The rhubarb dog finally let go of Liu Liang and ran outside. It may be that he is really afraid that Liu Liang will kick the dog. When Liu Liang kicks the dog, the dog feels bad.

It's hard for a dog to have such a changed owner.

"Promising!"

Liu Liang snorted and took out another electric heater from the ring. It looked like that one, but the broken one was white and this one was black.

She doesn't have only one electric heater. Originally, considering that electronic products are easy to break down, she put five or six electric heaters in her ring. There are more narrations there, but now she doesn't know where they are, and Liu Liang can't go out of the village.

She said that she had no problem of self-sufficiency, but she had no problem of self-sufficiency.

It's just an electric heater. What are you afraid of? If it's worn out, she'll replace it with a new one.

After the electric heater was turned on for a while, the room immediately warmed up.

Liu Liang walked to the table, sat down, took out her half written paper and continued to write. Just now, her hands and feet were still frozen, and she couldn't even hold the pen tightly. Now it's good.

Just wrote a word, but Liu Liang thought of something.

The old locust tree at 31 Qin street was written on the paper.

Wu Sijing's words are half true and half false. She can't believe them all or not. After she goes out, she has to go and have a look. Maybe it's true. If it's true, it's a windfall. Xuguo is not. The most important thing is to go once more, and she has no loss.

And maybe it's a good thing to dig out.

In fact, Liu Liang feels that 80% or 90% will be true.

After all, Wu Sijing is at a dead end now. She can do anything in order to leave. In such an environment, in order to live, people can sell themselves, not to mention those extraneous things.

She tore the note out of the book, folded it, put it directly in her own book, put it back in the ring, and then turned out a new page and continued to write.

This is her seventh paper. I don't know how many she can write when she goes back.

It was getting hot in the room. Liu Liang took off her cotton padded clothes and soon she was sweating.

After the rhubarb dog had stayed outside enough, a dog's head poked in, and then he felt the familiar heat in the house. He ran in and crawled in. Then he lay on his mat and enjoyed the warmth brought by the electric heating. He was not afraid to burn his dog's hair.

Liu Liang put down her pen and rubbed her eyes.

She took back all the paper and pens. After uncovering the quilt, she was ready to sleep. It was still windy and snowy outside. The whole village was plain white, and there was nothing but white.

White is clean and white. It's very lonely.

At this time, no one knew that a man was walking on the way to the village. He was wearing a submachine suit and holding a climbing stick in his hand. He was walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Liu Liang opened her eyes. It took her a long time to sit up.

She picked up the quilt and buried her face in it.

She thought she had spoken. They had been separated for three months, and she had never left him for so long.

I don't know how he is. Do you know something happened?

Nonsense, of course, I know. Her disappearance is so obvious that the team can't explain it at first.

Time flies. Three months have passed. Are they looking for her or can't find her? Just let her die and get her a tombstone or something.

Think of this, her heart is uncomfortable again, uncomfortable is also want to cry.

And she hugged the quilt tightly and sucked her nose a few times. The tears were very poor.

The dog bit the quilt and ran away.

Liu Liang raised her face, which also matched an ugly dog face.

After getting fat, it's cute. Some of them look like firewood dogs, and when their tongue comes out, it's a little like laughing.

And she burst into laughter.

"Are you hungry?"

"Wang..."

The rhubarb dog barked.

"You go out and learn to sweep the snow. When you learn, I'll add food and eat good food for you."

There are many spare ribs in her vacuum cooked food. They are all big ones. This kind of dog likes to eat very much.

Rhubarb dog shouted and ran out. He bit the broom with his mouth and began to sweep. He didn't know how he understood what Liu Liang said. Anyway, he heard it and understood it. Of course, he learned it.

Now he can open the door and give things. As long as he learns another skill, he is an all-round dog.

Liu Liang burned some water. After washing her face, she carefully wiped some skin care products on her face. This place is too cold. She doesn't want to freeze her face. Now she is a flower in the village. How can she freeze her face.

Well, she pinched her face. It was still the same tender, beautiful and white.

Where is this little girl from? How can she look so good.

She is very proud of her beautiful little face. Her mother gave birth to her. Look, what a good village flower.

The hair is braided in the fried dough twist two braided, the more she looks, it feels like this is more pleasing to the eye.

The rhubarb dog outside is biting the broom and turning around carelessly. After a while, the dog will be dizzy, while Liu Liang inside is smelly and beautiful. She also took out lipstick and wiped it a little, which makes her lips red and teeth white. How nice

She is narcissistic and lies down in front of the mirror to fall in love with her beautiful face.

She not only has a beautiful skin bag, but also has an interesting soul. Even if there are more goblins at home when she goes back, she can't compare with her, so she must be beautiful and work hard with goblins.

After she finished smelling beauty, she took out a paper towel and wiped the lipstick off her mouth.

Who does she look so good for? A dog?

In such a mountain ditch, it's better to be vegetarian. She scratched her hair a little disorderly, which makes her look like a village girl. No, village flower.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door at the door. Liu Liang expressed her breath and put away the electric heating and thermos cups. Then she went to the hot Kang and paved the quilt flat.

Woof woof

The rhubarb dog outside barked. It was not an acquaintance, so no one would come in.

Liu Liang came out of the house with a crutch in one hand. The yard outside was painted with strange patterns. Almost all of them became a drawn oil painting. This is the ground swept by the dog.