"Ruoyu, go to sleep. I'm outside."

Mo Han did not respond, but her heart suddenly calmed down. The sound of her heart beating no longer resembled that of a drum beating. Only after a day of exhaustion did Mo Han slowly fall asleep.

The next morning, Mo Han slowly woke up. A lazy waist stretched out on the bed. Birds came from outside the window. Occasionally, they chirped and sounded crisp and pleasant. Suddenly, her sense of smell opened, and a fragrance that belonged solely to plants and vegetation pervaded the air.

Mo Han sat up, stood by the bed, turned left and right, twisted her neck, and walked out of the door.

Mo Han gently opened the door and saw that Fu Yuchen was still lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. Mo Han peeked out of the window. There was no one in the courtyard. She lifted her head and could not see the sun. Mo Han walked back to the inner room and found her phone. She wanted to check the time. It was already seven in the morning. Mo Han thought that it was time for everyone to get up, so she walked out again.

As soon as they reached the door, they saw a figure hopping in the door of their suite, wanting to look inside. The outer door could be locked. There was only one window on it. Mo Han walked out and opened the door. She saw Qinqin standing at the door.

Mo Han smiled at Qinqin and signaled her to go outside. After closing the door, Mo Han bent down to look at Qinqin and said to her, "Qinqin got up so early. Where's Granny?"

Qinqin tried his best to put on a white and tender face, as if he was a little embarrassed to look at her. He looked in the other direction and said, "It's getting late. Granny is going to make breakfast."

Mo Han looked at Qinqin pretending to be serious. She almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She coughed twice and adjusted her expression. Then, she lowered her head and said to Qinqin, "Did Qinqin wash up?" Mo Han thought that although Qinqin was small, his self-esteem was very strong. It was hard for him to say that he would help him, so he had to change the explanation.

Qinqin shook his head. Mo Han thought for a moment and said, "Then big sister doesn't have one either. Can you come with big sister?"

Qinqin nodded to Mo Han with an expression that said, "I really can't do anything about you." Then, he walked out the door first. Mo Han looked incredulous. Why was Qinqin so young that he could grasp the helplessness of the legendary tyrannical CEO? That fellow Fu Yuchen had been the CEO for several years, but he still hadn't mastered this skill.

Mo Han followed Qinqin over. She listened to Qinqin's instructions and found out where the items were. Then, she picked up the water for Qinqin. The town has tap water, but every family has a small well in the backyard. In summer, people still like to use cool and transparent well water.

Mo Han followed Qinqin's instructions and fetched a small bucket of water from the well, just enough for the two of them to brush their teeth and wash their faces. The two of them squatted beside the ditch at Jingbian and brushed their teeth together. Then, Mo Han and Qinqin took turns to scoop up water and pour water for each other to wash their faces.

After the two of them finished washing their faces, Mo Han saw that Fu Yuchen hadn't gotten up yet. She rolled her eyes and shook her hand at Qinqin. She summoned Qinqin over and whispered in her ear for a while. The two of them smiled at each other for a while. Then, Mo Han stood up from the side of the vegetable garden, picked a few straws of dog tail grass, and stained them with well water. The two of them held back their laughter and walked towards Mo Han and Fu Yuchen's room.

When Fu Yuchen and Mo Han went out, their postures changed and they still slept soundly. Mo Han raised her finger and signaled to Qinqin. Qinqin nodded and the two of them approached Fu Yuchen. Mo Han snapped off the stalk of the dog-tailed grass and placed the furry part in front of Fu Yuchen's neck, signaling Qinqin.

Qinqin stood beside Fu Yuchen and nodded to Mo Han. He reached out and swung the water-stained dog-tail grass on Fu Yuchen's face. Fu Yuchen felt a trace of coldness on his face and was scared. Seeing this, Mo Han signaled for Qinqin to continue. Qinqin slowly scratched the dog-tail grass across Fu Yuchen's face.

