Doomsday Boss Busy Farming

On July 4, 6 o'clock in the morning in Kunshan.

The smoke is shrouded in the sky, the leaves are green and dripping, the birds are singing happily, the insects are chirping intermittently, and the joy is full of joy.

The sunlight quickly shone into the yard and then through the curtains, it shone into the room on the second floor.

Yang Fengyue, the owner of the room, lay on the comfortable bed, breathing rapidly, her eyebrows were almost twisted together, as if she was having a nightmare.

After a while, Yang Fengyue, who felt the temperature of the sun, suddenly opened her eyes.

This comfort hasn't been enjoying for a long time, and a glimmer flashed in her eyes.

Seeing the ceiling, she noticed something was wrong. Soon, a carp thrust and sat up directly. She habitually touched her weapon and found that it was empty beside her...

Yang Fengyue woke up instantly.

She had already returned home last night.

I also met the master.

Although she had returned to the end of the world, she was still a little uncomfortable waking up in a different environment. The habits she had formed over the years of the end of the world could not be changed.

After shook his head, Yang Fengyue got up and walked to the window. The half-open curtains were gently cast in.

Through the curtains, you can smell the aroma of plants and trees in the yard, and there is a vague smell of medicinal plants and run into your nose.

This is the early morning in Sikunshan.

There are birds singing outside the window.

There is a fragrance of flowers in the air.

Everything is quiet and peaceful.

There are no bloody battles and battles that have to be fought for survival.

Yang Fengyue took a deep breath of the fresh air of Sikunshan. He thought of telling his master yesterday that he would enter the mountain today, so he quickly put on his clothes and tied his hair downstairs. When he arrived at the guest room, he knocked on Chen Jiaer's door.

Chen Jiaer, who is used to getting up early, is ready. She is wearing a neat military green long-sleeved work suit, her hair tied into a ponytail, her eyes are clear and she looks cute.

Yang Fengyue was filled with joy when she saw Chen Jiaer like this. They had experienced hardships and returned to before the hardships, and everything was still in their own control.

Lucky.

Chen Jiaer's sweet voice came into Yang Venyue's ears: "Good morning, Sister Yue."

She greeted Yang Wenyue like before, and her mood was different, and her tone changed a lot, cheerful and bright.

"Ga'er, good morning, let's go downstairs to wash." Yang Fengyue also greeted Chen Jia'er with a smile.

A relaxed look.

"Ruble~Ruble~Ruble~Ruble~"

After a sound of footsteps downstairs, Yang Fengyue came to the door of the first floor and saw his early exercise master Jiuxiao.

The old man with a bright spirit was slowly punching his fist, and his every move was very good. The fist wind was strong and he could feel the changes in the air when he passed through the air. He looked like a fairy-like trait.

Yang Fengyue slowed down and finally stopped at the gate, holding the door with her right hand, cautiously, she was afraid that the scene in front of her would immediately turn into a bubble if she had a move.

Even though she knew she was back, she still couldn't control her heart's beating violently.

After swallowing his saliva, Yang Fengyue suppressed the turbulence in his heart.

There is still some mist in the morning light. Against the light, you can see the girl's unparalleled appearance.

The eyelashes are long and slightly upturned, the eyes are very standard almond eyes, and the ends of the eyes are slightly upturned.

If these eyes are in a calm mood, they should be indifferent to the world.

But at this moment, there was panic in her eyes.

Yang Fengyue's plump lips were pursed tightly, her brows were not spreading, and her heart was very excited.

She is back.

The master in front of me is so real.

However, she would never forget the pain she lost.

Chen Jiaer did not come forward to disturb him.

Go to wash silently.

Yang Fengyue felt that his heart was beating irregularly, his eyes gradually turned red, and there was water vapor in his eyes.

The emotions that had not had time to erupt last night completely broke out in the early morning.

Is it because she fought bravely to save many people in the end of the world that she had the opportunity to live a new life?

God has really never let her down.

It was the master's belief that he worked so hard in his previous life that supported her through difficulties and also made her have the skills to survive in the end of the world.

But she lost the master.

Jiuxiao, who was punching, heard the footsteps of his granddaughter going downstairs, stopped and looked at the girl leaning against the door.

There was a little baby fat on her face, tall and well-proportioned, and her hair was already very long, but they were all tied up and formed a bun on the top of her head, wearing the purple slanted training uniform she likes to wear when she goes home.

However, Jiuxiao discovered the changes, and his eyes and the aura around her were particularly different from the past.

The doubts that had been around his heart since last night were always in his heart. He was very sure that at that moment, she revealed the aura that only a strong man could have.

Very strong!

More than his cognition!

But, how could it be?

Jiuxiao saw the black beads on her wrist. In the morning light, the black beads looked particularly dazzling.

During this period, something must have happened to her that he didn't know.

"Master, good morning." She finally spoke this morning greeting that had been late for seven years.

The previous life was probably the previous life. In the end, she went through a lot of hardships and rushed back to Sikunshan.

However, the building was empty here, and the last moment she left Sikunshan to go to school became her and her master's farewell.

The master was her only family member in her past and present life. During the seven years of struggle in the end of the world, this regret almost became her inner demon.

"Go to wash up, have breakfast before entering the mountain." Jiuxiao gently patted his granddaughter on the shoulder.

With infinite love, Yang Fengyue's heart was filled with.

Yang Fengyue used his nasal voice to "Yeah".

Turning around and going to wash, she had already calmed down after washing up.

I prepared breakfast with Chen Jiaer and planned to cook a bowl of egg noodles for each person.

Jiuxiao entered the kitchen and looked at the busy Yang Venyue, it seemed that it was no different from usual?

The pumpkin ran around her happily, and she teased her occasionally, which made the dog very happy.

Chen Jiaer cooperated with her, and the two of them worked very skillfully, and they seemed to have been familiar with each other for many years.

But when using some kitchen utensils, you will become a little unfamiliar.

After dinner, Jiuxiao sat under the grape trellis, and the teapot on the table was smoking. Yang Fengyue walked over and sat down, looking awe-inspiring, and poured tea for Jiuxiao in a little unfamiliar way.

The dog pumpkin shook his tail and rubbed her feet, and then went to play on his own.

Yang Fengyue's heart suddenly became very warm, and her smile remained on her face.

When Jiuxiao saw that her tea-filling behavior was the same as when she used kitchen utensils just now, she was already very confused.

He knew that Yang Fengyue wanted to hide her worries, but no one could ask her. This kid had been twisted since she was a child.

Chen Jiaer had never tasted tea like this before. Because she had no chance, she curiously learned to pour a cup of tea for herself, and then blew it down.

Comfortable.

Then he looked at each other with Yang Fengyue and smiled.

Both of them understood the emotions contained in each other's eyes.

After drinking tea and taking a little rest, the three of them brought the things they prepared last night and locked the door and entered Sikunshan, which was densely vegetated.