Chapter 150 Someone
She went to the water tank to scoop up water and washed her hands. She smelled the smell of food in the kitchen, so she entered the kitchen without thinking.

After Nan Quanyou entered, Nanfeng had already served two bowls of rice as usual, and she put them in front of Nan Quanyou: "Father, it's time to eat."

"Father, what are you doing in a daze? If you don't eat, the food will be cold."

Nan Quanyou hurried over to eat.

Watching the south wind while eating.

Her appetite seemed to be very good, and she ate very well with every bite of food.

After eating, she went to boil the bath water. This is a habit she has always insisted on. She takes a bath every day. Oh yes, after taking a bath, she also puts a layer of yellow on her face. white.

After applying the mask, Nanfeng went to the yard to wash her face. It looked like she was going to sleep.

Nan Quanyou couldn't help but ask Nan Feng: "Girl Feng, are you... all right?"

"All right? Am I all right?" Nan Feng said nonchalantly.

"It's okay... that's fine, that's fine." Since Nan Feng is fine, Nan Quanyou doesn't want to worry too much.

He turned around and was about to go back to the house, but was suddenly stopped by Nanfeng: "Father—"

Nan Quan turned around with a limp, and asked Nan Feng, "En? Is there anything else?"

In the yard, Nan Feng's face seemed to be covered with a faint halo: "Father, it's okay, you go to bed early, and, Dad, thank you for being so kind to me."

Nan Quanyou laughed suddenly.

"Silly girl, you are dad's only family member. If dad is not good to you, who is he good to?"

Nanfeng smiled brighter: "Then father, you should go to bed early, I will go to wash the vegetables tomorrow morning."

"Okay, okay."

……

The next day, Nanfeng really picked up the bucket and went to the vegetable field.

As if nothing happened.

It's not that she's really fine, but that she has always known how to control her emotions, and at this time she should hide her feelings of broken love so that her father won't worry about her.

Besides, isn't it just a man?

In such a chaotic age, is it more important to eat and make money?

Nan Quanyou was brushing his teeth with willow sticks. Seeing Nanfeng going out with a bucket, he wanted to shout but didn't have the nerve.

Could it be that Feng'er didn't realize that it's daylight now, and there's still dew in the ground, so there's no need to pour vegetables so early.

……

Nanfeng only discovered this when he was in the vegetable field.

It's too early, and now there is no one else in this vegetable field except for all kinds of vegetables that are quietly growing.

By the way, there is still a gray mist, but this mist complements the vegetable field, making this morning more quiet and peaceful.

She simply sat on the ridge beside the vegetable field, quietly enjoying the comfortable morning.

It has been more than half a year since she came to Daping Village. Except for the two days of Chinese New Year when she is free, the rest of the time she has been busy with making a living and making money. It has been a long time since she sat quietly thinking about life.

But now there seems to be nothing worth thinking about in this life. No matter what dynasty or generation, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the top priorities in life, and it is meaningless to think too much about other things.

She still wants to make more money, and then walk out of this small mountain village.

The world is so big, wouldn't it be a waste of a chance to live again if you don't go and see it?

Thinking of this, Nanfeng was about to get up and pat his butt to wash the vegetables, but he suddenly noticed movement not far away.

The sound seemed to come from the vegetable field at Grandpa's house on Tuesday.

And there is a bean stand between Master Zhou's vegetable field and Nanfeng's house, so the people over there don't know that Nanfeng is sitting here.

 Ask for a ticket

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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