After Fuduo washed baozi's face, he stood in the yard and looked at the whole yard while it was still dark. Because of the arrival of the Fox family's father and daughter, the yard was cleaned up by them. They knew very well that they didn't go to sleep in the main room, but they just slept in the east room where Shen Da and Shen San used to live.

In the main room, Fuduo doesn't want to move either.

It's time for her to clean up, and the grass growing on the roof, and the black man lying beside the grass

Fu Duoduo's eyes fixed on the Xuan mirror and picked his eyebrows. "Move your little hand and pull out the weeds on the roof."

"Well?" Xuanjing looks at Fuduo in disbelief.

Let him work?

Suddenly he hissed, the whole person lay down completely and said, "what else do you want to do with this broken house? Why don't my brother give you a trick to create a magnificent hall? "

Fudo immediately handed him an angry look.

"If you want to do it, you can do it. If you don't want to do it, you can pull it down. How can there be so much nonsense?" She walked to the side of the house, patted the wooden ladder that had been used for a long time, and then climbed up.

"I'll go!" Xuanjing was startled.

He turned over and pulled up the weeds around him neatly. He rushed to Fuduo and said, "you go down! Go down! I'll just pull it! With a big stomach, what roof are you afraid of? Who are you scaring? "

Fuduoduo

She silently took back her hands on the wooden ladder. She clapped the dust on her palms and looked at the dark mirror struggling to pull the grass. She couldn't help stirring up a shallow arc on her lips.

Under the thatched cottage, fox father and fox daughter looked at the dark mirror on the roof like a servant who was pulling grass crazily. They could not help but stare at each other.

Together they cast their eyes at more people.

The father and daughter looked at each other again, and saw the same doubts from each other's eyes. They thought to themselves, what is the sacred nature of the woman in red? How can the Lord of the world be obedient to such a degree? She looks like a woman, but I haven't heard that the devil has married!

Xuanjing is pulling grass on the roof. Fuduo scoops a basin of water and carries it into the house.

There was not enough sunshine in the room. After thinking about it, she looked at the fox father who was cooking under the grass shed outside, "ah, who, come and help me."

Fox father saw that Fu Duoduo had something to call him. He immediately lost his words and ran to him.

Joke, even the devil Lord wants to listen to the person, he is a little fox spirit, dare to neglect a little bit?

"What's the matter, madam?" Fox father stood at the window and didn't dare to go inside.

Fuduo pointed to the bookcase and wooden table behind him. "Just come in. I'm heavy. Help me carry these things to the yard. I'll wipe the dust on it and let it dry for two or three days."

It's dark and humid, and the sun is not very good. If you wipe it with water in the room, you can't do it for half a day, and you may get moldy.

Fox father heard the arrangement, immediately action, foot into the house, began to move things.

He had a lot of interest. After several trips back and forth, he moved the broken wood to the yard. Fuduo nodded his thanks to him and asked him to go on. After that, he dipped the towel in water, wrung it dry and wiped it slowly.

Her expression is very serious, the technique is very careful, as if in front of these age-old furniture is the world's unique treasure.

Xuanjing put all this in his eyes on the roof of the house, and hissed: "what's the taste of the spleen? Take a pile of rotten wood as a treasure and return it..."