In the quiet mountains, a breeze stirs up, making people feel comfortable.

The sun shines through the shade of the willow trees on Song Wen’s face, hot and hot, like a fire of love.

Turning around, Xiaojun, Huang Xi, and Dan Tai Minglan were cutting watermelons on the table, mangoes and peaches. The table was already ripe five-color grapes in the backyard and the longans planted in the parking lot. The watermelons planted by the stream were now ripe, big and red, and tasted rustling and sweet.

The mango is the big golden turban on Taiwan. After the watering of Ruyi Fan Spring, it seems that it has undergone a little mutation, and it becomes extremely huge one. Song Wen measured it with a rice ruler. Good guys are all thirty centimeters long and their breasts are about forty centimeters, which are comparable to watermelons. The peaches are the peach trees planted last year, and are of late-ripening variety of giant peaches. Under Song Wen's care, they are all the size of palms, which tastes delicious and juicy and extremely sweet. The three old wild peach trees planted in the giant peach forest are also ripe, but the peaches they bear are only the size of an egg, which is many times smaller than the giant peach, but they taste more fresh and sweeter than the giant peach.

Song Wen was worried about too much and couldn't finish eating it.

Especially the giant peaches, even if he was thirsty, he couldn't finish eating the giant peaches. So he thought of making the giant peaches into dried peaches, or they would be kept in Ruyi Fan and eaten slowly. Mangoes can be processed the same. You are not afraid of watermelons, you can put them in the store to make fruit plates, or you can give them some more. When you go out for a while, Song Hu is taking care of them, and he is so organized that he is happy. After he came back, he stayed in the store for a few days. When he saw Song Hu doing well, he returned to the mountain to have a good time.

Xiaojun knew that he was back, so she rushed over. Huang Xi and Lu An'er were also with her. The few seemed to have made an appointment.

It is said that three women are in one play, but there are not only three women here, but also a group of little girls. Each person opens his mouth, and he talks every word and I keep talking. I don’t know who said he is tired of cooking and eating every day. If he wants to change his way, he cooks in different ways. A group of women are together, and each of them has a trick, even a few little kids are no exception. So now Song Wen’s food has new tricks every day, either iron plate barbecue, fish cooked in stone stoves, or vegetarian food in the wine jar.

Now, today I have come up with a new trick, saying that I want to have a fruit feast, enjoy lotus, watermelon, chew mango and suck peach juice by the lake. Song Wen doesn't care about them, and is so happy that they can make trouble and he is happy.

It’s a good life to have a woman! You don’t have to do it yourself when cooking, cooking, cooking, washing dishes, and wiping the floor. There are people who make it right. Of course, if someone takes a shower, wiping back and massages, it will be even more comfortable.

Song Wen imagined the scene of Xiaojun, Huang Xi, Dan Tai Minglan and the others taking a bath and wiping their backs together to massage him, and laughing happily. Unfortunately, he could only think about it. He glanced at the three girls talking and laughing in the distance, sighed, and then continued to lie back on the free chair made by Lao Teng in the mountains and squinted.

There are peaks and mountains in the distance, the mountains are undulating, and the trees are lush; there are green bamboos swaying nearby, bringing out some bamboo sounds, as if chanting a sleepless poem.

In the blue sky, the scorching fireworks shone on the lake through the clouds, and the microwaves stirred by the wind were shining with some scales.

At the end of the lake, the small waterfall hanging from the deep mountains roared with its blooming life; in front of the lake, the gurgling stream was chanting with its beautiful piano sound. On the willow trees by the lake, cicadas were clamoring; under the willow trees, the calves lying on the ground shouted from time to time, letting people know their existence; outside the willow trees, babies, sparrows, crows, Lu Aner, Qiqi, Xixi and others were cheerfully kicking small balls on the grass.

Everything is broken, and it is like a lullaby in childhood, accompanying people like a dream.

Song Wen just fell asleep like this.

