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After climbing the mountains, the two finally found the hut where the man lived.

It is a very simple hut with a sloping roof. In the small yard, there are some onions and cabbages that are usually needed. When they arrived, an old man was sitting outside the yard squinting his eyes and drawing. He didn't notice them, but kept Staring at the village in the distance - at noon, the smoke from the houses rises from the houses, slowly fainting in the blue sky.

"Is he that Mr. Zhang?" Zheng Anzhi asked.

Yin Zhihou nodded, stepped forward and said something to him, the old man was slightly surprised, and then talked to him in a pleasant manner.

Zheng Anzhi stood aside in confusion, and suddenly found that the boss seems to be able to get along with the older generation.

I don't know what he said, but the old Mr. Zhang shook his head suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yin Zhihou approaching, she asked strangely.

"Mr. Zhang said that he never sells paintings, and usually gives them away soon after the paintings are finished." Yin Zhihou sighed.

"Then he agrees to give us one?"

Can you take it as a painting at any time?It takes inspiration.

Zheng Anzhi looked at Mr. Zhang helplessly. He was still concentrating on painting. It seems that this painting has been promised to give to others.

"It's fine to draw another picture as it is." Zheng Anzhi muttered.

The pen in Mr. Zhang's hand almost slipped.

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When it was time for lunch, the two lingered in this hut for a while. It seemed that the boss had made a plan to grind to the end. After eating in silence, he didn't mention leaving.

Zheng Anzhi was depressingly sent by Mr. Zhang to weed the crops in the yard. She put on a straw hat and squatted in the yard with tools to hoe here and shovel there. No attention.After finally raising his head from the state of burying his head and working hard, he realized that the back hem had been dyed the color of mud, which was very obvious on the white fabric.

When she was upset, she suddenly saw Yin Zhihou on the roof.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw her standing in the yard looking like a farmer, with some muddy handprints still on her face.Yin Zhihou raised the hammer in his hand and shook it, and she understood: he was repairing the roof.

Zheng Anzhi smiled wryly. The two white-collar workers went to the mountains to do this kind of work. It really felt like returning to the countryside.

She felt that Yin Zhihou had never done such a thing, but the roof was repaired very professionally, and looking at the crops on the ground that she accidentally stepped on, it seemed that no matter what she did, she needed talent.

Yin Zhihou seemed to be serious, and quickly turned his gaze back to the roof. The sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks.The noon sun shone on his face, and this earnest look seemed particularly dazzling, and she couldn't help but raised her hand to cover it.

The busy day passed quickly, Zheng Anzhi mastered the tricks of weeding, and worked harder, and even ate two bowls of rice by dinner time.And Yin Zhihou still looked thoughtful, took a few bites casually, and then went out for a walk.She knew that he didn't like being followed at this time, so she followed Mrs. Zhang to the mountain village for a stroll.

The sun had just set and the sky was dim. The place was full of small stalls when it was about to fall into the night. Mrs. Zhang said that things were the cheapest at this time, and the sellers were somewhat anxious because they couldn't get rid of the leftover vegetables after a day of selling.Zheng Anzhi followed behind and looked around, bought some dried fruit, and suddenly smiled slightly. She thought of her parents, who probably lived like this in a corner of the world.

The life of Mr. Zhang's family is leisurely and comfortable. Next door lives a family of three including his son, daughter-in-law and grandson, and his granddaughter is studying in a foreign university.At night, the women's family gathered together to play cards, and Zheng Anzhi was also pulled over to be cannon fodder.

On this day, Mr. Zhang had a sudden inspiration and shut himself up in the room for a whole day.Mr. Zhang's son stood at the side of the poker table, watched his wife play poker, gave some advice from time to time, and sometimes said something wrong and revealed her cards. cool.

The stove was burning, and suddenly Mrs. Zhang raised her head and asked her son and daughter-in-law suspiciously, "Where is my grandson?"

The two couples were startled when they found that their eight-year-old son had disappeared. They searched the cabinets and under the table, disturbed Mr. Zhang and his elders, but found no sign of the child.

Mrs. Zhang patted her legs: "Isn't it going to the woods? This kid likes to run around."

"What do you think of the child?" Mr. Zhang scolded.

"Don't talk about this, go find it quickly." Mrs. Zhang picked up the clothes on the hanger, and rushed out to find her precious grandson in a hurry.

"Mom, don't go out when you are so old, let's go find it." The son quickly grabbed her.

There were only two flashlights at home, so Mrs. Zhang gave up the idea of ​​going to find her grandson in person, and urged her with a restless mind.Zheng Anzhi interrupted and followed the couple out to help.Although she is not familiar with the road, she still knows how to get here.

After leaving the small yard, the three soldiers divided into three groups. Zheng Anzhi and the child's father each took a flashlight, and the child's mother ran to the village to look for it.

Zheng Anzhi separated the two husband and wife, and went into the deep forest alone with a flashlight. The tall trees quickly covered her figure, and her steps were on the fallen leaves. The small area of ​​light made her see the stones in the forest as something else.She ran around aimlessly, and the rustling sound of the weeds on the ground made her terrified.

To be honest, although she, a young man, is supposed to help these elders, she still has some regrets.

A gust of wind blew over, she rubbed her arms on both sides with both hands, and continued to walk forward hesitantly.

