"We have food, we're just going to train, not to survive in the wild." Luo Huasheng has a black face.

It's disgusting just to hear these three words about eating mice.

"Isn't that the same?" Zhao bingyue doesn't think so.

"The bait is down." Luo Huasheng helps her throw out the fishing rod. Zhao bingyue finds a place and waits quietly.

Fishing, sometimes can recuperate the mind, for example, now, she devotes herself to looking at the lake, waiting for the fish to take the bait, nothing else in her mind.

She hasn't been so relaxed in a long time.

If Luo Huasheng didn't disturb her all the time, she would enjoy it.

There are a lot of fish in the lake, but Zhao bingyue doesn't know what's wrong and can't catch them. One morning, Zhao bingyue just caught a very small one.

On the other hand, Luo Huasheng was so careless, but he soon caught two big fat fish and kept showing off to her: "let's eat fish tonight. The fish we caught must be delicious."

Zhao bingyue has nothing to say.

After dinner, Zhao bingyue saw that the mother who planted flowers had come again. As expected, she abandoned the fishing project and went to plant flowers with her.

In the morning, she sows seeds, and in the afternoon, she transplants them.

Some of the young plants are already blooming and wilting. Zhao bingyue worries that they won't live: "aunt, the flowers are dead. Will they live if you plant them again?"

"It's not dead. If you plant it, it will blossom in a while."

Zhao bingyue feels magical and has a good time. Regardless of Luo Huasheng's resentment, she keeps persuading her to go fishing with herself.

"If I don't go, I like to play with mud. If Mr. Luo is dirty, he can go fishing by himself."

Luo Huasheng: "what else can I do for my wife besides spoiling her?

Zhao bingyue was not willing to leave the land until dusk. Luo Huasheng bit a Dogtail grass in his mouth and looked like a teenager.

After leaving the city and coming to the resort, their camouflage and fatigue are removed, and they become living people again, instead of puppets running around for life.

Back at the hut, Zhao bingyue and Luo Huasheng had a bath and dinner respectively. Suddenly, there were tourists in the garden.

Zhao bingyue was surprised. She turned her head and looked at Luo Huasheng: "didn't you say that people won't come in here?"

It was just the two of them and the staff in the yard all day. Zhao bingyue felt a little too cold.

All of a sudden, when she saw the tourists, her eyes were full of joy and freshness.

"If I don't let them in, are you going to play with the mud later?" Luo Huasheng is helpless. He has never seen such a woman who likes playing with mud.

"What is playing with mud? I was planting flowers. Do you understand? I have no emotion at all." Zhao bingyue pursed her mouth, but her eyes were clear when she looked into the distance.

I can see that she likes this natural feeling very much.

Luo Watson is a little regretful for blocking this place. She would have been happier if she had known to let people in. He should have done so long ago.

"Shall we go and sit on the grass?" Luo Huasheng pointed to the grass in the distance, where a couple also sat chatting and kissing each other from time to time.

Zhao bingyue is a little bit excited, but she is a little timid when she sees them, but she is still dragged by Luo Huasheng.

The evening wind blows and takes away the heat of the day. After taking a bath, Zhao bingyue feels much more relaxed. Even if Luo Huasheng holds hands like this, she doesn't feel a bit uncomfortable.

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