The protection of the last days

You can search for "The Protection of Doomsday Xiaoshigusou Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!The kitchen was almost busy, and the braised pork had to be simmered for a while. Lianyao quickly fryed a dozen egg and green onion pancakes with his hands and feet. Then he put on a long-sleeved shirt and a straw hat, ready to deliver to the workers Green bean paste.

Wei Lin naturally followed.No matter how strong Lian Yao was, he only had two hands, and there were too many things to take.

Kangkang also volunteered to help her sister. Lian Yao thought for a while and found a few clean towels for him to hold.

After the group was allocated, they were sure that they were all dressed up, and then they went out with their things.

Lian Yao walked easily with a tray with one large and one small bowl of mung bean paste and a plate of egg pancakes.Wei Lin blushed and followed behind with a small pot.Fortunately, the brim of the straw hat is wide enough to cover most of the face, making it invisible for a while.

The first one to pass was the rice field under the name of Lian Yao.Lian Yao did not go down, found a shade place to put things down, and stood on the side of the road and shouted at the field: "Brother, Abao, come and rest."

Wu Qingfeng and Lin Bao came up from the field sweating profusely. The smell of sweat was steamed by the sun. Several people quickly covered their noses and stepped back, even Xiaohu refused to lean over.

Now Lin Bao doesn’t pay attention to anything. He just lay down on the ground, took off his straw hat and fanned it hard, and complained while fanning: "This damn weather is so unpleasant. I admire our farmer uncles from the bottom of my heart. It’s so hard. I swear that I will never waste food again."

Wu Qingfeng took the new towel that Lian Yao handed over his head, wiped it hard, and avoided the hand of Lian Yao, and threw the towel that had been soaked on his body directly on the ground: "Put it there. I will take it away when I go back."

Lian Yao was not hypocritical either, the towel was too sweaty, and it was generally unacceptable.Besides, she is going to deliver mung bean paste, with a towel that smells like this, and others might not have an appetite.

He uncovered the covered gauze, poured out two bowls of mung bean paste, and divided two cakes for Wei Lin to bring to Lin Bao, and handed them to Wu Qingfeng.

Wei Lin unceremoniously stuffed the bowl into Lin Bao's hand: "Let's eat, lest you get heatstroke for a while, and your master will waste energy to drag you back."

Lin Bao poured half a bowl of mung bean paste into his stomach, then folded the cake again, then opened his mouth and took a big bite. When the cake was down, he let out a sigh of relief and was willing to fight back: " It’s pure worry, let’s take care of yourself first. Just take care of your small body, but keep it steady, don’t sprinkle the mung bean paste that my little sister has worked so hard. Or you just sit here and rest, I Little sister-in-law is enough. If you faint on the road, you can't let her hold you back, right? Even if my little sister-in-law doesn't mind, can you be embarrassed?"

Wei Lin was choked and rolled his eyes.But Meicheng is like him, even if he rolls his eyes, he feels cute.Lin Bao curled his lips and concentrated on drinking his green bean paste, resolutely not admitting that he was too jealous.

Without quarreling with Lin Bao, Wei Lin's eyes were attracted by Wu Qingfeng.All the clothes are wet, and they will inevitably stick to the body.The clothes are thin, and the contours of the muscles on the body are faintly revealed.Seeing the eight-pack abdominal muscles with distinct lines, Wei Lin swallowed hard.I imagined that one day I could also develop such a tight muscle with smooth lines and not abrupt, and happily get rid of such titles as a white face and a weak chicken.

Kangkang next to him was fun, and he ran to the field with the little tiger, learning what Wu Qingfeng did before, picking up the bundled rice and dragging it onto the cart on the side of the road.

Because he was short, he couldn't see the road when he hugged him, so Kang Kang had to grab the front and drag him on the ground.After walking a few steps, I found that I couldn't move. Looking back, Xiaohu was biting the other end and pushing in the opposite direction, making Kang Kang very angry.

