The next day, when Bai Youwei woke up, Shen Mo was not around.

He stood by the window, halfway open, the rain outside had stopped, but the sky was still gloomy.

"What time is it now?" Bai Youwei stood up and asked.

"Seven o'clock." Shen Mo replied.

Bai Youwei was in a daze. Has she slept for so long? Looking at the sky, she thought it was five or six o'clock, but it turned out to be seven o'clock... She usually couldn't sleep well in a strange environment, and didn't know what was going on this time, so she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

I always think this is not a good thing.

Bai Youwei got up slowly, with toiletries next to the screen, a tide of wooden basin, a rough pig bristle toothbrush, and a handkerchief with a fishy smell.

She didn't touch any of these things, so she opened the doll house and asked Teacher Cheng for the toiletries for her and Shen Mo.

By the way, I brought it with me along with breakfast.

Teacher Cheng made onion-flavored flower rolls and grain soy milk.

Staying in the doll house, I am idle. Teacher Cheng cooks and studies recipes every day, and has improved his cooking skills.

While having breakfast, Teacher Cheng looked at Bai Youwei and Shen Mo on the other side on the door, and asked hesitantly: "Vivi... Is your game difficult this time?"

"Well, it's quite difficult. Shen Mo and I don't understand Fuzhou dialect." Bai Youwei chewed the flower scroll and asked Teacher Cheng, "Can you speak Min-language?"

"Minyu?" Teacher Cheng shook his head blankly and murmured, "Isn't it archaeological poetry?"

Bai Youwei chuckled, "Teacher Cheng, are you not satisfied?"

Last night I talked to someone about poetry, and I was so arrogant.

Cheng Wei smiled embarrassedly and said frankly: "I have been taken care of by you all the time, so I want to help..."

"I will definitely not be polite to you when I need to use you." Bai Youwei took a bite of the flower roll, which was warm and fragrant. It was soft and chewy in her mouth. After the salty fragrance, she could taste the light sweetness, "...Well, it's so delicious."

"Then eat more." Teacher Cheng smiled, "Xiao Shen also eats more, there are still a lot in the steamer."

"Send some to Du Lai." Shen Mo said to Bai Youwei, "It seems that his dry food only has compressed biscuits, and it probably won't last a few days."

"Okay." Bai Youwei nodded, "Just say we took it from the old scholar's kitchen. Do he believe it or not~"

Anyway, when we are forming an alliance, we can be more generous, and it doesn’t matter if we eat and drink.

Shen Mo took a few flower rolls and steamed buns to go to the next door.

Teacher Cheng discussed with Bai Youwei again: "The vegetable fields on the hillside are almost done. The place is quite big, but there is no color. There is nothing else but green. Should we plant some flowers..."

——If you say that growing vegetables and grains are for eating, then growing flowers is really a good look. There is no need. It is because the elderly cannot stay idle and always want to find some work for themselves, which makes them valuable.

Bai Youwei agreed, "Okay, Shen Mo and I will dig a few later."

It just so happened that the old scholar’s ​​garden was filled with piles of peonies and peonies, which seemed to be famous.

Teacher Cheng stood up and said, "Then I'll find you two shovels..."

Before he finished speaking, a cry came from a distance—

Teacher Cheng was stunned, and Bai Youwei was also stunned. She immediately raised her hand to close the door of the doll house and said quickly: "Teacher Cheng, I'll go and have a look. Let's talk about planting flowers again!"

She slid into the doorway in the wheelchair, which was blocked by a slid higher than the threshold.

These ancient buildings were too unfriendly to her.

Fortunately, Shen Mo came back soon and easily lifted the wheelchair out.

Bai Youwei asked him: "Where is Du Lai and Fu Miaoxue?"

Shen Mo shook his head, "They are not in the house."
Chapter completed!