Sweetheart,Come Back!

They are easy to cook and easy to cook. Three dishes and one soup will be served quickly.

An Yin habitually loaded Qin Jian with rice, and Qin Jian carried a piece of mushroom into an Yin bowl.

Looking at the dishes in the bowl, anyin's eyes are slightly hot.

They're like they haven't broken up.

"Eat it, I'm starving." Qin Jiandan road.

"Well." Anyin touches her job.

Qin Jian has not eaten an Yin cooked meal for a while. This meal is very comfortable.

After dinner, the sky suddenly black clouds rolling, the sky is very dark.

Qin Jian looked at the sky and frowned, "anyin, I'll ask aunt Shen to open a room for you. You stay here for one night. I'll go out and pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Where are you going?"

"Something happened."

"What's the matter?"

"An old man I know has a few acres of land to grow thumb watermelons. I don't know if the greenhouse has been built. If not, he'll be ruined as soon as the rain comes down. I'll go and have a look."

"I'll go with you."

"The road is not easy. Don't go."

"I'm not that delicate." Anyin held on to him. "I don't want to stay here."

Qin Jian hesitated for a moment, "OK."

****

ten miles from farmhouse.

A big thumb watermelon shed, the shed has been set up, but some have not come and put the plastic cloth on.

An old man of seven or eight years old and a boy of 11 or 12 years old tried his best to pull the plastic cloth, but he did things at a limited speed. Looking at the sky, his old eyes were filled with tears of despair.

The motorcycle stopped at the side of the road. Qin Jian got off the bus and rushed to the old man. An Yin quickly followed him.

When the old man saw Qin Jian, tears rolled out of his eyes, "Mr. Qin..."

"Grandfather Shen, there is no time. Hurry up. How much can be saved?"

"Ah Grandfather Shen sees an Yin following Qin Jian.

"Grandfather Shen." An Yin smiles at the old man.

The old man was stunned for a moment. How could he bring a delicate girl.

Qin Jian pointed to the shed not far away, "anyin, you go to the shed."

"I'll help you."

"No, go."

An Yin was afraid to say it, delayed Qin Jian's time, did not insist, turned away.

Qin Jian saw an Yin obedient walk away, relieved, "grandfather Shen, your grandfather and grandson side, I go to the other side."

"Good."

The old man was not polite and ran away with his grandson.

An Yin looks at Qin Jian's familiar figure, with a smile that he doesn't notice.

When Qin Jian starts to do things, he runs to the other side of the watermelon shed and learns to pull the plastic cloth on the watermelon shed.

The watermelon shed is taller than people. Qin Jian can't see anyin at the other end of the watermelon shed. He can only see a pair of women's small hands pounding with plastic cloth. When they probe into it, they frown, "how did you come?"

"To help you."

Qin Jian looked at her and laughed.

"Work." Anyin pulls the plastic cloth.

She didn't do farm work. She did it alone. It was difficult.

Qin Jian doesn't speak any more. He tugs at the other end and cooperates with an Yin to do it together. It's much faster.

A few thunders rolled by and the rain poured down.

In the blink of an eye, their clothes were wet.

After a while, anyin was tired of backache and gnawing teeth.

For a woman who had never done farm work, it was too hard.

The plastic cloth in the hand became as heavy as a kilogram and could hardly be pulled.

More and more rain, rain paste eyes, the rest of the watermelon shed is not covered, seedlings will be rain down.