Shuo Yu heard it when he passed by and shook his head. He went downstairs to see if there was anyone who needed help. He heard that Milong had a cellar. It was amazing, amazing!
When I went downstairs, I saw Milong, this guy, always sticking to his wife who was busy in the kitchen. He coughed several times but she acted as if she didn't hear anything. I said, there's a living person here, okay?
It's so immoral, so immoral~!
At this moment, he really wanted to say that showing off one's love will lead to death sooner, but it is undeniable that Milong and his wife will always be like this, and until the end of their lives, it will be a bit greasy because of the sweetness, so Shuoyu chose to turn around and go to Boss Mi's cellar to see what good stuff there is, so as not to make the brothers' trip too worthless.
Fanla and Ayi upstairs were also looking at Milong and his wife. Later, they looked at Milong's big bed. Everyone was saying in their hearts that this guy was really the happiest man in the world. This guy who was farther away from home than them all had a home here in Zenda, a home that all men in the world envied.
Shuo Yu put the odds and ends in order, holding Lei Baoer's hand, strolling around his "Dad Dragon's" warehouse, playing the game of shooting the devils with him,
When they were almost done playing, Shuoyu helped Ayi move the last stool. Milong sang a Errenzhuan tune behind them. Today he was almost as happy as the day he found his wife and child.
"I'm so tired. What are you all doing gathered around a bed?"
Shuo Yu leaned against the stairs, smiling at Fanlabula and the others. He had also looked at it for a long time when it was being assembled. It was really a big bed, perhaps the largest bed not only in Zenda, but also in China!
Milong started yelling as soon as he came up, and then he found that the work above him had been completed long ago, in an orderly manner. The only thing that seemed a bit messy was his group of brothers who were staring blankly around a big bed.
"Ah? This, this, is really done? This, this, is really done?"
Ayi said cautiously beside him, wiping the sweat off his head with a small towel.
"Your goods have all been moved to the basement."
"Ah, yes, yes, they've all been moved there. I can testify!" Shuo Yu raised his hand to indicate that he had checked everything. His pockets were now heavy.
Milong stared around, perhaps only then did he truly feel that he had a home, a home that belonged to him in this small town of Zenda in the southwest. He was still unconsciously retorting that what Ayi was talking about was not a basement, but a cellar, a ground cellar where cabbages could be grown in winter.
"You can also grow onions, potatoes, etc. In Northeast China, every household has a cellar."
"Ah, yes, yes!"
Milong was circling around, looking for something, looking around like a headless fly. Finally, he looked at the group of brothers surrounding him and knelt down without hesitation.
His brothers had never seen him like this before, and they were so frightened that they hurried to pull him up. Mo Zihua stood up and said,
"My fellow villagers, uncles and grandpas, I am Milong. It is because of you brothers that I have this nest. I am here, I kowtow to thank you all, really!"
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