Chapter 2： Pick up a beautiful boy and hug it home (1/2)

On the third day of ancient times, Chu Qingyan only knew what was on the paper, and he knew it would be done.

It is good to have ideas, but it is difficult to put them into action.

What hybrid rice, the king of desserts, the father of architecture, daydream!

I thought it was easy to rely on my hands to get rich, but looking at my hands that could not help the chickens due to chronic malnutrition, Chu Qingyan felt very frustrated.

Without conditions and money, filling your stomach is still a problem.

Chu Qingyan rubbed his belly, and seemed to be hungry again. The family could not open the pot, and it was good to be able to drink a few bowls of rice porridge every day. The family is surrounded by poverty, and the poverty is beyond her imagination.

Just as Chu Qing Yan sighed, a dirty **** appeared in front of her. She froze and looked up along the hoe, only to see her father, smiling brightly, looking at her flatteringly.

”Dad, where did this come from?” Chu Qingyan was subconscious, and it wouldn't be Daddy's grabbing another thing!

You can't blame Chu Qingyan to think so, for the past three days, she has been behind the dad every day to clean up the mess, either hit the hanger of the Western family or chased the dog of the Eastern family. Unfortunately, she had to sway around the village before she was hurt , Always be beside Dad, otherwise the mother wo n’t pay enough for the money.

Chu Chu smiled, ”Aunt Guo gave it.”

He wouldn't tell Caicai, this is what he asked for in the kitchen, otherwise Caicai would be angry!

Chu Qingyan looked at the **** that had rolled on the ground several times, and there was a heat flow in his heart, and he looked up and asked, ”Did that dad eat it?”

”I ate one.” Chu's father looked at her, swallowed, and buzzed his mouth.

At first glance, Chu Qingyan knew that Dad was not willing to eat it for her. She took it with tears, and then chopped the bun in half. ”Daddy, give it.”

Chu Chu took it with joy, and bit it down with a big mouth.

Seeing this, Chu Qingyan also took a bite, no matter how dirty the bun was, he felt the slightest sweetness in his mouth.

Seeing the truth in distress, her father, whether modern or stupid at this time, has never forgotten to care for her.

After sharing the steamed bun, I had some strength on my body, so Chu Qingyan patted the dust on his body, and then said to his father, ”Mother, she's going to do something, let's both go to the mountain to pick some firewood!”

This is something she now thinks of to help mother-in-law share.

Watching Dad dancing in front of him, Chu Qingyan smiled and carried a bamboo basket on his back. I thought maybe I could dig some wild vegetables and mushrooms. Then supper for dinner tonight.

Fortunately, I had participated in the field survival training during the summer vacation, which came in handy at this time.

Spring rain has just passed, just when mushrooms are growing.

After Chu Qingyan discriminated carefully, he picked non-toxic mushrooms into a bamboo basket and dug some wild vegetables. After a long time, the bamboo basket was almost full.

She wiped her sweat with joy, then stood up and looked at her father who was not far away, and saw him jumping up and down, and intermittently helped her pick up a lot of firewood and threw it in the open space.

I will let my dad carry this bamboo basket, she will carry the firewood, and then she can go home.

Chu Qingyan walked briskly towards his father, but halfway through, he heard his father suddenly shout, ”Cai Cai, I have found a **** wood!”

Dahei Chai? Chu Qingyan speeded up his steps in doubt, and soon saw that Dad had a **** wood in his mouth.

Chu Qingyan shook his lips. ”Dad, this is not Dahei Chai, this is an individual.”

”People!” Chu's father immediately walked to his daughter with a grievance. ”Why is he lying here sleeping and pretending to be a **** firewood?”

Chu Qingyan looked at the person who was lying motionless on the grass, and she felt a little dazed. She and her father talked about this conversation but did not see him doing anything. Chu Qingyan was a little uneasy. I wonder if this person was alive or dead.

She wanted to check it out, but she saw that she was wearing a black silk tulle robe, blue wristbands on her wrists, and a vermilion-inlaid white jade belt around her waist, and the gold and purple patterns on the robe were all For hand embroidery, it looks very delicate and gorgeous. Just looking at this dress, you must be rich or expensive, but such a person suddenly appeared in this humble small village, which made Chu Qingyan be wary. She didn't want to just cross over. He got into a right and then braided.