Fu Yuchen felt itchy, so he raised his hand and waved it. However, this kind of cold and itchy feeling persisted, causing him to finally be unable to endure it. He still woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Han threw the straw-stalked dog tail grass at Fu Yuchen's collar and shouted with Qinqin,

"Ah, bugs!!"

Fu Yuchen had always been affected by cold and itchiness. Just as he felt something slip through his neck, he was immediately led to think that it was a bug. He instantly jumped up. Although it was said that a grown man was not afraid of bugs, he had just woken up, and his guard was relatively low. Fu Yuchen had been patting and beating on his body, causing him to jump up and down.

"Where is it! Where is it?"

Mo Han and Qinqin were at the side, but they didn't dare to laugh. Qinqin's face turned red from holding back.

Fu Yuchen was still slapping around when he suddenly saw something fall at his feet. Fu Yuchen thought that the insect had fallen out. He heaved a sigh of relief, but when he took a closer look, wasn't this a dog tail grass?

Fu Yuchen picked up the grass and looked at Mo Han and Qinqin who were crouching beside him.

"Tell me, what is this?"

Qinqin still had a stern face, but looking at the corner of her trembling lips and her trembling voice, it was obvious that she was struggling to suppress her laughter.

"You're such a grown-up, don't you recognize him? This is dog tail grass."

Mo Han laughed until tears came out of her eyes. She repeatedly gave Qinqin a thumbs up, then laughed so hard that she could not stand up from the collapse.

"Of course I know this is dog tail grass. I asked him how he got to my bed!" Fu Yuchen hatefully threw the straw bar out of the window and pointed at the two of them, "Hold on, lie down and laugh. Wait for me! It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"

As soon as Fu Yuchen finished speaking, he was about to rush over. Mo Han pulled Qinqin and hurriedly ran out. Mo Han kept pulling Qinqin to the kitchen while her mother-in-law was cooking.

The mother-in-law raised her eyes and asked them, "What are you playing for? You're so happy."

Mo Han released her grip on Qinqin's hand and walked over to her mother-in-law and said, "No, no, I woke up early to exchange feelings. What are you doing, mother-in-law?"

"You still call me Granny?"

Mo Han pursed her lips and called out, "Great Aunt."

"Ah!" Great Aunt answered and then lifted the lid of the bamboo cage to show Mo Han the steamed pumpkin.

The pumpkin is a big round pumpkin, like a watermelon, cut into crescent-shaped, but thicker, then remove the seeds and apply brown sugar. Steam it slowly in a steamer, waiting for brown sugar to invade the pumpkin, dyeing it and giving it a sweet taste.

"There's millet porridge cooked beside her. Ruo Yu, do you like it?" The granny pointed to the big pot on the firewood stove beside her.

"I really like it!" Mo Han looked around and said, "Then Great Aunt, let me help you with something."

Great Aunt gently pushed her out. "No, no, no. Great Aunt is used to doing this. Go and see the boy."

"Ah!" Mo Han replied. She lowered her head to look at Qinqin, but she disappeared. She thought that Great Aunt ran away as soon as she started talking to Qinqin. Mo Han walked out to the backyard and saw that Qinqin was instructing Fu Yuchen to wash up again.

Yesterday, the well water was drawn and placed beside them, so it was this morning that the two of them tried to draw water themselves for the first time. Looking at Fu Yuchen's excited appearance, it should be the first time they had come into contact with each other personally.

Mo Han knew that Fu Yuchen needed a lot of water to wash his face. After all, washing his face was very rough, so it didn't seem like he was rubbing his face. So I went over to pick up Qinqin's stick, He scooped up the water for Fu Yuchen with a ladle. He slowly poured water into Fu Yuchen's hands. At first, the two of them cooperated well, but as they washed, Fu Yuchen's movements became bigger and bigger. The water splashed onto Mo Han's side. Mo Han thought that Fu Yuchen would soon finish washing. She bent over and retreated. She reached forward to pour water for Fu Yuchen.

