She looked at his tall back, steady pace, and the calm atmosphere of the gestures. This is not a man of the mountain. She is suddenly curious. What kind of person is Hu Feng before amnesia?

Waiting for her to return to God, Hu Feng has gone far, she hastened to squat with the pheasant trot.

She looked at the sun in the sky and concluded that it was about a noon now, that is, the time when it was said in ancient times.

At this time, the sun is the most poisonous. The people who work in the fields are basically invisible. Some people go home for lunch and rest. Some people find a place with a shade of trees to rest their feet and wait for the heat wave to disperse and start again. Working hard, so as not to get sick, but not worth the candle.

Hu Feng led the white pheasant to the land of his home. The vegetable field and the field of green wheat were not in one place. The vegetable field was at the foot of the tiger slope. There were trees and grass everywhere. It was cooler than the fields, and there were many shades. For a cool break, it is no wonder that those in the white family like to live in the dry land.

They saw peek at Hu Changlin's sweating and turning over the ground. Zhao Lan followed him behind him to help him break the soil. Although he was left-handed, he was still very capable to work and really helped Hu Changlin.

The white rushed three steps and rushed forward in two steps: "Mother - we are here."

Zhao Lan stopped her life and turned to see her daughter running towards her. The red face of the face was red, and the bruises on the face became more and more obvious. There was still a dying pheasant in her hand.

"Slow down, don't fall." She smiled and put down the farm implement, took her daughter's hand and pulled her into the shade of a tree. "You are resting here, we still have some living. When you are done, you will go back when you are done."

Bai Yan pulled her: "Don't, mother, you will have a break, I will do it." She put the pheasant in her hand into Zhao Lan's arms, and turned her body to go to the ground. She just saw Zhao Lan's work. However, it is not difficult to divide large pieces of soil into small pieces with agricultural implements to facilitate planting.

At this time, Hu Feng had unloaded the back and the bag that had been smashed, and put a brain under the tree. He saw the white scorpion going to the ground, and followed the past, grabbing the farm tools in the hands of the white pheasant: I come."

He was very energetic, took the farm tools in one hand, grabbed the white arm in one hand, and pulled her to the side.

Hu Bo on the side saw it and smiled and said: "The girl is tired too. Let's go to the tree and rest with you. This is what I am doing with Hu Feng, very fast."

Bai Hao was still hurt, and indeed could not do any heavy work. Hu Bo said this, she did not say anything more, just smiled and said: "That line, then I am going to eat, I will do it for you." ”

Hu Boben wanted to ask her where to eat anything. It can be seen that she has been happily going to the tree, and she no longer asks more. She thought that Hu Feng would dig sweet potatoes on the mountain, but I don’t know in this wilderness. What is she going to do?

Hu Bo and Hu Feng worked hard, and the white cockroach pulled out the thick and long poisonous snake from the bag.

I almost didn't scare Zhao Lan out.

See Zhao Lanbai's face jumped to the side, the white snake in his hand swayed, smiled and said: "A dead snake, you scare you."

Zhao Lan saw that the snake was indeed dead, and this was relieved, but he still couldn’t dare to approach, pointing to the serpent in the hands of Bai Yu: "Fast, throw it."

Bai Hao shook his head: "That can't be done, let's eat it today's lunch, and throw it away."

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