Weaving Dream helped clean up in the house, and the two children ran around behind her, cheerful and excited, like two little tails.

She went to move heavier things, and the two children rushed to carry lighter things, as if inviting merit, so that Aunt He could see it happily.

"Sister, put this table here and put it here!"

"I'm going to move this!"

Weaving dreams was also extra patient with the two children, smiling and admonishing.

"Okay, do what you can, don't hit your feet, if you can't hold it, call your sister. ”

The two children said in unison: "Okay!"

Listening to the two people who were tidying up things in the yard actually started chatting, the team of chatting was still growing, and it was getting more and more noisy, Aunt He stood at the door and glanced at it, grabbed the rag and pinched her waist and scolded with a smile: "This kid is really his father, he is simply not in shape, he knows about the war in Wucheng all day long, he has never been on the battlefield, what can he know!"

The tone was a little reproachful, more of a smile, and Zhimeng also laughed, "I listened to Uncle He very well, you see that my brother listens very seriously!"

Aunt He smiled and shook her head, she continued to be busy, she was used to housework, Aunt He was quick with her hands and feet, and with the help of Weaving Dream and two children, the house was quickly restored to tidyness.

Although it is not Zhong Mingding's food house, and it is not even rich, but it is cleaned up, it is exceptionally clean and warm, which shows the hostess's usual virtuous intentions.

After finishing the tidying, Aunt He breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a little apology: "Sit down and rest, it's really ...... to invite you to be a guest and ask you to help Are you tired?"

Weaving Meng smiled and shook her head, Aunt He still didn't want to go, always thinking that it was really bad to ask the guests to help, and she needed to entertain her well.

"I'm sure I'm tired of shaking my head, wait for my aunt to pour you a glass of water first, you can sit for a while, I'm not good at anything else, I'll be able to cook, and I'll let my aunt cook a good meal for you." Aunt He smiled back and turned around and walked to the back kitchen.

Weaving Dream can understand her feelings, sometimes it hurts to be too polite, she didn't shirk again, and thanked her with a smile.

The two children hugged her, because they were helping to clean up and running around, there was some sweat on their foreheads, she suddenly remembered that this home had just been ransacked by sand bandits, reached out and touched Helan's head, and called Aunt He with some concern, thinking about the vocabulary.

"Aunt He......! Don't blame me for being presumptuous with this question, I want to ask, the food at home has been emptied by the sand bandits, you will ...... in the future What can I do?"

The living conditions in the northwest are already bad, and the village has been ransacked by sand bandits, Weaving Dream is worried that the He family will try their best to entertain the two of them in order to repay the kindness, and there will be no surplus food, and the lack of surplus food will seriously affect the life of the He family after the four, the two children are still young, and they can only starve if they have nothing to eat, and the consequences of such hospitality make her unbearable.

Hearing this, Aunt He stopped, feeling a little funny about weaving dreams and feeling a little distressed about weaving dreams, but she can worry so much about others at a young age, and she doesn't know what she has experienced to have such a delicate mind

Good boy of kindness.

The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, Aunt He reached out and patted the back of her hand comfortingly, pulled her to the corner, moved away from a small wooden cabinet resting in the corner, pointed to the ground, and said with a smile: "Look, what is this." ”

Weaving Dream looked down in the direction of her finger, there was a rectangular crack in the ground in the corner, it was a stone slab that could be removed, and a copper buckle was embedded in the stone slab, and the small wooden cabinet was placed on it to block it, and nothing could be seen, it was very hidden.

"What is this?

Aunt He nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, the cellar where the grain is stored, this bandit, every three or five times he comes to the village to make trouble, every time he comes, the food at home is emptied, and the people are panicked if they can't eat, but there are always more ways than difficulties, so ah, everyone thought of a way, every household dug a cellar to store grain, even if the grain placed at home was emptied, there will be grain to eat, so as not to go hungry, no matter how difficult the life is, don't you have to live?"

Yes, no matter how difficult life is, you have to go on.

Weaving Dream laughed and admired from the bottom of his heart: "This idea is really great!"

Aunt He rubbed her hair lovingly, and joked, "Little girl, are you still afraid that Aunt He will starve you?"

Weaving Dream scratched her head embarrassedly, "How, how could it be!"

Suddenly, I remembered that Zhu'an said before that she was greedy and loved to eat snacks, but she always prepared it for her, and always loved to serve her vegetables when she ate, for fear that she would not be able to eat enough and always shout that she was hungry, and now that Aunt He said this, this feeling became clearer and clearer, Zhu'an was a sullen person, but the kindness to her was everywhere, and her heart was ironed properly.

"Sit down and rest for a while, Auntie will pour you a glass of water, and then I will call your Uncle He to open the cellar and let my aunt show you your cooking skills." Aunt He smiled and turned around and went to the back kitchen.

Need Uncle He's help to open it?

Zhimeng looked at the stone slab, curled his fingers and buckled on it, listening to the sound coming back, it didn't seem to be very heavy, she should be able to lift it up with some internal force, just then she heard Zhu'an asking Uncle He about things, so don't bother them, presumably my brother has a lot of things to ask clearly.

