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Chapter 87 Picking Mushrooms

After hearing her words, Dabai snorted coldly, she got better, it has something to do with the ointment, it's not because she has the blood of their Long family flowing in her body.

Wang Ting got up, and Dabai also got up, shaking his goose head, and followed behind Wang Ting.After Wang Ting finished washing, she carried the fire cage and walked out, one person and one goose, shaking together downstairs.

Standing under the eaves, holding a fire cage to watch, the soil in the bamboo forest is almost soaked, and the raindrops on the bamboo leaves are falling drop by drop, and there is no way to exercise. Put a bamboo mat on the clean floor, put the fire cage on the hook, and exercise on the bamboo mat.

Splitting, punching, and even yoga.

Dabai flew to the beam, watched her tossing about, 'Goose Goose' called twice, and ignored her.

After Wang Ting finished exercising, she went upstairs with the fire cage. On the stairs, she saw light coming out of the main room, and there was the sound of cutting vegetables in the stove.

"Ah, it's raining outside, do you still have to go to work today?" Wang Ting went into the stove house, fetched water and washed, and helped to light the fire and add firewood.

"The ground is too wet for people to enter. The grain seeds were sown a few days ago, and your big daddy and the others are looking at it. The rain is here, and it falls in time. Does the shoulder still hurt? After eating, wipe it again." Medicine once."

"Okay, it's all over." Fearing that Ah Dia would not believe it, Wang Ting unbuttoned the neckline and pulled it open to show her.

"So fast?" Qian Xiaofeng took a look, Wang Ting's shoulder was really healed, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, the ointment she made is so effective?

I have used it for the old man before, and I have never seen such a quick effect!

The breakfast was simple, cooked sweet wine glutinous rice cakes, Qian Xiaofeng took four glutinous rice cakes, one with two.Wang Ting's appetite is very good now, and it is no problem to eat two glutinous rice cakes.

Wang Ting added a handful of firewood to the stove, and looked up at her, "Ah, tell me, did my parents receive my letter? Did you reply?"

Qian Xiaofeng had a half-smile, and glanced at her, she was still a child, and she was worried about this problem.Although the third sister and his wife didn't bring their daughter with them, they loved her no less than the twins. You can tell by looking at the things sent back by Yueyue.

He paused, counted the days, and said, "I will definitely reply, just a few days, I can receive it."

After breakfast, it was almost dawn, Qian Xiaofeng took the show shed and prepared flowers for the show, judging from the size of the cloth, it should be pillow cloth.

Wang Ting has nothing to do and is a little bored.At this time, there were no televisions, radios, or mobile phones in the countryside.I work all the time when it rains, and I stay at home. I really have no entertainment at all, and I don’t know the people in the village, who can stay.

"Ninny, want to learn embroidery?" Qian Xiaofeng saw her, stared at her embroidery shed without blinking, and asked her with a smile.

"Ada's embroidery is so beautiful, the flowers look real." Wang Ting looked at the lifelike flowers on the cloth, her eyes sparkled, and she looked at Ada with admiration.

She wanted to learn how to embroider. Embroidery is a patient thing, one stitch at a time, embroidering like that, staring at the cloth all the time, it was very boring.It's really amazing to see Ada's embroidery, turning one by one silk threads into delicate and beautiful flowers.

However, let her embroider...forget it!I looked at it for a few times, but I didn't have any interest. I put my hands on my chin, stared at the rain outside in a daze, my mind was empty, and I didn't think about anything.

Qian Xiaofeng knew her daughter a long time ago, and couldn't bear to embroider, so she smiled and didn't persuade her to learn again, put on the embroidery thread, took the embroidery shed and started flying needles.

Outside the yard, someone called Wang Ting suddenly, Wang Ting who was in a daze didn't hear it, but Qian Xiaofeng heard it, glanced at her, and went down to open the door.

"Grandma, is Wang Ting up yet?" As soon as the door opened, Liang Xiangmei got in and ran upstairs without waiting for Qian Xiaofeng to reply.

Liang Qiuping, who came in from behind, was not polite at all when he saw his sister, and was a little embarrassed. He called out 'little grandma' and followed Qian Xiaofeng upstairs.

"Wang Ting, I'm free today, let's go into the mountains to pick mushrooms together!" Before seeing anyone, Liang Xiangmei's voice was heard upstairs.

When Wang Ting came back to her senses, she heard the footsteps of "Deng Deng Deng", and then saw Liang Xiangmei running up.

"You're here. I didn't hear what you said just now." After Wang Ting finished speaking, she realized that Liang Xiangmei was wearing a strange dress. She was wearing brown clothes and a bamboo hat, and the rain was rolling down from the bamboo hat.

"Go into the mountains to pick mushrooms! I met Honghua Chunlan and the others in the village. A group of six or seven of them went into the mountains to pick mushrooms. Let's hurry up and walk behind them. There is nothing left."

"Mushroom picking?" Wang Ting was stunned for a moment, looked outside, looked back at Liang Xiangmei, and asked doubtfully, "It's raining outside, can I go?"

"Whoever told you that you can't go on a rainy day, you are stupid when you study, I tell you, picking mushrooms is for this kind of drizzle." Liang Xiangmei couldn't help laughing at Wang Ting, something that a three-year-old child knows, but she do not know.

As soon as Qian Xiaofeng and Liang Qiuping came up, they heard Liang Xiangmei laughing at Wang Ting. Liang Qiuping glanced at the expressionless grandma, and then saw that her face was flushed with embarrassment, and she was still at someone else's house, laughing in front of someone else's elder People junior', can you have a little heart.

Qian Xiaofeng didn't pay attention to what she said, the laughter and squabbling among girls couldn't be more normal.She was also from that age.She is also worried that her daughter always stays at home to study, and one day she will become a nerd.

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl is exactly the same age as a flower, youthful, lively, loves to laugh and play, and is full of vigor.It's not like Nannan, dead and dull, bored at home, don't go out for ten days and a half months, don't talk, it's good to make friends, Xiangmei loves to move, and Nannan likes to move around with her sooner or later.

At this moment, Qian Xiaofeng had forgotten that when Wang Ting first came, she was also a person with an eccentric personality, and it was only later that she became dull.

"Ah?!" Wang Ting looked at her eagerly. She had nothing to do at home and sat in a daze. It was too boring. Why not go into the mountains to pick mushrooms.

"Go, don't be as stupid as yesterday, half of it is fine." Qian Xiaofeng waved his hands proudly, and went into the room to prepare for her.

Wang Ting laughed immediately, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and she took Xiangmei's hand and smiled, "Xiangmei, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise, I'd just sit at home and distribute mushrooms all day long."

Then she looked at Liang Qiuping and yelled sweetly, "Big cousin."

Liang Qiuping nodded nervously, and called out in a naive manner: "Cousin."

The honest look made Wang Ting and Liang Xiangmei laugh. After they laughed for a while, Wang Ting turned to Xiangmei and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go into the room and change clothes."

Wang Ting is not going to wear the clothes her father bought for her. They are easy to get dirty in rainy days and are not easy to wash.

"Go, go." Liang Xiangmei waved.

(End of this chapter)