Joy is not a cure for disease

Li Qiusheng felt much better after sleeping, he could eat and play, he was very happy.

Lu Pinghou asked him to sit down, and wanted to have a serious conversation with him.

"I got you a fake identity."

"Oh?" Li Qiusheng was curious, "What identity?"

"From now on, you will be my distant cousin. If someone asks you, just say that you are here to recuperate. Do you understand?"

"En." Li Qiusheng nodded excitedly.

Lu Pinghou rubbed his head, "Take your previous life as a dream, you are reborn now, you know?"

Li Qiusheng was touched, but still nodded obediently.

"I can't bring up anything from the past, understand?"

Li Qiusheng nodded seriously.

Lu Pinghou gave him the little red book and asked him to keep it.

"what is this?"

"Gold medal for avoiding death."

Li Qiusheng stared, "Really!?"

Lu Pinghou curled his lips into a smile, and pinched his face again, "Usually don't let others see it casually, if something happens, show it out, and I guarantee that no one will dare to mess with you."

Holding up the little red book, Li Qiusheng felt that it was very awesome, and the image of Lord Hou in his eyes was much taller and brighter.

Lu Pinghou thought of another thing, "When is your birthday?"

"August 22."

Lu Pinghou thought that this is all over, and after thinking about it, he asked again: "Is it the lunar calendar?"

Li Qiusheng was puzzled: "What is a lunar calendar?"

Lu Pinghou was speechless, "It's okay, but the birthday may have to be changed. I will change it from the lunar calendar to the solar calendar for you. You will know in the future. I will explain to you in detail when the ID card comes down."

Although Li Qiusheng didn't quite understand, but he understood that Lu Pinghou was taking the trouble to arrange it for him, he was very excited and couldn't repay him, so he slapped him on the cheek.

Lu Pinghou was taken aback for a moment, looking at the little psychopath in disbelief.

Li Qiusheng blushed and looked at him embarrassedly, "Thank you...thank you..."

The corners of Lu Pinghou's mouth curled up, his heart was blooming.

No one else in the small villa has delved into Li Qiusheng's origin.Li Weilin and Zhou Hui were both picked up by Lord Hou. As the saying goes, heroes don't ask where they come from, and they tacitly know each other.

Lu Pinghou's cronies and dog friends only knew that he had picked up a little psycho, and they used all means to detain him, and they knew it.

It's nothing to do with yourself, the world of adults is so hypocritical.

Lu Pinghou was going to inspect the fields in the afternoon, and seeing Li Qiusheng's face that the baby also wanted to go but the baby dared not tell, he couldn't help being amused, so he called him up to give him a lot of insight.

Lu Pinghou drove far away, and Li Qiusheng had never been to this area. Many large machines were working in the field, and there was a good harvest everywhere.

Li Qiusheng looked strange, amazed again and again, and kept asking about the origin of these "monsters".

The autumn harvest in Lujia Village is a formality. There is a fixed time, and the TV station will be invited to interview and broadcast live.Of course, there are many factors to be considered in the autumn harvest, such as auspicious time, weather, personnel allocation, pre-publicity warm-up and so on.

But some crops cannot wait for that time, so they need to be harvested in advance, for example, fruit carrots.

Lu Pinghou parked the car next to a hidden corn field, and accompanied Li Qiusheng to watch the live version of harvesting fruit and carrots not far away.

Like a shovel, a large machine pulls up a long piece of slender fruit carrot.Fruit carrots are as thin as a finger, 10-15 cm long, crunchy and sweet, nutritious and very popular.

This kind of harvesting scene is what Zhou Hui likes to watch the most. He feels like the blackheads that have grown for many years are uprooted once, and the indescribable comfort in his heart is instantly cured.

Lu Pinghou lit a cigarette in the car, and started puffing.

Li Qiusheng looked at him ignorantly.

Lu Pinghou really likes the handsome little psycho.

"What are you looking at me for?" If you look at it again, you will be eaten.

"What do you keep in your mouth?" Li Qiusheng frowned, "It tastes so strange."

Although it was a convertible car, the two of them sat close to each other, and they still suffered from a little neurosis.

Lu Pinghou teased him with a cigarette, "Would you like a sip?"

Li Qiusheng opened his mouth without saying a word, "Ah—"

Lu Pinghou was amused by his teasing, "You really...why eat everything."

Marquis Lu Ping's evil charm and madness made him even more confuse the common people when he smiled. He was wearing a white round neck T-shirt, showing his collarbone, very sexy.

Li Qiusheng stared blankly, his gaze gradually shifted from his collarbone to Adam's apple, chin, plump lips, high nose bridge, and then those bright black eyes that see through everything, deeply reflecting his own shadow.

Two suspicious blushes gradually rose on Li Qiusheng's cheeks, suddenly felt that the weather was so hot, and then his eyes began to wander...

Lu Pinghou lingered among the flowers all year round, and he had a pair of piercing eyes. He could naturally see the emotions of Li Qiusheng, a little chick. Without saying a word, he bent down and blocked the mouth of the little psycho.

The lips are soft and slippery, sweet like honey and mellow like wine.

There is also a faint smell of tobacco in the nasal cavity.

Li Qiusheng's face turned red, shrunk his shoulders, closed his eyes, and responded jerkyly under Lu Pinghou's leadership.

The golden cornfield exudes a strong smell of ripe crops and love (fa) love (qing).