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In short, she felt that this feeling was a little strange.

Han Yao couldn't make a decision.

"Lao Yu, where are you?"

"This way, this way..."

Only then did Uncle Wang bring a few people and ran over.

Everyone looked, the two had fallen into a rabbit hole. Han Yao's leg was injured, so it was not convenient for them to go up. Everyone chucked the rope down, pulled Han Yao up, then pulled her up again.

Han Yao hurriedly thanked everyone after she climbed back up.

Uncle Wang let the few villagers return first, while he packed his tools, ropes and the like.

Yu Shuyuan was not injured, but his feet were swollen. He carried Han Yao on his back and carried her down the mountain step by step.

After returning home, Yu Shuyuan thanked the villagers, and washed Han Yao's face and feet, then applied some medicinal herbs to the bruises on her waist. After tormenting themselves for a long time, Yu Shuyuan decided to cook some noodles for the two of them when it was deep into the night. In the end, Aunt Wang knocked on the door.

"Han Yao, Lao Yu, I came back to wrap some dumplings. They have just been prepared.

Yu Shuyuan took the dumplings, and thanked Aunt Wang profusely.

"Yao'er, come here. Auntie has brought dumplings. Come, eat while it's hot. "

Han Yao immediately said: "Aunt Wang, thank you."

"Why are you being so courteous? You're welcome. Plus, I took you to the mountain today to pick mushrooms, but I lost you. I also feel very guilty. Yao'er, I'm really sorry. "I didn't think that much at the time. You wouldn't blame me, would you?"

"I'm fine. Aunt Wang, this is not your fault. I walked into a ditch myself, slipped, and fell into the creek. I can't walk. You must have been waiting for me there alone for a long time. I don't blame you. I was careless. "

"Han Yao, you are so nice."

After Aunt Wang left, Han Yao and Yu Shuyuan just finished their dinner.

"Um... This dumpling is really fresh, so fragrant. This smell, it was so familiar. "I need to ask, how does Aunt Wang wrap the dumpling?"

Yu Shuyuan took a bite and savored the taste. He moved closer to Han Yao and said softly, "Yao'er, this is the mushroom you guys went to pick today. This wild mushroom tastes different. "

Han Yao opened up the dumpling and looked at the filling.

"It really is a mushroom."

Han Yao suddenly screamed, "Ah!"

"What's wrong?"

Yu Shuyuan anxiously put down the bowl and asked: "Yao'er, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? or what? "

"No. I remembered my mushrooms. Did we forget to pick up my basket and mushrooms just now? "

Yu Shuyuan was shocked when he saw Han Yao's gloomy expression. She thought that she had just recalled something, but in the end, she just missed her little mushroom.

"Stop thinking about it. Your mushrooms, your small basket, Uncle Wang brought it back for you." Yu Shuyuan stood up and went to get it from the door. There were only a dozen or so small mushrooms left inside …

"That's it …"

Han Yao pouted, aggrieved.

She had painstakingly picked the entire afternoon, but in the end, after being tossed around so late and so tired, there was only this little bit left. A big basket of mushrooms, all for nothing.

"Alright, Yao'er, it's fine. Isn't it just a mushroom? If you like it, I'll go out and buy it. You won't be picking these mushrooms in the future, it's too dangerous. You are not familiar with the terrain here, and you have no experience in the wilderness. "Therefore, in the future, when I'm not at home, you're definitely not allowed to pick mushrooms."

"Oh."

The next day, Yu Shuyuan went to work at the brick factory again.

Han Yao's leg was injured, she could not go out to work anymore. She could only grudgingly cook at home, sew and mend, and tidy up the house.

"Yao'er, look at my clothes. Do they look good?"

Aunt Wang went to the market today and bought a set of clothes. However, Aunt Wang was a skinny upper body and fat lower body. Han Yao looked carefully at the skirt she was wearing, she realised that the waist was too thick, and the bottom was too short, to the point that the body of the Aunt Wang which was supposed to be exposed was not exposed. This should not have been exposed, but now it was revealed.

Therefore, Han Yao boldly said to Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, I want to help you cut this skirt a bit more. After I modify it, you can wear it if it looks good on you. If you don't like it, I'll buy you another one. "How is it?"

Seeing that Han Yao had already said this, Aunt Wang decided to give it a try.

"Yao'er, you said that your hands not only know how to cook, but also how to make clothes? I really didn't realize before that you had so much skill. "

"Aunt, don't mock me."

Han Yao withdrew the waist of the skirt by a little bit, and then sewed the rest of the cloth under the skirt. However, Han Yao had cut them into strips and slowly sewed them together as ornaments. This way, the skirt was a bit longer, covering her thick thighs, and also exposed her slim waist.

Aunt Wang put on the changed skirt, revealing his whole body right away. Furthermore, the old-fashioned old woman's dress had suddenly turned into a trendy one with a bit of style.

"Yao'er, my god, you are too powerful! Yao`er, if you go and sell clothes, those who sell clothes on our street will all collapse. This modification of yours, from the looks of it, is just a few moves. Why are you so powerful? "

Aunt Wang was especially satisfied with the modified dress.

In the end, that afternoon, Aunt Wang wore this skirt back in the village, then after that …

When Yu Shuyuan got off work in the afternoon, what he saw was more than ten middle-aged women sitting in his courtyard, holding clothes and pants in their hands.

"Yao'er... Your leg is injured, so you need to lie down and rest. Why are you sitting down? " Yu Shuyuan walked over with a pained heart, and checked Yao'er's legs, only then realised, because she had sat down too many times, her feet were slightly swollen.

Han Yao looked at Yu Shuyuan. Something was still embroidered on his hand.

"Han Yao, the embroidery of your flower looks really good. "My daughter didn't like to wear such shabby clothes before. Looking at this flower now, I wonder what kind of happy expression she'll have."

The middle-aged woman happily took the clothes and left …