It is also rare. It is finally willing to come out of his hat. Otherwise, he would really think that the fox in his family would hibernate, but he has never heard of it in the past ten years that it can hibernate every year?

"By the way," Luo Yuyi turned around and asked Xiao An as well.

"How did you get others to give up the house?"

This house is equivalent to a family. Xiao An is really capable and even lets someone give up his family to them. Is that family really not afraid, they burned their own house.

"Young Master, don't know."

Xiao An also replied while moving things.

"The young man said he would give them some money and let them live in this place for a few days." If it weren't for the only one here, he would want to rent an empty house.

At least there are no one living in it or clean. No matter how good it is, it has been slept by someone, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

He and Fu Yan won’t mention it anymore. Anyway, they can live anywhere. Even if they live in a doghouse, they can just spend the whole night if they are confused.

But their young master is not good. He feels guilty when he is such a fairy figure as his young master, letting him live in such a bad place.

Picking up a lot of things on the ground, Xiao An walked into a room on the east side.

"Young Master, this room is said to be used for the marriage for his son, so there is still no one living there. The younger one will scan the place for the young master."

So after thinking about it just now, Xiao An became more satisfied with his ability to do things. Look, he thought a lot for the young master.

Luo Yuyi sat at the stone table outside with the little fox in his arms. The little fox jumped down and followed Xiao An in. I think this may be known. Xiao An wants to make a bed later, so it needs to be able to drill Luo Yuyi's quilt.

Fu Yan took out a teapot, drew water from the well in the yard, and started burning the water with a small stove.

"Can you live here?"

Fu Yan took two cups and placed them on the table, and then put them in them. This action was done in a very good manner.

Of course, it is also difficult for him. He, a swordsman, is now cooking water and making tea here, which shows how boring he is. No matter what, he is, he is all from the world. Now, he can do these things, just like a seven-foot man embroidering flowers with a big knife.

Needless to say, he knew how to make tea with him. He learned this with whom he learned it. There was no other person except Luo Yuyi.

"Why do you ask this?"

Luo Yuyi was so confused that he didn’t know why Fu Yan asked such a question?

Fu Yan looked up at him.

"Your identity is out of place."

Luo Yuyi smiled

"What identity is there here? Only when the identity is at a specific time, place, or person can it be called identity. Believe me, if I don't have a Lizheng here, I don't have any money to use, of course I don't have the money to be useful."

Can his own identity be given up on his house? The answer is, it is impossible, so he is really not as effective as money.

The water in the small stove also boiled.

Fu Yan lifted the pot and filled the cup with water. Soon after, he could see the tea leaves in the water stretching and floating in the teacup. They were small pieces, very perfect, and there were no scraps. It seemed to be slightly green, with only a thin golden edge on the edge of the leaves.

Luo Yuyi also picked up a cup and placed the teacup on his lips. The teacup was a kind of light white with no patterns on it. Only some words printed on the bottom of the cup seemed to be faintly revealed in the cup.

Although I don’t know what material it is, I already know that these are all good things of great value.

After taking a sip of the tea in the cup, Luo Yuyi was surprised. The tea brewed from the well water also tasted a little good.

The water quality is not bad.

Fu Yan also picked up a cup. All the way they went, they drank this tea. These were brought by Luo Yuyi from his mansion. How could the things in the Shuo Palace be bad?

When he went out, Shen Qingci, who was eager to love his son, had already thought of this, so he brought a lot of it for him, and he could not have eaten these teas. If he just drank it, it would be enough for him to drink it for about a year or two.

Luo Yuyi sat here and sipped it lightly, while Xiao An was very diligent. He swept here and wiped it clean inside and outside the house, and the table was spotlessly wiped. Finally, he brought their young master to bedding and lay it down. The little fox jumped on it, stretched his waist, and then lay down there and fell asleep.

Xiao An looked at the table and felt something was wrong. He quickly ran out again and grabbed several handfuls of green leaves from the other person's vegetable garden. He didn't know what they grew. Anyway, it was just a handful of vegetables.

He took out another jar, drew some water from the well, then inserted the leaves into the jar, and placed them on the table in the house, which made him feel much more pleasing.

"Young Master, you can rest."

After Xiao An finished packing up, he hurriedly came out. The little fox was so tired that he lay down. Now he was still snoring. He could even make a fox so tired, so it would be human.

"Not aware, I'll sit here."

Luo Yuyi is not too tired yet, so it’s better to sit down and wait until the night is over.

"That's how..." Xiao An also wiped his hands on himself.

"Young master, I'll go out to buy something, and then find someone who can cook it and cook it for us." Thinking of the hot meal, Xiao An is so ruthless now. He has eaten dry food for several days, and his mouth can fade out, even if he is given a bun.

"Go." Luo Yuyi waved his hand lightly. By the way, he remembered something again, bought a chicken for every year to eat.

"Don't worry, young master," Xiao An slapped his chest. He woke up. The fox had a very snatching mouth. Even if his young master hungered himself, he would not have hungry the fox.

So he will naturally bring the little fox's portion.

"By the way, young master."

Xiao An remembered something.

“It doesn’t seem to be long every year.”
Chapter completed!