Assassin Farmer

"What's wrong?" Lin Sizhen returned to the kitchen. Seeing Su Shui-yu seemed to be sorting out the food cabinet. The dinner table piled up several packs of snacks and sweets that he bought from the market a few days ago.

"Oh, Auntie, Tian Hao said that at noon, let us go to her house to eat, have a Mid-Autumn Festival together, and would like to thank you for accepting Dabao as a disciple." Su Shui sees Lin Shizhen, smiles and explains: "I want to If we don't go, she will definitely come back to invite, just pick some pastries and fruit, and take them with them. The two together are also busy."

Lin Si picked up her eyebrows and stared at her for a while, not saying good or bad. She just turned to the sink and took the basin out of the kitchen.

"Auntie?" Su Shuiyu was puzzled. He put down the snacks in his hand and took out the kitchen with Lin Si. He watched him clean the dishes, swallowed the swallow, and walked to him. Dao: "Auntie, are you not willing to go? If you don't want to go, then we won't go. Let Dabao bring some pastries and fruit to go."

& No & Wrong & Novel {www}.{}.{com} "No." Lin Siyu shook his head and simply returned to her.

"That..." Su Shui blinked and didn't understand what he meant. Seeing the sleeves he rolled up seemed to slip down to the surface of the water and quickly rolled up for him.

Lin Si's hand washing the dishes paused, and then he said lowly: "You promised to accompany me through the Mid-Autumn Festival." With a sense of dependence that has never been seen before. His truthful accusation of her speech is not a word.

She took the initiative to promise him, to accompany him through the Mid-Autumn Festival, the future Mid-Autumn Festival will also be together every year. He just hoped that his first Mid-Autumn Festival was quiet with no one else. Don't want to be with other people who are not related. Even if she was there, it made him uncomfortable.

"Hey? I didn't say I won't accompany you." Su Shui-yu realized that he had just turned around and ignored her.

"The real Mid-Autumn Festival is in the evening, under the moon, enjoy the Gui to drink. Hey, I have bought even the sweet-scented osmanthus. But the sweet-scented osmanthus here is not as good as... fragrant, next time we brew some of our own tastes?"

Yesterday, she specially brought the labor to the city to bring herself a small jar of sweet-scented osmanthus. When Yulin’s priest was busy in the front yard, he couldn’t help but secretly opened a little seal and smelled it. It is indeed the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus, but it is far less than the local sweet-scented osmanthus that was tasted in the Sujia compound. Just thinking about when to learn the winemaking steps in the book, I also come to brew some wine and wine.

She saved his sleeves and dried the cleaned dishes in the bamboo basket under the grape racks. After drying, they were re-sold into the kitchen cupboard, which saved moldy bacteria.

Seeing that Lin Sizhen still has some troubles, he touched his arm with a funny smile. This man will actually have a time to go.

"What's the matter? Or don't you want to go? Well, then don't go. What do we eat at noon?" She gently shook his arm, with a petite look, let the newly-returned Linsi squatting suddenly tight.

"You said..." He whispered quietly. "I have a Mid-Autumn Festival in the evening. Are you ready to drink osmanthus with me?" He is still relishing what she just said. Some people can't believe what she said to drink with him on the moon. Her drink is so bad. Isn't it afraid that the three cups will fall down?

Oh, this is not the point. The key point is when did she buy the sweet-scented osmanthus? The death didn't even know him.

"Yes, there are special mooncakes that have been bought for the holidays, and the dumplings that we wrapped up yesterday. They are all prepared for the evening." Su Shui looked at him with a smile.

Lin Sizhen turned his head uncomfortably, and the blush that had just climbed his face was vainly distracted by his luck.

"Auntie?" Su Shui glared at his clothes, and he felt a little funny. The man was actually shy. Although the blush on her face was not obvious and she immediately subsided, she was sure that he was just shy.

"I went to see Dabao." Lin Siwei found an excuse and went to the South Hospital.

"That's noon..." She sighed and asked.

"With you." Far from him, he still has some awkward answers. The smile that endured the bottom of my eyes finally turned into a "squeaky" sound, and it was crisply covered in the sun.

It turned out that he is such a lovely person. Su Shuiyan looked far away from Lin Shizhen, who was in charge of the Dabao River in the south courtyard. The smile on his face has not been retired.

............

"Come and come, brothers, and then full. The hacker doesn't say much, Dabao handed it to you, and he was relieved." Tian Dafu, who was full of flushes, pulled Lin Sizhen and put together his hard-working old man.

"He said, you are doing awkwardness, what to do, come, aunt, leeches, taste the chickens raised by your own family, although it is still less than a year, but the tender chicken has the taste of tender chicken, try it. Tian Hao enthusiastically clipped two chicken legs and placed them in front of the dishes of Sushui and Lin Siwei, indicating that they both tasted.

