There were newspapers, but they were all screened. Except for French, they were all in French, and even the pictures did not involve country c, which made Mo Xiangwan very depressed. txt e-book download
Mo Xiangwan's living in this villa was like living in a peach blossom garden.

Both time and space seem to be out of touch with the outside world.

The weather is getting better day by day, and Mo Xiangwan can go out for a walk properly.

The large lavender fields in Provence are still in the early spring, and the lavender will not bloom until around July.In the field, there are quite a few rapeseed flowers blooming, and they are really beautiful from a distance. [

Whenever Mo Xiangwan went out, Jian Huan would always follow him. The two of them could not walk too far. They often crossed the long fieldside path outside the villa, sat outside the neighbor's fence for a while, and then walked home up.

In the early morning of this day, Mo Xiangwan and Jian Huan stepped out on the dew again. The field was so green that it made people feel so clear for no reason. Jian Huan yelled at the field childishly, and turned to look at Mo Xiangwan. But he found that the little woman was frowning, looking at the blue sky in the distance, wondering what she was thinking!

Since coming to France, Jian Huan has seen Mo Xiangwan showing such an expression from time to time. Jian Huan knew that Mo Xiangwan was missing her child and husband, so she deliberately told her some funny things in order to distract her attention. .

"Wanwan, do you smell a very fragrant smell?" Jian Huan said happily, wiggling her nose.

Mo Xiangwan came back to his senses, took a sniff, and really smelled a seductive fragrance.

Jian Huan looked around and pointed to the red-roofed hut not far away, "I guess Mrs. Jane is making pancakes for the children! Why don't we visit her and ask for some pancakes?"

Mo Xiangwan laughed, "Didn't we come out after breakfast? How rude to enter someone's house to beg for pancakes like this!"

Jian Huan completely lost the mature woman Faner Mo Xiangwan first met her, like a young girl who had regained her greenness, she played a trick and stuck out her tongue at Mo Xiangwan, "Mrs. Jian is very hospitable, so she won't think we're being rude!"

Jian Huan took Mo Xiangwan's hand, "Let's go!" she shouted, and then dragged Jian Huan and ran along the path!

Mo Xiangwan could tell that Jian Huan was much crazier than her when she played!

Being dragged to the front of the red-roofed house, Mo Xiangwan looked at the smoke from the roof, and stretched out his hand to push Jian Huan, "Go in and ask, I'll wait for you here!"

Jian Huan patted her chest and promised, "Look at me!"

As he spoke, he pushed aside the fences with his head held high, and knocked on the beautiful house with a red roof.

Mrs. Jane opened the door, saw that it was Jian Huan, and immediately welcomed him in enthusiastically.

Mo Xiangwan watched the sun warm, so he sat down by the fence.

Not far away, backpackers came over on bicycles, like a family of three.

The young couple each rode a bicycle, and the little child was placed in the father's basket.

The laughter of the three resounded on the country road, attracting Mo Xiangwan's eyes like magic.

Envy, warmth, longing, bitterness... In just a few tens of seconds, Mo Xiangwan had mixed feelings in his mind. [

As they got closer, Mo Xiangwan saw that the family of three was actually Asian, but with deep outlines, large eyes, and slightly dark skin, they looked like South Central Asians.

The bicycle passed by Mo Xiangwan, but stopped abruptly.

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