Luo Hang listened to the first two big ones, but the more he listened to them, the more it happened. His father had many problems. I didn't think before. Luo Bi scolded him for a long time over time. It was a big pile.

Guan Zhuting opened her mouth several times, but she didn't say a word.

The child Qi Yan was stunned. If he dared to talk like this at ordinary times, his mother must yell at him in a loud voice.

After saying that others are not, Luo Bi finds out the tea and makes a pot of tea. The stove can't cool down for a while. Drinking tea can kill the time. Just after the ears were piled up, Luo Bi pushed her father and mother a cup of tea.

The child waved his hand: "I don't drink tea."

Luo Bi washed some red strawberries and divided them into two porcelain plates, one big and one small. The large plate was pushed in front of the parents and the small plate was stuffed into the child's arms: "try it. I picked it from Qingwu mountain. It's sweet and not sour at all."

Qi Yan tasted one and silently put the small porcelain plate on the small stone table aside. Guan Zhuting saw it and stood up: "why not? I just tasted it. It's really sweet. You eat more."

The child ran home: "no, I don't like sweets. I'll go home and get a small machete."

As soon as the child ran, Guan Zhuting sat back and gave Luo Hang a red strawberry: "this child is too sensible."

Luo Hang shook his head and took a teacup to drink tea: "after eating red strawberries, we cut down the remaining ears of grain. We have to go out of the safety zone to collect materials during the day. We can't take care of our work at home. We can do more at night."

Guan Zhuting nodded while eating red strawberries. Luo Bi drank a cup of tea and picked up the cloth to sew. She finished her work early and saved her heart. Some work urged her to be uneasy.

With her work in hand, Luo Bi began to pick on others. Now she didn't pick on her grandfather, but her uncle's family. She talked about half. The child Qi Yan took a small machete from home.

"Take a break, don't be busy." Luo Hang waved to the child.

Qi Yan sat down honestly on the chair. Guan Zhuting took a small porcelain plate and stuffed it into the child's hand. The child twisted his eyebrows, pinched red strawberries and ate silently. His eyes stared curiously at Luo Bi's sewing.

When Luo Bi mentioned that he was short of cloth, the child jumped out of the chair: "my family has cloth, silk, and the color is rose red, OK?"

Luo Bi looked up: "yes."

"I'll get it for you." the child raised his legs and ran home.

The child's feet were fast, and the time was not long. Qi Yan took a piece of rose red silk cloth and came back.

Luo Bi took the cloth into her hand and touched it. It felt OK and said that she would pay Qi Yan starcoin. Qi Yan waved his hand and didn't say the terminal account, so Luo Bi would be boring if she tried again.

With a large piece of cloth, Luo Bi threw away the brocade with few stitches and didn't want it.

Luo Hang stood up and strode to the yard to move the accumulated ears of grain. Qi Yan moved a small stool to keep up and sat down to watch the ears of grain. Guan Zhuting took a sip of tea and went to cut ears of grain.

Luo Bi unfolded the silk cloth, took scissors and cut the robe. When she finished sewing, she drank a pot of tea.

Before ten o'clock, Zhu Xingzhi and Zhu Xingbao entered the door. Fengling's communication pinched and dialed to Luo Bi to remind her to go to bed early. Luo Bi didn't feel sleepy. She drank a pot of tea to refresh herself, but she responded obediently.

As soon as Luo Hang and Qi Yan left, Zhu Xingzhi and Zhu Xingbao went to wash and get ready to go to bed.

Luo Bi took a deep breath and opened the stove tripod. It's very good. It's what she wants. It's a brocade cloth. It's not something strange.