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Chapter 86 Tomorrow will be better

"I didn't expect that there would be benefits in the afternoon, so give Miaomiao a thumbs up."

"Ms. Miaomiao's singing is becoming more and more interesting. This voice is simply heavenly."

"Some people rely on their patriarchs to give them food, and some people rely on their gods to give them food. Sister Miaomiao is the latter."

"This song is also great, host 666."

Lin Ye did not sing, but listened quietly.

Listening to Miaomiao singing is also a kind of enjoyment.

The little squirrel in his hand had been pinned for a long time, and he was a little annoyed. The little paws tried to push away Lin Ye's big palm, but it was of course useless.

"A handful of sunflower seeds." Lin Ye grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, tempting the little squirrel.

For the sake of sunflower seeds, the little squirrel compromised.

The rabbit sniffed the sunflower seeds, sneezed, and jumped away to graze in the nest.

When she came back just now, Miaomiao picked a handful of tender green grass and gave it to the rabbit for dinner.

No, it should be called Xiao Huihui now.

Lin Ye swiped the barrage with one hand, and the fans in the background broke through the 20 mark.

From one million fans, 1/5 of the progress has been completed.

Many people in the live broadcast room booed and asked Lin Ye to sing.

Lin Ye smiled lightly, without denying it.

The progress of the project is still very fast, much faster than Lin Ye expected.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon, and before four o'clock, the roadside from the creek to the clinic was finished.

Workers leave work early and go home for dinner.

This saves Lin Ye and Miaomiao the effort of cooking.

After everyone left, the front and back of the house became quiet again.

"Brother Ye, let me stew an old hen for you. At noon, I picked up cicadas." Miaomiao said to Lin Ye.

Add some ginseng, cicada flowers into it, and the stewed old hen will nourish and nourish Lin Ye's condition.

"Okay, you can eat some too." Lin Ye said, one chicken is too much for him to finish, if two people eat it, it's just right.

Miaomiao blinked her eyes: "I don't want it, I can't finish it in one meal, but I can eat it in two. This golden cicada is very rare."

"That was in the past. I just searched the Internet on Baidu. This cicada flower is only a few hundred yuan a catty. It's not a rare thing. Later, I bought a few catties from the drugstore in the town. It can be stewed in chicken soup every day." Lin Lin Ye said.

Well, Miaomiao bowed her head and went to work.

After a while, she caught an old hen from the coop and grabbed it out.

The old hen clucked and struggled.

"Let me kill you." Lin Ye found a knife.

Miaomiao held down the chicken, but she was scratched by the chicken's paw. The blood didn't come out, but there was a paw print on her fair skin.

"Is your hand alright?" Lin Ye asked after handling the chicken.

"It's okay, just wash it and apply some old lard, it will be fine soon." Miaomiao smiled nonchalantly.

"Let me take a look." Lin Ye pulled Miaomiao, checked the wound on her arm, and found that there were many similar scars on her hand. Although they were all healed, some of them still had faint spots. disappear.

"Your hand." Lin Ye was stunned for a moment.

Miaomiao withdrew her hand and put it behind her back: "Although I am very careful, sometimes I will accidentally hurt myself, I am used to it."

habit
These two words were spoken lightly, but in Lin Ye's ears, they revealed a trace of vicissitudes and compromise.

Miaomiao is talented, at this age, most of the girls are in school, their fingers are not in the sun, they are carefully cared for by their families, and they look forward to the future.

And she was used to being hurt by life.

Water friends in the live broadcast room? ?

All were touched by the wound on Miaomiao's hand.

"Miaomiao is so sensible that it hurts my heart."

"At an age that should be like a flower and a jade, but the whole family is carried on the thin shoulders, hey."

"Life is not easy, anchor, Miaomiao is a good girl, you must treat her well."

"When you meet a girl like this, why don't you risk your life?"

"Anchor, I'm so jealous of you."

Seeing Lin Ye's unhappiness, Miaomiao smiled slightly.

"Hey, Brother Ye, I'm already very content. At least I'm living a happy life now. With Grandpa and you, this is already the happiest time in my life."

Lin Ye rubbed her hair and smiled slightly: "Yes, in life, you always have to look forward and it will get better and better."

As he spoke, Lin Ye took down the hanging guitar from the wall.

"Do you want to hear me sing?" Lin Ye asked.

Miaomiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Lin Ye brought a stool and gently plucked the guitar strings.

"Wake up the sleeping soul gently"

"Slowly open your eyes"

"Look at the busy world"

"Is it still spinning around alone"

Lin Ye's gentle and delicate voice rang out in the small kitchen.

Miaomiao's heart was slightly touched.

Is this song sung to her?
"The spring breeze blows the hearts of teenagers with incomprehensible customs."

"Let the tears on the face of yesterday dry with the memory."

"Looking up for the wings of the sky"

"Migratory birds appear in its shadow"

Miaomiao's hands stopped moving, tears gradually blurred her vision.

"The sunrise wakes up the morning and the earth is reborn in glory."

"Let the sound of the breeze compose the movement of life"

"Sing Your Passion Stretch Your Hands"

"Let me embrace your dreams and let me have your true face."

"Let our smiles be full of youthful pride."

"Let's hope tomorrow will be better."

She was already sure that Brother Ye sang it to her.

Every line of lyrics seems to be beating in her heart.

As long as she can remember, her life seems to be gloomy and gray.

Elderly grandfather, poor family.

For the first ten years, it was her grandfather who took care of her, and for the next eight years, she was the one who took care of her grandfather.

She didn't even know how she persisted until now.

From being inactive in the limbs to disregarding the five grains, to working in the fields now, he is proficient in growing vegetables and collecting herbs.

Her life is gradually getting better.

Poverty tempered her personality and did not destroy her mind. This is a blessing in misfortune.

Even if she is allowed to live alone now, she still has the ability and confidence to manage her life well.

(song, tomorrow will be better)
(End of this chapter)