Leisure time of raising children

Chapter 479 Farewell
So he directly reached out and shook Lin Wanjiao's eyes, telling her to wake up quickly.

"No, I didn't think about anything." Lin Wanjiao's fantasy was shattered by Tang Ziyu shaking both hands.

The whole person woke up in an instant, looking at Tang Ziyu and Mo Yan who looked at him with some inexplicable eyes.

Lin Wanjiao immediately smiled embarrassingly.

Both Tang Ziyu and Mo Yan knew very well in their hearts that Lin Wanjiao's words were absolutely impossible to be right.

But the two of them were too embarrassed to insist on asking, so let it go.

Thus, the three of them became silent inexplicably in this slightly weird atmosphere.

Mo Yan and Tang Ziyu, master and servant, mainly did not know what to say.

As for Lin Wanjiao, she is currently trying to recall in her mind, pondering, she has felt that something is wrong since just now, it feels as if she has forgotten something.What did you forget?

After a while... the atmosphere remained silent.

Tang Ziyu silently raised his head to look at Mo Yan who was beside him, and signaled with his eyes for him to speak a few words to break the current deadlock.

After successfully receiving his young master's gaze, Mo Yan turned his mind, thinking hard about how to break the current deadlock.

Thinking about it, it really reminded him of one.

Then Mo Yan looked up at Tang Ziyu and Lin Wanjiao who were standing beside him.

Only then did he open his mouth to break the silence of the atmosphere, and said in a weak voice, "Mrs. Lin, weren't you in a hurry to leave just now? Now. Are you not in a hurry anymore?"

When Mo Yan spoke, Lin Wanjiao suddenly remembered what she had forgotten.

I forgot to go home!
He was interrupted by Tang Ziyu and Mo Yan, the master and servant, just now.

It was forgotten in an instant.

Lin Wanjiao patted her head in frustration.

Then he hurriedly looked up at the sun and estimated the time. If he was going to drive the ox cart now, there should be still time.

"Ziyu, Mo Yan, let's get together and talk when we are free. Now I am in a hurry to go home, so I will go first." Lin Wanjiao hurriedly said goodbye to Tang Ziyu and Mo Yan.

Before Tang Ziyu and Mo Yan could speak, Lin Wanjiao ran away in a hurry.

As for the next pair of master and servant, they just stood there in a daze, watching her figure gradually disappear from sight.

"Why is she running so fast? She wants to leave, can I stop her?" Tang Ziyu muttered softly.

Then he turned his head to look at Mo Yan, who was also stunned, and Tang Ziyu roared angrily.

"Wake up, my sister has already left, we are going home!" After finishing speaking, he walked away without waiting for Mo Yan to react.

"Oh, here we come." Mo Yan yelled behind his back and immediately met his own eyes, then came back to his senses, and replied with a bit of resentment.

As a result, he just took a step and followed his young master a few steps behind.

He felt something was wrong, looked down, and saw that his hand was empty.

Mo Yan hurriedly turned his head to look back, and saw that where he was standing just now, there was a lone watermelon standing there.

He slapped his head in frustration, his mind was getting more and more dull.

Such a big watermelon can be forgotten.

Also absolutely.

Mo Yan hurried over and picked up the watermelon.

Then he looked forward again, and saw the figure of his young master slowly disappearing into the crowd.

Mo Yan quickly stepped forward to catch up, and at the same time shouted anxiously, "Young master, young master, wait for me! I can't find you."

The sound fell, but only two seconds.

"You idiot, I'm here!" A arrogant voice with a hint of gnashing of teeth came from the crowd.

When Mo Yan heard such a voice, he searched the crowd straightly with his eyes.

After a while, he successfully found where Tang Ziyu was.

Mo Yan's brows and eyes were stained with a smile in an instant.

Then with the watermelon in his arms, he stumbled and ran in the direction of his young master.

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And on the other side,
Lin Wanjiao hurried to find a hidden alley to hide.

Take out all the things she just bought from the space.

Then take out some things from the supermarket in your own space.

Then take out the corresponding paper bags or cloth bags and pour them in one by one.

Then put all these scattered meat and vegetables, which were several times more than the ones just bought, into the cage.

Then he hurried towards the place where the bullock cart was.

This speed, Lin Wanjiao is definitely the fastest speed she has used since she traveled to ancient times for so long.

No way, don't run faster.

The bullock cart is gone!
It's better to run for a while than to run all the way.

Lin Wanjiao hurried, and finally arrived when the ox cart was about to leave.

Lin Wanjiao stopped. She was running really fast just now, but she stopped suddenly, causing her breathing to be a little rough.

Panting heavily, Lin Wanjiao walked to the old man who was driving the car, took out a few copper coins from the money bag and handed them to the old man.

He quickly found a seat on the bullock cart and sat on it.

Finally caught up.

Seeing people around me constantly looking at me with curious eyes.

Lin Wanjiao first raised her head and greeted a few people who were familiar with her in the bullock cart.

Then he faced some unfamiliar faces, but he had seen them before.

Lin Wanjiao always chose to raise her smiling face and gave them a standard smile, the so-called stretching out her hand and not hitting the smiling face.

What's more, she didn't have any intersection with these people in the carriage, at most she might have seen them in the village.

Smiling at them was also a way of showing her courtesy.

And those aunts and aunts who had just glanced at her also returned a smile.

The hatchback is safe and sound.

Lin Wanjiao used to run fast.The resulting panting has now calmed down after sitting in the afternoon car for a while.

Ears pricked up, listening to the chatting of aunts and sisters-in-law.

These aunts usually chat with ordinary words.

"How is your family's grain harvest this year? Is it too much? But our family's grain harvest this year is a little less than last year." An aunt's voice was a little sad.

"Our family didn't harvest much grain this time, and it was less than half of what we harvested last time." Another aunt's voice was also full of sorrow.

"Oh, there is no way. We farmers rely on the sky for our food. The weather this year is really not very good. The weather is too hot, and the land at home is dry. The field is tough, and naturally there is nothing to grow without water. Here comes the good food."

(End of this chapter)