The moment he said this, the little boy had already cleaned the board, and then turned to Shu Cheng and said: "I have nothing here, you just live here."

  Shu Cheng glanced at the wooden board and frowned, but then thought that he had already come out, and he had come to experience it, so he still had to eat such a bit of suffering.

   "I don't have any rules here, you can just stay here, but since you are here, you must take turns cooking outside." Dai drill raised an eyebrow at Shu Cheng and said.

   "Hmm." Shu Cheng nodded lightly, "Are you a kid who can cook?"

"Do you dare to underestimate me? My parents have not come back for several years. Since my grandma passed away. I have learned to cook! Don't think you are older than me, I think your cooking skills may be inferior to me!" On behalf of the drill, he looked like a young man and said to Shu Cheng.

  Shu Cheng spread out his hands and saw that he was so young that he had experienced so many things.

  But in this way, the two people live together.

  Shu Cheng squeezed on that small wooden board, day after day.

  Slowly, it became familiar with the people in the village.

  Shu Cheng followed them, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

  She began to recognize the world again. From the bottom of life, the life of ordinary people was like this. There was no systematic help or protection of rich knowledge. These people lived like this.

  Slowly, Shu Cheng began to feel that, in fact, it is not a system, the daily sun also rises, and daily life continues without much change.

  As the days passed, those squeeze in my heart seemed to unravel little by little.

  Shu Cheng and Daizuan sat on the path in the field, watching the golden wheat rendered by the sunset drifting slowly with the wind.

   Their eyes are all facing the distance.

  "I'm sitting next to the tall grain pile...Listening to my mother telling the story of my childhood..." Dai Zhuan couldn't help humming a song.

  The singing is floating on this vast field, and it can't be dissipated for a long time.

  Sound and crisp, pure and pure, just like the sound of nature from afar.

  Shu Cheng couldn’t help but look sideways, looking at the serious side face of Daizuan: "You can still sing?"

Drilling on behalf of Shu Cheng did not answer Shu Cheng’s words, but sang to himself. After he finished singing the song, he turned his head and said to Shu Cheng triumphantly: "Hey, Brother Shu Cheng, you don’t understand too much. Let me go, somehow we have slept together for so long. You didn't even know that I could sing???"

  "Should I know?" Shu Cheng asked back, too.

  Daily drill is so excited: "Of course I should know! People in our village, all like to hear me sing!"

   "Hmm, this way." Shu Cheng nodded thoughtfully, "Actually, I sing very well."

   "Huh, bragging! I haven't heard you sing!" Dai drill raised his eyebrows, with a look of disbelief, thinking that Shu Cheng was bragging.

   "Do I need to lie to you such a little kid?" Shu Cheng shook his head, in a very helpless tone.

   "Then you sing a song for me to listen to."

  'S words on behalf of the drill suddenly stimulated Shu Cheng's **** level, and Shu Cheng was silent.

  She opened her mouth, trying to sing something, but she couldn't sing a word, the depression in her heart was still there.

Although it is not as serious as before, Shu Cheng still does not have the courage to recreate and sing again.