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There are curtains, but they are not closed at night. Wuxie is still awakened by the sunlight. After he woke up, he didn't get up. He stared at the white wall in a daze, his mind going blank.

"woke up."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw that the younger brother had changed his clothes and was wearing an old man's shirt. There were drops of water on his face. He must have just finished washing up.

The sound insulation effect of this room is indeed very good, Fatty didn't lie to him.

"I thought you were really back because I drank too much yesterday. It's been less than half a year. Has the matter been resolved this time?"

Brother: "They are taking care of the rest. I don't have to go there anymore."

This was good news, Wu Xie jumped out of bed excitedly. But the soreness in his waist made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Wu Xie yawned and told him, "Keep the curtains closed when you go to sleep."

The younger brother tilted his head and looked at the window: "No one passed by last night."

The implication is that no one knew about last night's movement.

Wuxie coughed lightly, put on his clothes and went to wash up.

The fat man was still busy in the kitchen, and the little brother went to help him prepare a rich breakfast.

But the weather has changed a bit today. It was still sunny in the morning, and it started to drizzle after breakfast.

It's raining, so you can't go out to play, but you can be busy inside.

The sofas, cabinets, furniture, etc. that I bought before have not been dismantled yet. Now I can finish dismantling them and clean up the house at the same time. The movements of the three eldest men are neither light nor heavy. They all rely on feeling.

As for the courtyard, Fatty asked Wuxie: "Zhenzhen, didn't you learn this or something about design? How do you think the courtyard should be made more beautiful?"

Wuxie looked at the yard soaked by the light rain, "I study architecture, not gardening."

The fat man waved his hand: "Almost, almost. I have an idea. I want to plant some flowers."

Much worse, Wuxie added silently in his heart.

"That's easy to do. We have a large yard. We can lay lawns and plant flowers near the wall. Then we can pave a stone path or cobblestone path in the shape of a rice to make it easier to walk."

The fat man rubbed his chin and thought about what Wu Xie said in his mind. Suddenly he had another idea: "I also want to build a swing. When the time comes, your sister-in-law will sit on the swing in the sea of ​​flowers and sing a song. She will definitely be happy."

Maybe this is the aesthetics of straight men, but what I innocently thought about was that my sister-in-law would probably be surrounded by mosquitoes that summer.

Just do it. The yard was not paved with cement originally. For convenience, bricks were used. Now it is really convenient for them to dismantle it.

The light rain was nothing. Wuxie and the younger brother were responsible for dismantling the bricks and stacking them outside, while Fatty went to buy flower seeds and lawns.

It was really cool to work outside in the light rain. As long as one piece of this brick is removed, the rest are like a puzzle, just be taken apart one by one. So the first piece must be done by the younger brother.

Wuxie squatted next to him and watched him insert two fingers into the joint of the bricks, and easily removed the first brick without using any strength.

The same feeling of removing bricks with bare hands is really different from that in the tomb.

Wu Xie was also a little moved when she saw him, and secretly imitated him by inserting his fingers into the cracks of the bricks. Didn't get in the first time, try again. After cheating, he inserted his fingers into the cracks of the bricks, but his fingers were not strong enough to cause the bricks to rise.

Frustration rose, and when he raised his head, he saw his little brother looking at him attentively. He had watched everything Ganqing had been doing for a while.

"I, I just feel what it feels like."

The little brother nodded, took out the white woven gloves and handed them over: "Put them on."

These gloves are specially used for work, and they have yellow rubber on one side.

"You need to practice from a young age. It's too late for you now."

Wuxie heard him say again and saw that he was not wearing gloves. Looking at the gloves on his hands, he thought it might be because he couldn't put the gloves on. After all, there are no gloves specially designed with two particularly long fingers.

Wuxie: "I really just gave it a try, I didn't want to practice."