She can do this little thing.

Weaving Dream stretched out his hand to hold the copper buckle, which was a little cool in the palm of his hand, and the two children surrounded her, looking at her a little nervously.

"Sister, this slate is very heavy, why don't you wait for Daddy to move it!"

He Zhou is young, and often only repeats Helan's words, "Yes, yes, it's very heavy!"

Weaving Dream didn't let go, although she didn't have infinite strength, but because of her martial arts, her strength was naturally greater than that of ordinary women.

"I'll just try ......"

"Ah......h

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Zhu'an called the name of Weaving Dreams, and hurriedly ran over to remove the slate, his tone concerned and worried.

"Ameng, are you alright?"

Weaving Meng looked at Zhu'an who suddenly broke in, and smiled a little embarrassedly, she just clearly lowered her voice, how can my brother hear this?

"Brother...... Brother, I ......"

She originally estimated that she had to work very hard to move this slate, so she mobilized her inner breath and increased her wrist.

As a result, it seemed that she was too strong, she grabbed the copper buckle and lifted the slate cover violently, and the whole weight was suddenly transferred to her, and she was caught off guard, and she was directly pressed down, and she was smashed by a stone slab, almost choking, and it hurt.

It stands to reason that her internal force is free to retract and release, and it shouldn't be like this......

However, this is not the time to dwell on this issue, such an embarrassing situation was bumped into by Zhu'an, and Weaving Dream was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to explain it.

Yes...... It's a shame......

Seeing her embarrassed face, Zhu'an didn't ask more, reached out to help her up carefully, touched her wrist quietly with his fingertips, withdrew his hand in a moment, and looked at it in his heart, the slate should have been inlaid in the corner of the wall, and after being removed, a black hole was revealed, thinking that it was a cellar for storage, and when Weaving Dream moved the slate, he was overwhelmed by the force of the rebound.

Aunt He heard the movement and ran out of the back room in a panic, still holding a copper kettle in her hand, seeing that it was Zhimeng who fell, she hurried over and asked worriedly: "Ouch, what's wrong?

"It's okay, it's okay, Aunt He, I'm fine!" Weaving Dream hurriedly waved his hand and patted the dust on his dress, "It's just careless, it's really fine!"

Aunt He looked at it and was amazed, "Yo, you opened the cellar slate, it's really a lot of strength! On weekdays, I and your Uncle He can work together to move out, and you can do it alone, it's really amazing!"

Weaving dreams heard that he was praised for his strength at this time, and he was not happy at all, and even wanted to cry without tears, especially in front of Zhu'an.

Girls want to have a good image in front of the people they like, at least not because of great strength......

"Ahem, it's okay......"

Aunt He didn't notice it, she still smiled with appreciation, and raised the copper kettle in her hand, "It's okay, when the child and his father have enough saliva, it's going to be dark, I'll take the rice and go cook!" Helan, go to the kitchen and bring out the poured water to my brothers and sisters, be careful not to spill it." ”

"Hey!"

Helan jumped to the kitchen in response, and Hezhou followed behind her, with two small short legs walking fast.

After Aunt He finished speaking, she put the copper kettle on the table, took an oil lamp from the cabinet and came out to light it, and went down to the cellar, which didn't look deep, and built a series of small steps to lead to the ground, and Aunt He's figure quickly disappeared into the cellar.

In the originally lively room, only Zhu'an and Weaving Dream were left, and Weaving Dream became nervous for no reason.

Zhu'an looked at Weaving Dream, stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair, his tone was as warm as usual, but with an imperceptible ...... Dissatisfied, it sounded a little low and hoarse, but his eyes looked intently into her eyes.

"Why don't you call me for help?"

Weaving Dream only felt that this look was as deep as the sea, which made her heart beat faster, and her careful thinking couldn't speak directly, so she had to soften her voice and shout as if flattering.

"Brother. ”

But Zhu'an didn't intend to skip this matter so easily.

"I'm here, so remember to ask me for help next time

Is it?"

In a simple word, but he said it very seriously, which was what he was looking forward to.

He wants to be the support of Dream Weaver.

With a buzz, the strings in Weaving Dream's head snapped, and his heart beat like a beat, as if he was about to jump out of his chest.

She opened her mouth, she wanted to say too much, but she didn't know how to say it, and she turned around in her heart and finally said only a good one, but the simple answer seemed to be a promise, her cheeks were a little hot, and her voice was as low as a dream.

Zhu'an didn't hear what she replied clearly, put his hand in her hair, and naturally lowered his head close to her, his voice was extremely gentle, like a spring breeze falling on her ears.

"Hmm, what did you say?"

The distance was drawn in an instant, and their breaths suddenly tightened together, their eyes intertwined.

Looking at such a pair of eyes as bright as stars, Zhu'an suddenly realized that he had overestimated his restraint.

Just seeing her made the whole soul jump with joy.

My heart is full of this person, and I just want to get closer.

It's really damning.

Zhu'an looked down at Weaving Dreams, getting closer and closer.

(End of chapter)