"Stupid little tiger, you have to be like me. Go here. You're stupid!"

Xiaohu didn't know if he didn't understand, or deliberately made trouble with him, anyway, the end result was that the bundle of rice was sprinkled in the field like a celestial flower.Wen Bi Zhai Novel www.wbzxs.com

Lian Yao saw that they were having fun and didn't bother to bother. She brought a tray by herself and prepared to continue to deliver green bean paste.

Wei Lin quickly got up to help her share the burden. Before he could stretch out his hand, Lin Bao said from behind: "Xiao Linzi, you are weak because you are weak. You are still a man anyway. Remember to protect my little sister, don’t Let her protect you in turn."

Wei Lin glanced back at him, snatched the small basin on the tray angrily, and rushed forward without looking back.Lian Yao gave Lin Bao a little helplessly. Why did this guy love to fight Wei Lin so much.

Fortunately, Wei Lin was self-aware and didn't try to grab the big pot.Otherwise, he will be forced to stop after taking two steps, and it will lose face.

Seventy to eighty meters down the road is the homestead Wu Qingfeng chose for herself.It's just on the edge of the back mountain.The house is built on the homestead, and the back mountain can make an acre of open space to build a greenhouse for growing vegetables.In this way, other people in the village will not have any objections because of the large area occupied by him.The back mountain was contracted, and Yaoyao would use it for whomever she was willing to use.

The foundation of the house is still being laid, the mixer is constantly turning, trucks and trucks of concrete are poured into the thick layer, and the workers joked that even if it is an eighth magnitude earthquake, don't even think about the cracks in the house.

Because half of the workers were assigned to the fat aunt's house to build a house, Lian Yao asked them to take out a clean basin and pour half from the big basin.Without staying much, we continued to walk down.

The fat aunt’s Tian was just across from her house, just across the road.Lian Yao first put the big basin on the construction site, and then went to the fat aunt's field with Wei Lin.

"Fat aunt, you guys take a break. I cooked mung bean paste, come and drink it."

Rice was piled high on the cart, Zhu Guozhong and Zhu Fangming were tying ropes.The family is building a house, so they have to be sent to the compound for threshing, then drying for a few days, and finally dermabrasion.After the skin is polished, the golden rice becomes the white-flowered rice that everyone usually sees.

The fat aunt was supported by Su Ya on the road, and by the way, picked up the rice ears that fell from the cart and threw them into the bamboo basket aside.

Lian Yao hurriedly stepped forward to help take off her straw hat and scarf, and wiped her sweat with a dry towel.

There was a flower on the fat aunt's red face, and she looked at Lian Yao's eyes with incomparable affection: "This is a hot day. Didn't you make herbal tea? What kind of green bean paste is also cooked. The kitchen is so hot, it's not easy."

Lian Yao helped her sit down in the shade, and Wei Lin had already poured out four bowls of mung bean paste with a wink.The fat aunt took it and said thank you, which made Wei Lin a little embarrassed.Although people who have been busy in the field for so long have no image at all, Wei Lin just feels that this sweat-stained smile is extremely cordial and pleasing to the eye, because it is true and full of warmth.Those smiles that looked like masks in Star City were shattered like phantoms, and they couldn't remember anymore.

Lian Yao squatted down to look at her legs while she was drinking green bean paste.Seeing that she had something wrong with her legs just now, she was worried about the recurrence of her old illness.

The fat aunt was almost choked by the mung bean paste and waved her hands again and again: "Hey, Yaoyao, this is no good. The fat aunt just came up from the field, her feet are dirty. Don't move, the fat aunt is fine."

Lian Yao refused to listen, stubbornly removed the muddy shoes from the fat aunt's feet, and rolled the leg pants to the knees, along the meridians of the feet, from the knees to the ankles.

"Hey, hey, don't, don't, don't move, whoops—"

Pressing on to the ankle, the fat aunt screamed and took a breath of pain.