Daining held his chin and watched Zhao Anan grind the corn.

Zhao Anan asked shyly: "Miss, do you want to give it a try?"

Denning said: "Okay."

She felt that the soles could still be used like this? Daining grinded a few times as Zhao Anan's appearance, and the corn rolled on the soles without obedience, basically no few felled.

Zhao Ping lowered his head and laughed secretly, the young lady was so magical.

Zhao Anan said: "It's not like this. Miss. My brother said that you can't be so tired. You have to do this."

With the guidance of the children, Dianning finished grinding half of the corn.

Daining's foot was injured and she couldn't run out to play. She thought it was quite interesting to play with corn.

She occupied Zhao Anan's position, but after only one and a half years of hard work, she began to lose interest and gradually became lazy.

Her hands hurt so much.

Daining blew his palms: "I'm not here anymore, Zhao Anan, you can do it yourself."

"oh."

Zhao Yu looked over and found that the young lady's tender palm was red. He had expected this situation. Even the six-year-old Zhao Anan had dry and rough hands, only Ji Daining's hands, which were white and tender.

Daining sat down next to him and asked him: "Zhao Yu, have you not visited Du Tian's mother recently?"

Zhao Yu lowered his eyes: "What am I going to do? Du Tian takes care of her in the hospital."

She was happy: "Then take me up the mountain to play, I haven't been to the mountain yet?"

It was midsummer when Daining came to Xinghua Village. She didn't want to go out because the weather was hot. As the weather became colder today, it was especially suitable for travel.

Zhao Yu glanced at her foot sticking to a cartoon band-aid: "You have a foot injury, don't think about running around. Besides, you saw it too. I'm busy and I don't have time to make trouble with you."

Dianning was rejected, and she knew that this man would not get in.

Just as he was about to cheat, Zhao Anan next to him suddenly said, "Second brother, there is a corn worm there."

"where?"

"It's on the ground."

The place where Zhao An'an's finger is not far from Dianning.

Daining turned around and saw the worms squirming on the ground, her face changed drastically. Her stomach rolled and she retreated with the stool.

Zhao Ping habitually brought a bottle to catch insects.

Rural children are not afraid of these. For the chickens at home, they are nutritious food.

There were already about a dozen insects in the bottle. In that scene, Daining only glanced at it and felt uncomfortable everywhere.

A sigh came from behind, and Zhao Yu wiped his hands clean and covered her eyes.

Daining couldn't see anything, so naturally she couldn't see the stupid boy and two siblings catching insects.

Zhao Yu beat Heng and picked up Daining and took her out.

He sent Daining back to the room and put it on the bed. The lady's eyes were wet and she looked at him with grievance.

Zhao Yu said: "Don't run around, stay in your own room. An An and Zhao Ping did not do it on purpose, they didn't know that you were afraid of insects."

She buried her cheeks in the soft quilt, but this time she didn't act coquettishly or complained. She suddenly became so few dramas, and it was really disgusting.

Zhao Yu remembered what she said she was leaving soon. After a while, he said, "I will make a swing for you tonight and accompany you up the mountain in a few days."

After he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and continued to work with Zhao Ping and the others next door.

Zhao Yu had been away for a long time, and Qingtuan rolled his eyes and said, "He is really leaving, stop pretending."

A smiling face appeared under the quilt.

The Qingtuan felt that the male protagonist was really miserable, and he was actually tricked by such a bad woman.

Daining was afraid of insects, but the little witch was so sturdy that as long as she couldn't see it, the insect was not next to her, and she could soon jump around.

Daining took out her cell phone to play. She lay on the bed, swaying her calves and sighed: "Zhao Ping is so disgusting."

He actually caught the insects with his hands.

Qingtuan's heart is extremely vicissitudes.

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Zhao Yu packed up the peeled corn and did not continue at night. He took out the saws and planes that he had not used for a long time, as well as the chisels needed for solid wood mortise and tenon, and started carpentry work.

His hands were very clever, and the wood chips flew everywhere, and soon the wood became smooth and flat.

Zhao Yu polished the small thorns around the wood that were not very flat several times and began to drill holes and tie ropes.

Zhao Ping walked out and urged him, "Brother, it's time to go to bed."

"You go first, I'll be fine soon."

Zhao Yu was busy lit the lights alone until very late.

Dianning was in the room, occasionally looking at the figure of the man in the yard through the window. She figured out something, and her expression was a bit subtle.

People who are attracted to the first ones will inevitably look a little stupid.

Luo is Zhao Yu, who has always been calm and composed, and something has changed quietly.

Daining bent her eyes, it was really interesting. She had obviously not started doing anything.

Daining didn't care about Zhao Yu, and at the time, she went to bed by herself.

The next day, Daining got up and found a wooden swing hanging down under the old walnut tree in the yard.

It is made exquisitely and beautifully, swinging gently with the morning breeze.

Denning was very happy.

She found the cushions and silk, and before the Zhaoyu family started a busy day, she shouted crisply: "Zhaoyu!"

Zhao Yu came to see her, and she put the cushion and purple silk in his hands.

"The mat is tied to the swing, and the silk must be wrapped around the rope, otherwise the hand will hurt."

He didn't say much, he did all the swings, and didn't care about spending more time, and wrapped the silk around as she said.

The young lady was used to enjoying it, and the wooden swing became beautiful and soft in a blink of an eye. When she sat on it, her skirt bloomed layer by layer like flowers, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

Zhao Anan looked at it with a little envious look in his eyes. The little girl was used to being sensible and didn't make any noise.

Zhao Yu whispered to the younger sister: "The eldest lady will leave soon, and the eldest brother will let you play on the swing."

Zhao Ping sighed like an adult, shook his head. In the past, the walnut tree was so precious to the family, but I didn’t expect that it is just a carrier of entertainment for the young lady.

Two more days later, the wind was filled with autumn, and Daining's foot injury was almost healed.
Chapter completed!