It rained all day and all night.

The yard is paved with blue bricks and stretches beyond the fenced yard.

She didn't know if she had eaten too much candied haws, so Shen Yang sent the medicine in again, and Xie Yanchuan drank it obediently.

The wind picked up at night.

The hole in Shenyang's roof created a small puddle on the ground.

She found a wooden basin from outside, and the sound of dripping water made her unable to sleep.

New kerosene was added to the kerosene lamp, and Shen Yang sat on the stool, with the needlework in his hand flying up and down.

The fabrics of different colors quickly turned into square cushions in her hands, stuffed with cotton, making them bulging.

It was already midnight when all six cushions were finished.

Shen Yang put away his things, stretched, and looked out the window. The lights in the Shen brothers' house had long been turned off.

The sky is dotted with stars.

Starting tomorrow, everyone will be busy with life again.

Early on the second day.

Shen Qin and the others were afraid that it would rain too much and the water in the ground would not be drained out, so they went out early with their shovels.

Shen Sui made breakfast for his younger brothers and sisters and also went to help.

It was already morning when Shen Yang got up, and Shen Tang was chopping firewood in the yard with an ax in his hand.

When he saw Shen Yang coming out, he pursed his lips toward his room, "I'm not awake yet."

Thanks to Yanchuan.

This man was really capable of sleeping. He let out a deep sigh and looked inside at the sunlight.

The smell of blood in the room is much less. I think the herbal medicine given by Shen Qin yesterday was of some use.

She planned to go to the bamboo forest today to completely install the tables and chairs and see what else needed to be adjusted.

I don’t know if it’s easy to walk on Guan Road. I’ll wait until the road is dry before going to the city.

After talking to Shen Tang, he wanted to leave with Shen Yang, but there was still a sick person at home, and he was afraid that Xie Yanchuan would not be able to find him when he woke up.

Shen Tang groaned, and Shen Yang brought out the Tanghulu Dafa, and then he agreed.

The air is fresh after the rain.

The green bamboo forest looked clean after being washed. Before Shen Yang went in, he saw Er Gouzi, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, sitting outside the bamboo forest doing nothing.

Er Gouzi's father was a barefoot doctor in the village. He executed an old lady from the same village many years ago. Since then, his family's reputation in the village has not been good.

Many little kids were unwilling to play with him. After Shen Yang walked through, he took the initiative to talk to Er Gouzi.

Since then, Ergouzi has regarded Shen Yang as his best friend.

Ergou is a nickname, and his real name is Cheng Yu.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Cheng Yu raised his head, and his originally mournful expression suddenly changed to "Rang Yang."

The puddles on the ground rippled.

Shen Yang sat on a wooden pillar not far from Cheng Yu. He took out two pieces of dried sweet potatoes from his bag and gave one to him, "What have you been doing these days?"

There was a quarrel with the ex-wa's family that day, and Cheng Yu helped to find fruit, but there has been no movement since then.

He wore new clothes today, blue cotton with no patterns on them. He rubbed his nose when he heard this, "I came here to tell you this today, Yangyang, I can't let you off the hook anymore."

Shen Yang had dried sweet potatoes in his mouth and murmured in confusion.

"My mother asked me to go to school, saying that I can take the top prize in the future."

He gnashed his teeth and chatted happily, and he also prepared new clothes for school.

Shen Yang's hand movements paused. In ancient times, enlightenment was generally very late. In addition, she had no children before and had no idea of ​​going to school.

Cheng Yu was thinking about this after he spoke.

He has reached school age, so what about his brothers at home?

Shen Qin may have come across before that no matter what era, children from poor families want to get ahead.

Going to school is the best way out.

There was no extra money at home at the moment, so Shen Yang stepped forward and straightened Zheng Chengyu's collar, smiling gently.

"It's good to go to school. When you get to school, you should study hard and make more friends."

The little girl is not as tall as Cheng Yu, but in Cheng Yu's mind, Shen Yang is like a close elder sister.

He nodded heavily, "Yeah! Yangyang, when will you go to school? How about we go to school together?"

Shen Yang: ...I advise you to withdraw.

Shen Yang did not answer this question.

When Cheng Yu left the bamboo forest, she sighed softly.

He doesn't say it, but if there is a chance, the few little niggas in the family still have to be sent to school. Even if they can read and write, they can still make a living in the future.

Tables and chairs are placed in a hut in the woods.

Shen Yang spent a lot of effort to move the things out. The seat cushions of the same color were measured in advance and placed in the card slot just right.

Iron nails are hard to buy these days, so Shen Yang grinds all the wedges by hand.

The trouble is a bit troublesome, so Shen Yang decided to add a little more for the crafting fee, but not too much!

The bamboo forest is remote.

No one comes all year round.

Shen Yang jingled all morning, and the tables and chairs with cushions immediately felt better.

The auspicious clouds are smooth, the carving process is just right, and the cushions are outlined with silk threads, so it is simple but with a little thought.

The whole set of craftsmanship is too big, so Shen Yang used a clever knob on the bottom of the table to avoid loading it into a car.

After pressing it, the table legs can be folded directly behind the table like petals, which is beautiful and convenient.

Shen Yang manually adjusted the details that had not been modified before. In the middle of the huge open space, there are green mountains and green waters in the distance.

French style is originally synonymous with romance and retro.

There is no need for any filter. If there is a flower arrangement on the table, it will be a work of art in the picture.

The little girl quietly admired it for a while, waiting until the sun went down.

She had eaten a few dried sweet potatoes at noon and was very hungry now, so she simply packed up and hurried back.

The small yard at home is not dry yet.

There are muddy footprints faintly visible on the blue bricks.

She had just put down the carpenter's tools when Shen Tang hurried over, "Yangyang, he's awake."

Xie Yanchuan woke up.

Shen Yang followed Shen Tang to the next room, but Shen Qin and the others hadn't come back yet.

The young man opened his eyes and leaned against the wall behind him, his bangs hanging down covering half of his face, and his whole person exuded a lonely and quiet look.

Shen Tang lowered his voice, as if he were a thief, "It's been like this since I woke up. If you don't talk, I don't dare to disturb him."

Shen Yang didn't know what happened to Xie Yanchuan before.

She looked normal and walked in. "You're awake. Do you still feel pain?"

The little girl's voice was soft and waxy. Xie Yanchuan broke out of his deep thoughts and looked at Shen Yang in front of him for a moment.

His voice was hoarse, maybe because he slept too much.

"You are a girl from the Shen family."

This sentence is affirmative, maybe someone has been asked before.

Shen Yang poured a glass of warm water from the side and handed it over, nodding calmly.

"This is Taohua Village. You have slept for two days and one night. My name is Shen Yang."

The tone is calm and the attitude is indifferent.

Xie Yanchuan took the warm water and rubbed the lines on it with his fingers, "Thank you Yanchuan."

Shen Tang stood at the door, turning his head to look at this and that. The young man smacked his lips, suddenly feeling that he was in a bit of a way.
Chapter completed!