"Mother..." Tian Dabao looked at the chicken legs and was distressed, but still resisted swallowing and said to Lin Shizhen: "Master, teacher, hurry to eat chicken legs, my chicken stewed chicken is delicious. Hurry and eat." After eating well, let him die. He has been feeding chickens for half a year. He couldn’t eat half of them. It’s his exclusive right to lick a chicken leg. But now... oh, can't think about it, can't think about it, the chicken leg is given to the master teacher, he should be happy. How can I be so careful? The master still has to teach his high-powered martial arts.

Su Shuiyan looked at Dabao’s throat and looked like a slobber. He felt so funny. He just wanted to clip the chicken leg that Tian Hao gave him to his bowl, but Lin Shizhen pressed the chopsticks. Eat." He clipped his piece and handed it to the big treasure bowl.

"How is this so interesting... Dabao..." Tian Hao eagerly wants to clip back, but sees that Dabao can't help but take a sip, and scornfully scorns.

"Hey? This chicken leg is in my bowl when I am?" Tian Dabao heard that his old lady was low-lying, only to return to God, and found that there was a chicken leg in his bowl, and he was taken a sip. He looked up and looked at the opposite side. The chicken legs in the finished chef's bowl were actually smashed by myself? Hey... I grabbed it when I was.

"Nothing. Let him eat. Long body." Lin Siyu said a faint sentence, pressing the anger that Tian Hao wanted to break out. The stinky boy, who is also a teacher, is also a teacher. He does not know how to respect the master. He is also a master of the chicken legs. He is almost a 13-year-old half-sized man. The things he has done are so shameful. Oh, pretty wife, it’s hard, it’s not difficult, it’s impossible.

"Master..." Tian Dabao weakly called Lin Shiyi, and his eyes flashed a glimmer of crystal. Then his head was almost buried in the rice bowl, picking up chicken legs and picking up rice. Big Brother Lin... Master... I know that you are a good man with a cold heart. You can rest assured, I will listen to you, learn Wu, and be like you in the future. Hey... what does the master do?娶美娇娘?

If Lin Sizhen knows the voice of Tian Dabao, he will definitely fall from the chair to the ground. Cold and hot? Say him? The former gold medal killer of Feng Yaoge? That is to insult him. It’s just that the apprentice who doesn’t want to accept it delays his planned plan in the future training because of his physical strength.

"Water sister, Dabao called your sister, can I call your sister?" Tian Niu ate half, suddenly remembered this generation of problems, could not help but want to laugh. In other words, if you call yourself a sister, Dabao is called a teacher, and Dabao is not calling for his own generation? However, Sister Shui also called her mother is awkward, oh, so confused.

"噗嗤", the lively Tian Niu finally couldn’t help but laugh.

"Niu... what do you say about this kid?" Tian Hao stunned, only to understand what his daughter was saying, and it was a bit funny to think about it.

Su Shui-yu looked at Lin Shizhen, who was sitting on the side, and his eyebrows bent. Yes, this man is only in his early twenties. At the specific age, neither of them actually asked each other.

Fortunately, not in Suzhou, the Republic of China, not only need to know the five elements of the two sides before marriage, but also to publish detailed wedding news on the "sense", including name, gender, age, several witnesses, basic family conditions ... in short, never It’s such a mess now.

Thinking of this, Su Shui-tung couldn't help but also screamed and smiled, and provoked a thoughtful look at Lin Sizhen. Busy convergence smiles are sitting in danger. She seems to be getting more and more afraid of him.

............

"Auntie, how old are you?" On the way back from Tian Jia's home, the two walked slowly on the empty village road, kneeling in the afternoon of autumn. Su Shui licked his lips and asked embarrassedly.

Lin Siyu cast a strange look on her, mixed with a soft, soft voice saying: "Isn't you told me that marriage?"

"Hey?" Is there? Su Shui blinked and thought back to the eighth day of August. However, she allowed her to show the scene of the day from beginning to end, and I couldn’t remember when he told him about his age.

"Can't think of it?" Lin Sijun bent his lips and put it in her ear, whispering: "When I am on you..."

"Yeah--" she exclaimed, screaming at the blush of her cheeks, rushing to grab his lips and sneak around, but fortunately at half past noon, most of the villagers had lunch at home. On the entire village road, she and Lin Shizhen were the only ones.

I was relieved, and I let go of my hand. I was about to take it back, but I was pulled by Lin Sizhen. He was wrapped in his big hand, pulling her slowly to the home of the southwest.

"Auntie..." is too bold, right? Su Shui-hsuan flashed the relevant picture of "Baitianhuai", shy his neck and earned a big hand without breaking him.

"Don't move." Lin Siyi was low and drank. I stared at the house in the distance, the white wall, the black tile, the red column, the house of the two of them. Suddenly, I was in a good mood. "I have three or three in the beginning of this year, and ten in early October. What about you?"

"I... I... fifteen... birthday... the first day of March..." Fifteen is her jealousy, and her birthday is the one she used to be.

"What are you doing so nervously?" Lin Siwei took her and looked at her with a low head. "Water, I said, we are married."

"I know." She nodded quickly. Of course she knows. She still remembers her mother's dreams in her dreams: to be intimate with each other, not like her and her father, alienation is not like a husband and wife.