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Song Xingji complained to the lips, swallowed it, sat down on the edge of the ground, threw the towel over his shoulder, looked like a working farm boy, and asked her: "Where did grandpa go?"

He never asked.

She also has a grandfather.

The grandfather who picked her up and raised her.

Yin Qiu's eyes were gloomy, and he shook his head: "I don't know, everyone in the village said that grandpa must be gone, but Yu'er doesn't believe it, she has been looking for him, and this land has been planted."

She looked around.

Except for the untended fruit trees nearby, there is wasteland.

Many people don't bother to plant the land here because automatic harvesters can't get through.

"Is this land some kind of treasure land?" Song Xingji still felt that farming here was too tiring.

All these years, when she didn't have their help, she had grown it by herself. If she harvested it by herself, how tiring it would be, and how long it would take to harvest it and transport it down.

"Yes." Yin Qiu pointed to a clear spring on the ground and said, "That is a spring. The corn irrigated by this spring has a different taste from those grown in other fields. No matter how you eat it, it is delicious."

her childhood.

I like to eat boiled corn and grilled corn in this land.

Together with the fish, she lit a fire here and put the corn into the fire. The roasted corn was so sweet.

Talking.

Song Xingfeng also came over from the side, and sat on the side with a pot of spring water he just made, and said warmly: "Miss Yin, it's not convenient for Fang to tell us about Yu'er's childhood."

Song Xingji was thirsty, took the kettle, poured a large bowl full of water, and dried it up in one breath.

It is delicious.

It has a sweet taste.

Here.

Yin Qiu told them about Song Yu.

Opposite.

Song Yu took the two little ones, ran to dig sweet potatoes, cut a bundle of green beans, and even got a small bag of yam beans, and came back with a full harvest.

Fu Hanyu had already turned on the fire, and on the grill next to him, a few steamed buns and a few skewers of milky steamed buns were baked.

The cornfield is a bit far from home, and it is not easy to go home for lunch, so I brought dry food and snacks.

The big meat buns were bought at the market in the morning.

The other barbecue ingredients were bought in the city yesterday.

Song Yu was so hungry that he threw the green beans on the ground, smelling the smell of the meat buns, his saliva was about to flow down, and he reached out to grab them.

"Eat this cushion first." Fu Hanyu clasped her wrist, brought her a bunch of milky steamed buns, and said to the two little ones who were also greedy: "Go over there and wash your hands before eating."

Fu Xun was hungry, and learned to talk back: "Aunt Yu'er didn't wash either."

Fu Hanyu frowned slightly and glared at him.

Song Ze hurriedly pulled him, ran away, lowered his voice and said, "Why are you so stupid, third uncle will wash my mommy's hands."

Fu Xun quietly turned his head to look over, and saw his third uncle washing Aunt Yu'er's hands with water from a kettle, and asked mysteriously, "Song Ze, Aunt Yu'er, when will she marry my third uncle?" uncle?"

Song Ze raised his head proudly, and walked out with steps that his relatives would not recognize: "Looking at your third uncle's performance, I won't hand over Mommy to other men so casually."

"My third uncle likes Aunt Yu'er very much, and will treat her well." Fu Xun felt that it was not enough to speak for the third uncle, so he added: "My grandfather and I will also treat her well."

Song Ze broke off a small corn that didn't grow up, peeled it open, took a bite of the baby corn, and handed the remaining half to Fu Xun, saying, "It depends on what my mommy thinks."

Two little guys.

I washed my hands quickly, but didn't go back.

Instead, he ran to sit in a row with Song Xingji and the others, listening to Yin Qiu tell interesting stories.

Song Yu squatted aside, watching Fu Hanyu bake buns, steamed buns, kebabs, barbecue sausages, chicken wings, chicken skin, pork belly, potato chips, swallowed greedily, and said: "Fu Hanyu, bake another eggplant, I want something like this !"

After finishing speaking, he also showed him a food video: "Put a stupid egg in it."

Fu Hanyu leaned closer to her, with his slender jade-like long fingers, approaching her face, with a slightly cool thumb pad, gently rubbing her cheek: "There is sauce."

He's been building a fire, busy grilling, with the smell of fireworks in his fingers.

Song Yu turned his head to look over, the sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, and fell on his body, making his skin that had always been too cold and white also a little smokey.

In a trance, she felt a sense of accomplishment in pulling the unworldly banished immortal into the mortal world.

Fu Hanyu smiled lowly and asked her, "What are you looking at?"

Song Yu: "Look at you."

Fu Hanyu's voice was lowered, a little hoarse: "Look what I'm doing?"

"You look good." Song Yu stretched out his hand, hooked his collar, put it close to his ear, and breathed out: "You are delicious."

Fu Hanyu's hand clasped her waist, and when he pulled her closer, his hot lips covered her lips, and he sighed in satisfaction: "Fish."

at last.

I'm here.

"Little sister."

Song Xingfeng's voice sounded not far away.

Song Yu stretched out her hand nervously to push him, and she complained softly between her lips and teeth: "Fu Hanyu, my second brother..."

"He can't see it." Fu Hanyu took a deep breath, and her slightly drooping eyes were full of her appearance at the moment.

Until the footsteps got closer and closer.

Only then did Fu Hanyu let go of her, lightly stroked her red lips with his fingertips, looked at her, and laughed softly.

Song Yu patted his cheek and stared at him.

"Let me help you!" Song Xingfeng had already come to him, his voice was a little cold, and he asked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Hanyu clasped Song Yu's hand, raised the mobile phone in her hand, and said, "Yu'er said he wants to eat grilled eggplant, and he is showing me the video."

Song Xingfeng looked at Song Yu's slightly red lips with moist luster, and heard him open his eyes and talk nonsense, he took a breath in his heart, stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yu up, brought her to his side, and said, "I see look!"

What Fu Family Patriarch!

What a noble and abstinent woman!

He is just a dog man!

With so many of them around, he dared to stand in broad daylight...

Fu Hanyu was satisfied, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, took out an eggplant, put it on the grill, and asked, "Fish, where is the stupid egg?"

Song Xingfeng glanced at him: "It's in the bamboo basket next to it."

He came first.

Kung fu after watching the video.

Song Xingji and the others also came.

Yin Qiu hurried over to help.

The two little guys ate the baked buns and steamed buns first.

After having a wild barbecue at noon, all the fatigue of the morning disappeared.

By evening.

From a distance, someone shouted: "Fish! Fish!"

Song Yu looked over.

Aunt Zhu came over panting, and said anxiously while running out of breath, "Yu'er, hurry home and have a look, your grandpa, someone saw your grandpa come back!"