“Hahahaha autumn”

Just as he was sleeping soundly, Song Wen suddenly felt itchy in his nose, so he couldn't help sneezing. When he opened his eyes, he found that the baby, sparrow, crow and Lu Aner and others were secretly hiding beside him, and he was laughing happily when he looked at him. This was the first time, and he couldn't sleep peacefully. Uncle could tolerate it, but brother couldn't. Song Wen shouted and reached out to pounce on them.

A group of little kids ran away with a smile, hiding beside Xiaojun, Huang Xi, Dan Tai Minglan and others to play hide-and-seek with him.

It's like this every time. This time, Song Wen made up his mind to teach these little kids a lesson, otherwise he would disturb him from dreaming and let others live.

When he came to the front, he caught the baby hiding behind Xiaojun and rushed over. When the baby saw it, he pushed Xiaojun forward, and ran away with a giggle. This was exactly what Song Wen was thinking, and he hugged Xiaojun tightly in his arms, enjoying the warmth for a while. When he came back, a group of little kids stared at him. He couldn't even cross the world with Xiaojun, which made him feel angry and almost exploded.

Xiaojun didn't expect this situation, and her face blushed for a moment, as beautiful as a crabapple sleeping in spring.

Huang Xi and Dan Tai Minglan looked around and looked strange.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Xiaojun quickly pushed Song Wen away and said angrily: "Why did you catch someone? Don't look at it."

Song Wen smiled and refused to respond, but instead shouted, "I won't catch you anymore, I won't catch you anymore, I'm so tired."

Xiaojun looked at him and glared at him a few times.

After Song Wen finished speaking, he grabbed the cut watermelon on the table and ate it. The watermelon had been soaked in cold water for a day. It tasted so refreshing, and his body suddenly became much refreshed. The babies who were hiding and hiding with him looked at them and ran up to eat. In an instant, there was only the rustling sound of eating watermelons around him.

When a few little kids came here, they were like little birds released in cages, all without any signs of nowhere.

Today, we either gathered together to dig earthworms and fish, tomorrow we would catch crickets and fight fiercely, or we would catch mountain cockroaches and say we wanted to sell them. Unfortunately, Song Mingde from the pharmacy at the foot of the mountain saw the mountain cockroaches that were half dead and incomplete. Once, a few little girls dug a big centipede under the stone, and they were so scared that they were so peaceful that they were so peaceful that they were just a few days, but it was only a few days, and they immediately became the same.

Huang Xi brought two little monkeys out today, and she put them on the table and let them chew the watermelons by themselves.

The little girls saw that the two cute little guys liked them so much that they took out their favorite things to tempt them. Unfortunately, except for Song Wen and Huang Xi, the two little guys ignored them, which made them boring. Huang Xi rarely brought monkeys out and usually kept them at home. Later, she felt that it was too boring to keep them at home, so she often brought them here to play. She didn't dare to take them out in other places. After all, this was a protective animal, and it was not good to be seen by people.

After getting along with the two little guys for a long time, Huang Xi treated them like children and even made clothes for them.

A simple little Hanfu dressed in two little monkeys, it looked so cute that it made people want to touch it. However, the two little guys had a bad temper. Except for Huang Xi, Song Wen was the closest, which made Xiaojun look weird.

While eating watermelon, Song Wen stretched out his fingers to tease the two little monkeys.

The two little guys were washed fragrantly by Huang Xi, and even their hair was combed very smoothly, which made them feel comfortable to touch. However, Xiao Shihou obviously didn't think so. He was very unhappy with Song Wen's harassment, and even turned around and screamed twice in dissatisfaction. After seeing that it was useless, he had to endure it.

Touching the little monkey, Song Wen sneaked into Huang Xi.

After a while of no sight, he felt that Huang Xi seemed to be a little plump again. The great ambition on his chest seemed to be unable to catch one hand. I believe it should be more comfortable to hold it and touch it. He couldn't help but think of the life of the two of them when they were together, and his heart was full of passion.

Feeling a hot gaze falling on his chest, Huang Xi looked at it with pleasure and happened to see the obscene eyes that Song Wen showed, and couldn't help but glar over.
Chapter completed!