Looking at the fish swimming in the lights and the face of Liu An who was illuminated by the colored lights next to him, Su Ming asked stupidly, "Okay...... Pretty...... Right?"

Liu An's eyes kept looking at the bubbles bubbling in the glass box, the swimming fish, and the swinging grass, and nodded blankly.

"Ming...... I'll be back tomorrow...... Re-teach...... Teach ......" Su Ming sat on the single sofa next to him, the soft chair made him drowsy, and he leaned his head on the sofa in a daze.

Liuan looked at him.

Three cans of wine...... Is that his limit?

Liu An didn't know how to convert a glass of liquor to almost three bottles of beer in this era, but he was right.

Su Ming is commonly known as a cup of poured goods.

Such a person can't get drunk on others even if he has ten guts.

Su Ming began to breathe heavily there.

Liu An looked at the two potted plants that were still there.

Those colorful ones should be the succulents he said, right?

Liu An thinks that ...... Can be placed on the coffee table.

The other one, called Jasmine?

Liu An moved it easily and placed it next to the doorway leading to the balcony.

There was still some uneaten on the table.

Liu An felt that he had eaten too much today, and the rest ...... Still craving to eat them, she walked over and rewrapped them up to put them in the freezer.

Su Ming said that the food should be put in the refrigerator, otherwise it will spoil quickly.

Put the food away and look at the few beer cans on the table...... The scavengers I saw in the morning would pick up these things, indicating that they could be sold for money?

Liu An picked up the beer can that Su Ming had drunk and shook it.

There's still a little bit in there!

She just held her head high and poured the rest into her mouth.

Food is brewed and cannot be wasted.

When there was no more liquor in the can, Liu An followed the scavenger's movements and put the jar on the ground.

Sure enough, it was easily stepped on.

She flattened all the beer cans into a bag and put them on the balcony first.

These discarded items belong to them, so there is no need to mention the following to throw them away and let the waste pickers sell them. If you have the chance, see where the scavengers are selling these things, which can be exchanged for money.

After all the work was done, he looked at Su Ming, who was lying on his back on the sofa over there.

Liu An went over and poked his arm gently: "You...... Go sleep inside......"

Su Ming didn't react.

Liu An frowned, that could only ......

She acts when she thinks of it.

It's a lot closer than it was yesterday.

Liu An walked to the side, squatted down, grabbed one of his arms, pressed his shoulder against his abdomen, and gritted his teeth and stood up.

The man, who was seven or eight meters tall, was carried by her again and walked to the bedroom.

But this time it was different, Su Ming drank beer and hadn't let go of the water yet, his stomach was suppressed.

So as soon as Liu An took two steps, Su Ming vomited.

Liu An has it on his back, pants, and on the ground.

This ...... Liu An has never seen it.

Drunk...... Will you throw up?

She had never seen anyone on the black soil who had enough wine to drink like this......

But now I can't stand still.

This guy ...... Much heavier than a fish tank, and used to hunt snow hares at most.

Liu An struggled to carry Su Ming to the side of his bed and put him to sit, only to see that he was still smashing his mouth with his eyes closed.

Anyway, the clothes were already dirty, Liu An didn't even think about it, and wiped his mouth directly with his sleeve.

Fortunately, his head was down just now, and it didn't touch his own clothes.

Liu An laid him down, helped him take off his shoes, and covered him with a quilt.

The movement was very gentle, Su Ming suddenly smiled on his face, closed his eyes and said, "Ann...... An An, you wear ...... Good looking......"

Liu An was stunned, covered the quilt and stood up.

There was some water dripping on the ground, and Liu An wiped his sleeve clean again, before he walked out of the door and closed the bedroom door.

It's a bit too much on the floor in the living room.

She remembered the broom on the balcony and went to get it and swept the vomit from the floor.

In the pastoral era, there are really all kinds of tools. But fortunately, it is such a flat floor, so it is so convenient to sweep all the filth together, directly into this container with handles.

At the mention of the toilet collapsed on the toilet, she thought for a moment and took off her new coat.

I'm still wearing one inside anyway.

But the remaining unclean place on the floor in the living room is a bit big, so wipe it with new clothes...... She was a little reluctant.

Looking at a roll of paper next to her, she ripped off a little, went out and squatted on the living room floor, first pressed her hands together again, then wiped the surroundings with the paper, and finally wrapped that little bit back to the bathroom.

After washing her hands, she went out.

After thinking about it and finding another pair of pants she bought today, she went back to the bathroom, closed the door and locked it.

There was some vomit on his pants as well.

If it's before, it's cleaned a little, and you can continue to wear it after the water stains have dried.

But now......

She took off her pants and put on another clean one, and then squatted there with a little water to wash away the filth first.

Now, it is not visible on clothes and pants.

Only then did Liu An release the water and flush off all the vomit in the toilet.

I wanted to take out my clothes and pants and hang them out like that, but ......

Standing in front of the mirror, Liu An remembered how spotless they were when she first put on these clothes today.

Gritted his teeth...... As Su Ming said, the rent includes water and electricity.

She put her clothes and pants in the washing machine, and put some laundry detergent he said, which will have a faint fragrance after washing.

The washing machine was up and running.

Liuan returned to the living room and sat back on her bed.

There was a light on the fish tank, and she thought about it and turned off the headlight.

In the room, only the light of the fish tank is not bright.

Liu An sat against the wall, wrapped in a quilt, and stared blankly at the fish swimming in the fish tank.

Indeed, the fish tank plus the cabinet is placed there, and when Su Ming comes out of the bedroom, his vision will be blocked a little.

In this way, the position of his bed, only the direction towards the TV is unobstructed.

With the light on the fish tank, Liu An took out the only thing he had taken away from the pocket of his clothes inside, except for the bow and arrow.

The bag was opened, and there was some paper inside, with a different style. Some are round, some are square, some are mutilated.

Liu An looked at the paper, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled.

The lines on the paper are of different thicknesses, crooked, and drawn.

There is one on it, with a painting of a house with windows, and a circle in the sky.

Next to the house, there are low trees, but they have exaggerated leaves.

There are also snow hares by the trees, and the snow hare carries a group of small snow rabbits, just like a domesticated one.

The lines on the drawing were all black, but now, it was illuminated by colored light, and it seemed to have an indescribable meaning.

Liu An raised his head, in the fish tank, the color of the lights slowly changed, and the fish wagged its tail leisurely in the water.

She turned her head, and on the coffee table, in the round basin, the fleshy plants were motionless.

By the balcony door, the leaves of a plant called jasmine were gently blown by the wind outside the window.

It's silent.

Of course, there is the sound of bubbles in the fish tank, the sound of the washing machine turning, and the occasional sound of cars outside.

But this makes the room even more peaceful.

Liu An turned his head and continued to look at another piece of paper.

There was a short-haired man on the paper, looking at her with crooked eyebrows.

"Grandma...... I really...... Are you good at drawing?" she muttered to the person on the paper, "you say...... It's a pity that painting on black soil is useless. That was in pastoral times...... Maybe it works?"

The person on the paper does not answer, only smiles.