudly and hurriedly said.

Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

After following Fu Chen to the kitchen to bring the food, she deliberately shouted again: "Fangfang, Jingbo, come to eat." ”

Fu Chen: .....

This girl is thin and weak, how can she give birth to a big voice.

"Eat quickly, eat all." She subconsciously looked back at her room, and saw that the door was closed, so she persuaded Qin Mianmian to eat quickly.

The only bit of white noodles in the house had been made into noodles for Qin Mianmian to eat before, and the rice served at this time was obviously much rougher.

A plate of bitter gourd, a plate of wild vegetables that are not named, plus three nests and three bowls of gruel with no grain of rice in sight.

In Qin Mianmian's opinion, this gruel is not porridge, at most it can be called rice soup.

Look at what has become of these days, and even treat a lazy man as an emperor.

Seeing Fu Chen's low eyebrows and pleasing eyes wanting to gag his mouth, Qin Mianmian really didn't want to deal with her.

However, for the sake of her merit points, she still wanted to work hard.

"Mother, dad is not hungry, why don't we wake him up and eat something." She shouted again deliberately.

Fu Chen's brows furrowed tightly, and he couldn't persuade him, he was really in a dilemma.

At this moment, the door that had been closed was finally opened.

Then came a dull dry cough that was just as dull as before.

Oh, people arrived before they arrived, and a lazy man was showing off his majesty.

Qin Mianmian took a bite of the hard nest head, and the corners of her mouth twitched with great disgust.