Chapter 1210

The moment he said this, the little boy had cleaned the board, and then turned his head to Shu Cheng and said, "I don't have anything here, so you can live anywhere."

Shu Cheng glanced at the board and frowned, but he thought again that he had come out, that is, he came from practice. He still had to eat such a little bitter.

"I don't have any rules here. Just stay here as you like, but since you're here, you must cook outside in turn." Dai diamond picked his eyebrow at Shu Cheng and said.

"Well." Shu Cheng nodded faintly, "can you cook a little fart child?"

"How dare you belittle me? My parents haven't come back for years. I've learned to cook since my grandmother died! Although you're older than me, I think your cooking may not be as good as me!" Dai Zuan said to Shu Cheng in a young and mature manner.

Shu Cheng stood up and looked at his young age. He had experienced so many things.

But in this way, the two people live together.

Shu Cheng squeezed on the small board, day after day.

Slowly, I 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 lowest life, it turned out that the life of ordinary people was like this. Originally, without systematic help and the shelter of rich knowledge, these people lived like this.

Slowly, Shu Cheng began to feel that it was not a system, the daily sun also rose, and the daily life continued without much change.

As the days went by, the depressions squeezed in my heart seemed to be untied bit by bit.

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

Their eyes are far away.

"I sat beside the high grain pile... Listening to my mother tell the story of my childhood..." Dai Zuan couldn't help humming a song.

The song floated on the vast field and couldn't disperse for a long time.

Sweet and crisp, pure as if it were the sound of nature from afar.

Shu Cheng couldn't help glancing at Dai Zuan's serious side face: "can you still sing?"

Dai Zuan didn't answer Shu Cheng's words. He just sang by himself. When he finished singing this song, he turned his head and spoke proudly to Shu Cheng: "Hey, brother Shu Cheng, you don't know me very well. Anyway, we've slept together for so long. You didn't know I could sing???"

"I should know?" Shu Cheng also asked in a very ungrateful way.

Dai Zuan was so excited that he was going to blow his hair: "of course you should know! People in our village like to listen to me sing!"

"Oh, so." Shu Cheng nodded thoughtfully. "In fact, I sing very well."

"Hum, brag! I haven't heard you sing!" Dai Zuan raised his eyebrows and looked incredulous. He thought Shu Cheng was bragging.

"I still need to lie to such a little fart child?" Shu Cheng shook her head in a very helpless tone.

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

Dai Zuan's words suddenly stimulated Shu Cheng's divine level, and Shu Cheng was silent.

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

Although it's not as serious as before, Shu Cheng still doesn't have the courage to recreate and sing again.