Chapter 1059 I will marry you (7)

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  The little girl closed her umbrella and looked at him for a while,

  Finally, softly,

   "Song Zhao, there is water in the kettle, remember to drink it when you are thirsty~"

  The little girl in the white skirt is still patient and gentle.

  The black and sturdy man still moves without responding.

  Fu Sheng sighed and turned to leave.

  【Ding Dong——】

  【System refresh...】

  【Fragment recognition: +5%】

  【Total recognition: 10%】

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  After the white figure of Tanabe left,

   Song Zhao put down his hoe.

  He calmly looked at the kettle next to him and the things wrapped in oil paper, and pulled the corners of his mouth without a smile.

  Even if the lips are very dry, there is no intention to go over and drink water at all.

  Watched for a while,

  He waved his **** vigorously again and continued to **** the ground.

  【Ding Dong——】

  【System refresh...】

  【Fragment recognition: +1%】

  【Total recognition: 11%】

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When   Fu Sheng returned to the door of his house, the bricks on the ground were still there, but Liu Dian was no longer there.

  She picked up the brick, thought about it, and took it back.

  In the future, as long as the man harassed her once, she will shoot once.

  See if he dare to come.

  Back home, put the umbrella, Fu Sheng entered the house, and began to look through his small treasury.

  Her big baby looks a little poor,

  There are patches on the pants, and there is no pair of shoes.

so,

  She wants to earn money to support him.

  The little girl is full of fighting spirit.

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evening,

  On the wide fields,

  The men in Ueda all day, carrying things, went home one after another.

  They were shirtless, talking about their parents. Although they were tired, they had a fulfilling life.

soon,

  There are not many people left in the field.

  The most remote field,

  Song Zhao was silent, hoeing all three acres of land, dull like a log.

  His lips are very dry, and the skin is a little cracked,

   Aside, the water and the meat buns still haven't moved much, let them lie on the ground.

  Until the sun is about to set,

  The sky is already dark,

  He was alone and stopped.

   "Wow--"

far away,

  A vicious **** dog ran over,

  It’s dark, its limbs are strong,

   grinned, his face was fierce.

  Song Zhao saw it, his eyes were calmer.

  The **** dog ran up to him, sat down obediently, and looked at him with his head raised.

  Song Zhao patted its head, lifted the **** and left.

  When coming up from the field,

   His muddy feet suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the kettle and buns aside.

   Faintly, can't tell what emotion it is.

  The **** dog followed him and looked over.

  It immediately ran over cleverly, trying to help him come over.

In no mood,

  Its sensitive nose smelled another smell,

   is very unfamiliar and very light.

  The **** dog "Wow", hesitated.

  It spins around the kettle and seems to be considering whether to take it away.

  Song Zhao watched calmly.

finally,

  He came over.

  The kettle is heavy and the water inside is full.

  The oily paper has also been cold on the outside, and there is still a faint smell of meat inside.

  The man stared for a while,

  The rough hand squeezed the kettle slightly, her black eyes faint.

  He raised his eyes, looked around,

  There is no one in the field, only him.

On the muddy ground next to   , there are the footprints of a few embroidered shoes,

  The man lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly for a while,

  The **** dog also smelled the smell of meat.

  It sat down and looked up at him, very quiet.

  It is extremely humane, it probably understands something,

   quickly lowered his head, consciously picked it up for him, and handed it to him.

  (End of this chapter)