In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

"On the contrary, it is you, Brother Zhao, who has been dealing with these tedious matters since early morning."

"You've been busy all morning without even a chance to rest. You must be exhausted."

"Let's not waste time here. Let's go home and eat. Only when we fill our stomachs can we have more strength."

He Yushui listened and nodded repeatedly, agreeing with Wang Jianguo's words. She tilted her head slightly and said with a smile:

"Before I came this morning, I specially rolled some noodles for Brother Jianguo to eat at noon."

"There should be a lot of food left at home. We can go back and have a hot meal without having to cook. Let's go, don't hesitate."

As she spoke, she took the first step forward, her eyes revealing her anticipation for hot meals at home and her concern for Zhao Shuzhuo and Wang Jianguo.

Zhao Shuzhuo looked at the two of them, a warm feeling welling up in his heart, and the fatigue on his face seemed to be alleviated a little.

He stood up slowly, stretched his body which was a little stiff from sitting for so long, and then followed their footsteps. The three of them walked together towards home.

Along the way, the sunlight shone on them, outlining three long and short figures, as if telling the ordinariness and warmth of this rural life.

And this little storm gradually dissipated behind them, leaving only the expectations for future life and the tacit understanding of companionship.

When the three returned home, the afternoon sun was already setting. Since they still had work to do in the afternoon, they simply prepared noodles for lunch.

The steaming noodles are served on the table, giving off a light noodle aroma. Although not rich, it can fill your stomach quickly.

Zhao Shuzhuo finished his meal in a hurry and went straight back to his room. He was thinking about Cheng Si, who was about to take over as the village chief. In order for Cheng Si to take over the job smoothly, there were many materials that needed to be carefully prepared.

He sat at his desk, spreading out various documents, data and notes on the table, looking focused and serious.

He began to carefully sort out his thoughts and work on organizing the materials that were crucial to Cheng Si. Every page he turned was accompanied by his seriousness and responsibility towards his work.

He Yushui walked silently towards the messy kitchen that Wang Jianguo had made yesterday. In the kitchen, the cooking utensils were tilted all over the place, and there were stains and water stains on the walls and the floor. It was obviously difficult to clean up.

Wang Jianguo looked at the chaotic scene, feeling filled with guilt, and insisted on helping to clean it up.

He walked forward and reached out to pick up the rag, but was stopped firmly by He Yushui. He Yushui said with concern:

"You just had a serious illness and you are still weak. You need to rest more. I will clean up the kitchen."

After saying that, she gently but forcefully pushed Wang Jianguo onto the bed, and carefully tucked the quilt in for him to ensure that he could have a good rest.

After Wang Jianguo lay down helplessly, He Yushui turned and walked towards the kitchen, put on an apron, and began to clean up seriously.

She first picked up the scattered tableware one by one, put them in the basin, and carefully washed every greasy plate and bowl.

For those stubborn stains, she either wiped them hard or scrubbed them patiently with a brush, leaving no corner untouched.

Then she squatted down to clean the wall. She found a clean rag and carefully wiped the oil and stains splashed on it. Her eyes were focused and determined, as if she was completing an extremely important task.

Inside the house, Wang Jianguo lay lazily on the bed, enjoying the rare quiet afternoon time.

The sunlight shines through the cracks in the window, casting a few golden rays, and dust dances slowly in the air.

He folded his hands behind his head, his eyes wandering aimlessly on the ceiling. Time seemed to slow down and stretch out at this moment, and a feeling of boredom gradually came over him.

Suddenly, his heart moved and he thought of Yu Li and the others. His longing for them spread like a tide, and he really wanted to share every bit of his life with them.

He climbed out of bed quietly, crouched over to the window, put his eyes close to the window glass, and peeked out like a scout.

He saw that He Yushui's figure in the yard had disappeared. After making sure that there was no one around, he returned to the bed and sat down with peace of mind.

Then, he closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and the scene of the system space emerged in his mind. He silently recited the opening command in his heart.

As a faint light flashed, the system space slowly opened in his consciousness.

Yu Li, Li Dujuan and others were sitting together, talking quietly, when Wang Jianguo's voice suddenly appeared in their ears.

They all showed surprise on their faces. Wang Jianguo cleared his throat, put on a faint smile, and began to tell them everything that had happened recently.

He described the customs and people of Jianye Village, talked about the interesting interactions with neighbors, and the stories of Zhao Shuzhuo and He Yushui, all in vivid detail, as if he was telling a wonderful story.

However, when he mentioned his illness, his eyes flickered slightly and he deliberately downplayed it, saying only that he had a little discomfort and was no longer serious.

He really couldn't bear to make them worry about him, and was afraid to see anxious looks on their faces.

After talking about his recent experience, Wang Jianguo's eyes revealed a hint of anticipation and longing, and he said to Li and the others enthusiastically:

"After the New Year, when the weather gets warmer, I plan to build a big house in the village. Then, the system space will be open."

"I will bring you all to live in Jianye Village. We can live together there and be with each other every day."

His voice was full of longing for a better life in the future, as if he had already seen the scene of everyone having fun in the village.

Li Dujuan and Yu Haitang looked at each other and shook their heads after hearing this. Yu Haitang frowned slightly, with a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in his eyes, and said:

"Brother, the village you mentioned is a rural village. There is nothing there, no toys or flowery dresses, and no TV to watch. I don't want to go there." Yu Haitang also nodded and added, "Yes, we have been here for a long time. We may not be able to do anything in the countryside, and it will cause trouble for you."

Wang Jianguo was slightly stunned by their refusal, with a hint of surprise and disappointment on his face. He was about to ask for the specific reason and try to persuade them.

At this moment, a crisp knock on the door suddenly sounded in the silent room, breaking the original tranquility. The knock on the door echoed in the empty room, seeming particularly abrupt.

Wang Jianguo was startled and instantly came back to his senses from the thoughts in the system space. He hurriedly gave the command to shut down the system in his mind.

Then he stood up, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and walked quickly to the door to greet the visitor whose purpose was unknown.