Such a pair of hands that read and write, but they hugged me lightly.

Su Cai'er thought about it and her face turned red again.

Zhao Ce watched as the tips of the little girl's ears turned pink again.

I wondered a little blankly, what did I say to make this little girl shy?

At this time.

There was a voice calling the door from outside.

Zhao Ce said softly: "I'll open the door."

Go outside the fence gate.

Then he saw Zhao Wenhao standing outside his door covered in sweat with a load of firewood at his feet.

After Zhao Youcai returned home, he asked Zhao Wenhao to pick out the firewood he had laid in the morning.

After all, Zhao Ce is not here during the day, and he has only one female dependent at home.

Zhao Wenhao couldn't just pick up the firewood.

After Zhao Ce opened the door for him, he said gratefully: "Brother Wenhao, thank you very much."

Zhao Wenhao curled his lips and said, "This is what my father asked me to do."

"Thank him if you want."

This Zhao Ce was the only one who could exchange a few words with his brother Zhao Wensheng before.

Facing my own mud-legged person.

That is basically not something to be taken seriously.

Zhao Wenhao still remembered that he once went to the city to meet Zhao Ce.

Say hello to him.

The classmates next to him all saw him.

As a result, Zhao Ce directly said that he didn't know him, turned around and left.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wenhao became angry.

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "I want to thank you and uncle."

"Come in and have a bowl of water first?"

With that said, he shouted into the house.

"Cai'er, give me a bowl of water for my cousin."

A soft voice of agreement came from the room.

Zhao Wenhao said disgustedly: "Just drink water."

"I'll just help you take the firewood into the woodshed."

"Otherwise, if you drink water, you, a scholar, will resent me for soiling the bowls at home."

"If it weren't for the fact that you can't lift your shoulders or lift your hands, I wouldn't even want to step through your gate."

Zhao Ce didn't mind his words at all.

He smiled and said: "I don't mind it."

As he said that, he bent down to pick up the firewood on the ground.

Zhao Wenhao quickly stopped him.

"Hey, how can you pick it up with one hand?"

"This is all wet firewood, very heavy!"

"You, a scholar, have no calluses on your hands, so you will definitely not be able to do these jobs."

"Leave me alone..."

During the conversation.

Zhao Ce held the pole in the middle of the firewood with one hand and made a slight effort.

So he picked up the load of firewood.

Zhao Wenhao's word "come" was still stuck in his throat.

His eyes couldn't help but widen.

He watched Zhao Ce easily holding the load of firewood in one hand and walking towards the house.

After taking two steps, he turned back and said without a breath: "Brother Wen Hao, come in."

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ps: The author has something to say these days, but it is always reviewed but not released.

Yesterday I was talking about asking for leave, but I said I wasn't feeling well and asked for a day off.

==The results were reviewed all night and still didn't come out.

I have no choice but to write it here.

We resume normal updates today, now is the third chapter.
Chapter completed!