"Patriarch, are any of you married like brothers or sisters?"

"Married? What is that?"

Lu Yuxi accidentally said modern words, no wonder he didn't understand: "It means getting married."

"No, since decades ago, our old patriarch stopped us from doing this, so no one here is a brother or sister."

"Oh, that's it!" Isn't there another reason for this?

The night slowly got deeper, and the storm was still blowing, almost everyone went into dreams, only Lu Yuxi and Kurobe stared at them.

"What do you think of me?"

"Looking at your beauty makes me unable to extricate myself." Kurobe's words are like a joke, but they are serious.

Lu Yuxi smiled bitterly. When he first went to the cellar, he clearly messed up her hair. He was embarrassed to say this.

"Nervous, sleep."

Looking at her lovely sleep, Kurobe smiled softly, hoping to be with you in the days to come.

After a good night's sleep, Lu Yuxi stretched her waist and found that there was no one in the cellar. What's the matter? Away by the wind?

"Oh, it will be like this every time there is a strong wind and heavy rain, really, oh!"

"Don't complain, Lao Niu. After all these years, are you afraid of the future? Life is over.

After the storm, the ground was in a mess, and a beautiful little thatched house was blown away without a trace.

"Kurobe, what happened?" Lu Yuxi, who walked out of the cellar, rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"The house built by the tribe has fallen, and everyone is worried."

Lu Yuxi opened his eyes, and saw that the wheat that had grown so well fell to the ground all at once, and the house on the ground was blown to pieces: "How could this happen!"

"The house is made of straw, and there is no way to withstand this storm." Kurobe observed very carefully.

Everyone is busy rebuilding after the disaster. Fortunately, the weather is relatively shady and it will not feel uncomfortable.

"Drink water, father-in-law, you also drink water." Jing Tian helped to pour the water one by one, even the naughty two children were busy with everyone.

"Little girl, can you do me a favor?" Jing Tian looked at Lu Yuxi.

"Just call me Xiaoxi, if I can help you, just say, there is him." He pulled out Kurobe.

"Even if we all haven't eaten breakfast yet, can you..." If it weren't really busy, Jing Tian wouldn't want to trouble Lu Yuxi.

"Yes, but..." Lu Yuxi looked at the messy scene, not knowing where else to start.

"It's not here. Go ahead. There was a small house that was not blown up in the year. Where is my mother, can you help me prepare meals for the whole village."

"Of course it can." Lu Yuxi coldly sweats, and the whole village is united.

He took the Kurobe and left: "Let's go, cook with me!"

"..." It's too obvious if she catches the strong man. He grew up with a gun and he has seen such things.

In a small corner behind, I found a house that hadn't been blown to. The roof was still smoking. It seemed to be the beginning.

"Mother-in-law, are you there? We're here to help."

"Why are you here? There is a lot of dust here. Just let my old lady come, and you can go back and rest." For Jing Ma, these two bodhisattvas who helped the patriarchs find jewelry, how could they be allowed to help.

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