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Chapter 100 Gengwu Day, People and Cats Living Outside (7)

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    After finishing the crabapple, Yu Wanfeng put it back in its original place and poured some water. The wilted leaves were covered with water droplets, and when the sun shone, there would be glare refraction.

    Yu Wanfeng looked softly: "That's all right."

    Zhong Chumian nodded: "Well, it will get better."

    Begonia flowers will get better.

    So did Xu Mingchuan.

    ?His hands were covered with mud. There was a faucet in the corner of the roof. Yu Wanfeng went to wash it, and Zhong Chumian followed.

    The water in winter is very cold.

    The roof is very quiet.

    There was a rushing sound of running water, and the water fell into the pool with a bang.

    Not far away, Xiaoyuan's cat meowing can be heard occasionally.

    Yu Wanfeng endured the cold and rushed forward.

    Zhong Chumian pulled her back: "Go down and wash, there is hot water underneath."

    He held Yu Wanfeng's icy cold hand in his palm, and his phalanges felt chilly.

    She raised her head and looked at Zhong Chumian fixedly.

    "Zhong Chumian, what did you mean when you asked me this morning?"

    Zhong Chumian's body was slightly stiff.

    Yu Wanfeng asked again: "What do you mean by asking me if I want to be your girlfriend?"

    Zhong Chumian couldn't speak anymore.

    Early in the morning, in such a soft environment, he held her hand, just wanting to hold the world he dreamed of at midnight.

    So I can't help it.

    So he grabbed her and asked if she wanted to be his girlfriend.

    I can't help myself.

    But now he seems to have retreated from that impulse.

    Because of that pot of crabapple flowers.

    Xu Mingchuan was still lying in the hospital, his life and death uncertain.

    He and Xu Mingchuan said, fair competition.

    Now he took the first step, but it seemed that he was taking advantage of others.

    Zhong Chumian couldn't do it.

    Especially the opponent is Xu Mingchuan.

    So he grabbed Yu Wanfeng's hand hard, let it go, and said calmly, "Go down and wash your hands, the water is cold, and you will catch a cold easily."

    Yu Wanfeng's jumping heart sank again.

    For a moment, she thought she had caught a ray of light.

    Can be fleeting.

    She lost her self-confidence.

    Yu Wanfeng, who has always been proud, lost confidence only in front of Zhong Chumian.

    Because he is different, because he controls the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of love in her youth.

    Yes, how can it be so fast.

    How long has it been since they met again?

    However, Yu Wanfeng thinks it doesn't matter.

    The future can be expected.

    Yu Wanfeng rushed downstairs to wash his hands.

    Zhong Chumian was still standing on the roof, reaching out to touch the leaves of the crabapple flowers.

    Xiao Yuan ran over and rubbed against his legs.

    It likes Zhong Chumian very much.

    Zhong Chumian bent over to pick it up, and stroked the cat.

    *

    Near noon, Yu Wanfeng was busy in the kitchen, while Shen Huaijin was cooking rice.

    In the corner, I saw a handful of fresh vegetable sprouts.

    Yu Wanfeng exclaimed in surprise, "Where did the cabbage come from?"

    On this kind of day, the green leafy vegetables in the supermarket are rare, and you can't grab the aunts and uncles. It would be nice to buy some tomatoes.

    Where can I find seasonal vegetables like cabbage sprouts?

    Shen Huaijin replied: "I bought it at the gate of the nearby community in the morning. An old lady brought it over to sell it."

    Yu Wanfeng understood: "She grew it at home?"

    "Well," Shen Huaijin picked up the vegetable sprouts, tore them apart, and picked the vegetables, "She said that the vegetable farms are closed now, and the vegetable sprouts will rot in the field if they are not picked, so they can only be pulled out and sold."

    After a pause, Shen Huaijin continued: "Her daughter forbids her to go out, but the old lady loves the vegetables, and if they are put in the field, they will rot."

    "Will you come to sell it every day in the future?" Yu Wanfeng asked again.

    Shen Huaijin was not sure either.

    "Maybe once a few days, I bought six handfuls, enough for two or three days."

    While talking, Yu Wanfeng felt emotional: "Hongshan cabbage is still sweet." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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