Traveled into the chronicle and was pampered by a reckless man

Chapter 63
The second master was not at home, Zhou Chunhe stood under the camphor tree, counted with his fingers, and pointed down the mountain, "It must be there!"

Sure enough, Second Master was wearing a straw hat, hunched over in the field, tending to his three-acre land.

Zhou Chunhe walked over slowly without making a sound, and walked to the old man's side in a daze. The second master saw Zhou Chunhe's shoes and realized that he was here.

"Second Master, why don't you bother you when you stay with them every day?" Zhou Chunhe knelt down, touched the spinach leaves with his hands, and said.

The second master slapped Zhou Chunhe's hand off, "Are you tired of staying with your wife every day?"

"What do you mean, can these dishes compare with my wife's?" Zhou Chunhe disagreed.

"Second Lord, I don't have a wife. These dishes are my daughter-in-law. They are even closer than my wife. At least they won't leave me behind. I'll go wherever I plant them, and I won't go anywhere."

"Old man, what are you mumbling about? Where are you going?" Zhou Chunhe didn't understand.

The second master got up and clapped his hands, "What do you need from me?"

"It's not a big deal, I want to grow greenhouse vegetables, and I want Liu Guanshan to control the overall situation for me."

"Why don't you grow it yourself?"

"I'm not this kind of material." Zhou Chunhe laughed at himself, rubbing the clod in his hand into dust.

"You kid, you can learn other things easily, but this kind of food is not good at all. When you go out, don't tell people that you learned it from me." The second master sneered mercilessly.

Zhou Chunhe glanced at the second master resentfully, "Okay, I'll just say I'm self-taught."

"I think it's okay." The second master smiled.

The sun had already set, but the remaining warmth was still there. Erye and Zhou Chunhe sat under the shade of a tree to enjoy the coolness. Looking around, the fields were golden.

Zhou Chunhe was thirsty, picked a piece of taro leaf, went to the spring at the foot of the mountain to drink water, and brought some to the second master.

"This water is sweet." After Zhou Chunhe drank it, he tapped his mouth, with endless aftertaste.

"The authentic mountain spring water is naturally delicious, and the river water can't compare to it." The second master said.

Zhou Chunhe quenched his thirst, leaned against a tree, and was about to fall asleep.

The second master threw a lump of dirt over it, "Go home and sleep, I can't carry you when you're asleep."

Zhou Chunhe woke up with a start, got up, patted his buttocks and went home.

The wind from the field blows from the mountains, carrying some fragrance of plants and trees, blowing into people's internal organs, refreshing.Zhou Chunhe opened his hands, let the wind rake his scalp and body wantonly, and every hair on his body became refreshed.

On the ridge under his feet, some unknown small flowers bloomed sporadically. Zhou Chunhe suddenly thought of the word "romantic", squatted down, and began to gather wild flowers.

I walked all the way, and when I reached the entrance of the village, I already had a bunch of red, pink, blue, green, white, and purple flowers in my hand. They were in full bloom in Zhou Chunhe's hands, and they compared with the clouds in the sky.

Zhou Chunhe pulled a few straws, and the three of them tied them into a bunch, holding the bunch of flowers, this rough guy couldn't help being a little gentle.

Walking is floating.

When he walked in, he was the first to bump into his mother, Mrs. Zhou.

"Oh my god, Miss Hua, please forgive me!" Mrs. Zhou thought that she had offended Miss Hua when she saw that the flowers were missing.

Put your hands together and apologize.

"Mother, it's me." Zhou Chunhe poked his head out from behind the bouquet and grinned.

Granny Zhou regained her composure and opened her eyes. Seeing that it was her teenage son, the broom in her hand immediately came in handy and greeted him.

"Mother, don't hit it, it hurts the flower, it's hard to pick it." Zhou Chunhe shouted, it doesn't matter if he has rough skin and thick flesh, it's not so easy to talk about breaking his flower.

Keep it to coax your daughter-in-law.

"Get out of the way." Mrs. Zhou scolded, out of sight, out of mind, that's what she was talking about.

Jiang Lu was tired from making clothes, so she got up to exercise, so she picked up Fu Xiaoan's notebook and looked at it again.

After thinking about it, I still have to finish copying this note. There is a lot of guiding knowledge in it that will be needed in the future.

Moreover, if you promised to borrow it for two days, you should return it tomorrow.

As soon as Zhou Chunhe entered the room, he saw his daughter-in-law lowered her head, writing something on the table.

"Tsk tsk tsk, why are you more industrious than a chicken, and you are not afraid of getting corns." Zhou Chunhe said, stroking forward quietly.

Jiang Lu wanted to take advantage of the last ray of sunlight to copy more, but he ignored him at all.

"Daughter-in-law?" Zhou Chunhe called out tentatively.

Jiang Lu was still working hard.

Zhou Chunhe didn't know where he learned it. He sat down on the table and was about to strike a seductive pose when he heard a "click" and the table with four legs suddenly tilted.

"It's over!" Zhou Chunhe's heart sank, and he had roughly guessed what was going on.

Jiang Lu bent down and looked down, there were only three of the four legs left, and the other table leg was broken.

"Zhou Chunhe!" Jiang Lu roared.

Standing up and looking up, the room was empty, and there was no shadow of Zhou Chunhe.

On the table, a large bouquet of flowers appeared on the table, crumbling.

Jiang Lu understood in an instant, and understood why this guy suddenly became flirty.

I was a little moved, but didn't dare to move, the table was supported by her for a while.

"Zhou Chunhe, come back!" Jiang Lu shouted.

In the next second, Zhou Chunhe was summoned back.

"Hide, let's see where you hide." Jiang Lu said angrily.

Zhou Chunhe raised the hammer and nails in his hand, "It's not hiding, that's not my style." He took over the work of his wife and propped up the table with his shoulders.

Jiang Lu was free now.

Zhou Chunhe tinkled in the room to repair the table legs.

Jiang Lu sat on the bed, holding a bouquet of flowers, her heart was full of joy.

No one has ever justified the name of these wildflowers, and the song "Don't Pick the Wildflowers by the Roadside" has made the status of wildflowers that are not popular in the first place even worse.But you see, the delicate roses, the beautiful peonies, and the fragrant lilies, which ones are not grown in the greenhouse, and which ones can withstand the rough wind in the field and the hot sunshine in June?

This colorful piece is the background color of their lives, not to attract people's love, but to add a touch of thick or light to the greatest mother in the world-the earth.

Jiang Lu felt that this little wild flower was the most beautiful.

"You picked this?" Jiang Lu asked knowingly.

Probably the most enjoyable game for couples in this world is to tell the answer I already know from your mouth.

"No, I picked this thing when I was full." It was obvious that Zhou Chunhe was not an ordinary person.

Jiang Lu lost interest, put the flowers aside, "You picked them up?"

"No." Zhou Chunhe knocked on the hammer, still shaking his head.

"Then why did you bring this wild flower back?" Jiang Lu kicked it angrily.

"Crack"!
The table leg that had just been fixed broke again.

"Prodigal girls, aunts, ancestors, don't move." Zhou Chunhe begged.

"You fix it." Jiang Lu didn't want to look at him, and got out for a walk, "Fix it and finish copying the notes."

"Crap! Still copying." Zhou Chunhe protested.

　The most beautiful flowers in this world are presented to you by your loved ones, no matter the color or the shape of the flower, they are all beautiful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)