The sun was shining brightly in May, and with a breeze, the branches and leaves on the pear trees swayed slightly, the shadows of the trees on the ground were whirling, and the shadows of the wind were swaying.
A few sparse camellia branches were planted on both sides of the stone. Only the branch in the middle was lush and leafy, and there were still a few blooming flowers on the branch.
Lin Qingjiu looked at this simple and cozy courtyard, imagining a little child running in the courtyard, and then threw herself into Ari's arms. Two similar faces, one big and one small, looked at him with a smile.
I felt satisfied in my heart and couldn't help but laugh.
Xu Haorui had just hung the washed clothes on the bamboo pole when he heard the lively laughter and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the source of the sound.
The young man stared at the ground in amusement, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
Putting the empty wooden plate next to the kitchen door, he quickly walked over and stroked the young man's black hair, "Brother Qing, what are you enjoying?"
Lin Qingjiu raised her smiling eyes and shook her head, "Arui, are you done washing?"
"Um."
Xu Haorui sat down next to him, held his little hand in his palm, looked up at the clear sky, and said: "It's time to harvest the potatoes in the field."
Lin Qingjiu blinked at him with her beautiful big eyes.
Xu Haorui was itching to see him, and suddenly came forward and touched his soft red lips, expressing his worries, "If I go to the ground, I won't worry about you being alone at home."
Lin Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips, arched his eyebrows, put his other hand on the back of his hand, patted it twice, and whispered softly, "It's okay, you can go, I'm fine at home alone, don't worry."
Xu Haorui looked at him for a long time. The field was more than ten minutes away from home.
He had a plan, "Brother Qing, please be careful and don't do anything dangerous, and don't get close to the well. The ground there is wet and slippery..."
Lin Qingjiu raised her delicate and beautiful face slightly and listened to him with a smile. Every time he finished his instructions, he nodded his little head.
Xu Haorui thought for a while, made sure that nothing was left out and finished the instructions, then asked: "Brother Qing, can you use needle and thread?"
Lin Qingjiu nodded without thinking. Now he could only pass the time by needlework.
"Needlework in the house? Or here?"
"here."
"Sit here and I'll get it for you."
After he took out everything the young man needed, he put on his straw hat and gloves, picked up the dustpan with a shovel, and went out. He only closed the courtyard door gently, and then walked faster into the fields.
The potato seedlings in the field have withered and turned yellow, which means it's time to harvest.
The situation of the spring soybeans grown in the nearby fields is completely opposite. The farmers are diligent in taking care of the soybeans, and the bean seedlings are growing vigorously, and the branches are covered with green edamame.
When he arrived at the field, Uncle Pan and Aunt Pan in the field next door were weeding and loosening the soil.
Seeing him arriving, both of them looked at him with speechless words.
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The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]
Romance[Dedicated to farming and hoarding food. Doting on his wife. Handsome and aggressive x straightforward and clingy, beautiful and succumbing] Xu Haorui, who has been surviving in the apocalypse for nearly ten years, unfortunately died while escortin...