Chapter 89: Moving

Zhao Lan answered: "I will be able to do this very quickly. The road doctor said that it is all about the family, otherwise they will be separated from us."
This should not have been said at this time, but Zhao Lan has already said it quickly, Bai Hao had to say: "Liu Long uncle, this matter also asks you to keep it secret. If the white family knows this, it will definitely make trouble. We don’t care, we’re afraid that they will blame the road doctor for this, and it’s not good to take the opportunity to pay for the doctor.

Li Chang nodded again and again: "I understand, rest assured, I will rotten in this stomach, no one will say." Li Changhe laughed straight, and the last worry in my heart was gone.
After the long walk, Zhao Lan and Bai Yu squatted back to the cabin with their little bags. When they opened the door of the wooden house, they were stunned by the scene inside.
The wooden house is no longer in the former wooden house. The sundries that had been piled up in the wooden house have all been cleared out. There is a bed in the room. The bed is covered with brand new bedding. Two embroidered pillows are placed neatly on the bed. A small window was newly cut on the wall, and a curtain was hanging on the window.
There are two wooden frames in the corner, two new wooden basins on the shelf, and a small dressing table. There is a bronze mirror on the dressing table. Although it is not exquisite, it makes Zhao Lan excitedly crying. Out of the air.
We must know that when she married Bai Sanzhu, she did not have such treatment. She said that she did not even have a new bed.
Not to mention the decade after the death of the three pillars, she and her nephew did not shine through the mirror.
It was just some simple furniture, but the tears that Zhao Lan moved were not stop.
Living in such a room can feel that you are a person!
Hu Feng took a bucket of water and walked into the wooden house. Seeing Zhao Lan secretly shed tears on his face, but his face was laughing. Bai Hao was calmly comforting Zhao Lan. He replayed the bucket and shouted to the white: "I will do dinner, The pheasant is already ready."
Bai Hao turned to look at him, the tall figure stood at the door, against the light, she could not see the expression on his face, but could clearly feel his goodwill.
"Hu Feng, thank you."
Hu Feng swept away the newly-built things in the house, and everything was his own.
Thinking about their previous living environment, he naturally understood their current mood.
"The flowers are all the money you earned. You don't have to thank me. I just have some strength." Hu Feng said calmly.
"Thank you for that, not everyone will be willing to give these strengths to our girls."
There are many people in the village who sympathize with their mothers, but they can also use their mouths to secretly confess the white family. Who will pay for their help?
Hu Feng condensed her face, the eyes on the little face, like the stars in the night, shining brightly. "If you really want to thank me, then today's dinner will be done well, then you will repay me."
She suddenly smiled, and her lips opened a clear and purple zinnia flower, revealing the white teeth. "Well, it will not let you down."
When Hu Feng left, Bai Hao gave Zhao Lan a bowl of water to wash his face: "Mother, look at you like this, if you let others see you, you must not laugh at you."
Zhao Lan smirked and smirked, and there was a red glow on the face: "I am dying. I have just seen Hu Feng. I don't know how he thinks about me. It is a shame."
Bai Hao helped Zhao Lan to finish his face, and he wiped his face. He smiled and said: "Hu Feng saw nothing. He is not a person who loves to break his mouth. He will not think too much, you can rest assured."