Afterwards, Fu Yuchen didn't expect that in the end, he would directly pour the water in his hand onto her face. Although it wasn't much, because Mo Han wasn't prepared, his face was firmly paste with water, and he couldn't even open his eyes. Fu Yuchen laughed loudly from the side.

Mo Han immediately splashed the water in the ladle in her hand. However, Fu Yuchen estimated that there was no water left in the ladle and it didn't touch Fu Yuchen's body. Mo Han refused to admit defeat. She scooped water from the bucket beside her and poured it over. Even though Fu Yuchen dodged quickly, Fu Yuchen was still splashed with more water this time. His dark gray pajamas immediately got wet and touched his body.

Fu Yuchen looked at his body and took another ladle and splashed water on Mo Han's body. Qinqin couldn't help but watch the battle happily and threw it aside as early as possible, only watching from the sidelines.

When the last two were stopped by Great Aunt, their clothes were more than half wet. They were taught by Great Aunt to go back to their rooms to wipe and change their clothes.

Mo Han thought to herself. Why was she so childish? She must have been infected by Fu Yuchen, a young child. It seemed like she had to stay away from him during non-working hours. Mo Han shook the pajamas in her hands. This was the end. She had brought such a pajamas with her. What should she do now? She didn't know if she could wash them at night.

When they reached the dining table, Mo Han served dinner with Great Aunt and Qinqin before starting to prepare for them. Fu Yuchen listened to Mo Han calling Great Aunt and followed suit calling Great Aunt, so it was very natural for him to call them Great Aunt smoothly.

"What are you calling Great Aunt?" Mo Han put the porridge in front of him angrily, but she still controlled the strength and did not spill it.

"Why should I call Great Aunt? You know that." Fu Yuchen blinked at Mo Han with ill intentions.

Mo Han immediately buried her head in the pumpkin and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to know anymore. You eat your rice handles."

When Fu Yuchen received this answer, he was even happier to call him Great Aunt.

After dinner, Fu Yuchen and Mo Han were kicked out by Great Aunt and told to take a stroll around the town as well. Fu Yuchen waited for Mo Han to dress up. The two of them brought their cameras and went out.

As soon as he left, Fu Yuchen turned around and took a picture of Qinqin standing under the eaves. Qinqin was standing under the living room. From Fu Yuchen's side, he saw that it was set in a narrow door and courtyard, and it was right in front of the door beam and the table behind it.

Ancient simplicity and freshmen fused together in one photo. Qinqin's stern little face was like an old man secretly learning from his family. At any moment, he would say, "Young people are hard to learn, and one inch of time is not light."

The two of them walked on the bluestone road. Moss could be seen everywhere on the corner of the wall. They walked along the road all the way. Turning was also a natural thing. They walked out of the alley and there were shallow rivers in front of them. It was unknown if they were flowing out of the lake beside the town.

There was a bridge over the river. It towered in an arc. A slender young man was wearing a bamboo hat and clothes. He lowered his head and walked forward. Connected to him was an old bull. The body of the bull was very clean. Its fur was already brown and black. It was shining brightly. Clearly, it was well raised.

Occasionally, they would pass through a window. A fan-shaped window was carved with exquisite patterns. From the outside, they could see how beautiful the flowers were in the master's courtyard. In a daze, did a young master lie in front of the window and secretly peek at the daughter's house that was watering the flowers?

Or a wall that suddenly appeared was no different from the surrounding wall. It was the same pink wall with divine beasts standing on it. It was used to partition a few houses. The walls of the house also fell off, revealing the bricks inside. The bricks were already crimson, telling the story of how many days the house had been through.

Looking towards the end of the sky, his eyes were filled with lush trees. The branches were casually stretching themselves, wanting to go up to the sky and see what was on this cloud. Or stretch into the river, shatter their reflection, or cross the path of the people, no matter how you want to pay attention to me.