I don't know how long it took to turn around, and the fallen leaves were crushed by her wherever she walked. She began to think: Maybe the child's parents have been found, and she has been looking for it for so long, why don't you go back?

Just when she made up her mind to go back the same way, there was a sudden rustling sound not far ahead, like the sound of fallen leaves being crushed. Zheng Anzhi shone the flashlight forward, and a figure gradually came into view.

The light suddenly shone into his eyes, and he turned his head reflexively and closed his eyes.

Zheng Anzhi, who was startled at first, realized that it was Yin Zhihou who came, and hurriedly pointed the flashlight at his feet.

"What are you doing here so late?" Yin Zhihou frowned and asked.

"Mr. Zhang's grandson is missing, so" Zheng Anzhi noticed that he was slightly bent over, and when he looked carefully, he found the child on his back. He said happily, "Boss, how did you find him?"

Yin Zhihou started walking in the mountains after dinner, and he didn't walk very far.Mr. Zhang's grandson sneaked out of the hut and bumped into him. The child pouted aggrievedly and said that he wanted to go out to play. Before Yin Zhihou could react, he quickly dodged into the woods.Before he could come to remind the child that it was dark and dangerous, he threw him to the spot, and in the end he was really worried and followed.

It wasn't until the child was exhausted that he had no choice but to carry him on his back and began to find his way back, and now the naughty ghost was sleeping soundly on his back.

Now with a flashlight to illuminate, going back is not a problem.Yin Zhihou, who had been walking in the dark for a long time, heaved a sigh of relief, and walked side by side with her, with a pale yellow halo leading the way.

"Boss, did I really sleepwalk that night?" Zheng Anzhi suddenly thought of something and broke the silence.

"You really don't remember?" Yin Zhihou asked back.

"I seem to have come here in the pavilion in that courtyard, but it seems like I'm dreaming." Zheng Anzhi thought for a while and said.

"Because you fell asleep later." Yin Zhihou said helplessly.

"That's right." But how did she run into the room afterwards?Zheng Anzhi shook her head and stopped thinking about this question. Anyway, what is certain now is that she does not have the problem of sleepwalking.She tilted her head and looked at the taciturn boss, always feeling that he seemed to have something on his mind recently.

Although she has never been a person who takes the initiative to care about others, she still couldn't help asking: "Is there something wrong with Shuiyan recently?"

Yin Zhihou was stunned for a moment, but he didn't remember that he had recently received a call from the consortium. Manager Yan should have handled the matter well.He was a little surprised: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because boss, you've been a little absent-minded recently."

Yin Zhihou was silent.

He remembered the scene of Junbiao and him drinking together shortly after the rumored feud.It was supposed to be a relaxing time after solving the incident, but neither Junbiao nor he was as relaxed as expected.

Such a handsome appearance seems to be rarely seen.And he also understands that the turmoil has not completely subsided this time.

But that's not what Goo Joon Pyo said.Under the dim light that day, he put down the wine bottle and asked him, "Zhihou, tell me, can Jinsicao and I go to the end?"

He didn't understand why he asked such a question, but he still gave an affirmative answer.They have gone through so many things, after F4's support, Ha Jae-kyung's concession, finally got the approval of President Jiang, with so many people helping them, now they are the happiest, no one has ever doubted at this point.

He vaguely felt that something was going to happen again.

"Do you still remember the girl who fell by the swimming pool last time?" He looked at Zheng Anzhi and said calmly.

"Remember, it's Chairman Gu's girlfriend, right?" The last time when he stayed at Su Yizheng's house, even a few coughs would make Gu Junbiao frown in distress, how could he forget.

"Her name is Jinsicao."

"Eh? The one who was specially admitted to Shinhwa High School five years ago because he saved a student who jumped off a building?" Zheng Anzhi was slightly surprised.

"Will they be happy?"

"Didn't you say that happiness is won by yourself? With the personality of the president, how could it be impossible to win it?"

"That's true." Yin Zhihou smiled slightly, remembering the way Gu Junpyo was stalking Jin Sicao back then.

But boss, you suddenly asked what to do with this kind of thing, it really is a four-dimensional thinking.

"Ah Choo!" The child who was soundly asleep suddenly uttered a sound.

"I told you not to run into the woods, it's freezing now." Yin Zhihou tilted his head slightly, reproaching him warmly.

"No! It's not cold at all." The child said stubbornly.

"Oh, why are you sneezing if you're not cold?" Zheng Anzhi pinched his nose.

"There's a bug flying up the nose."

The two adults looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

Responsive and will make excuses.This kid is very promising if he is a receptionist, but it's a pity that he's a boy.

"Junyuan, don't run around next time, do you know that your parents and grandparents are all worried." She rubbed the child's hair and said.

"Sister, didn't you run around too?" He said unconvinced.

"I'm looking for you."

"Liar, you've been talking to brother all the time."

"That's because you have been sleeping like a piggy since the beginning, and you can't wake up even if you scream."

"Junyuan is not like a pig." The child pouted.

"Then why did you sleep so hard?"

"That brother often sleeps on the table, and he can't wake up even if he is called to eat. Is he also like a pig?" Junyuan rolled his eyes and said slyly.

Yoon Ji Hoo, who had been amusedly listening to their bickering, finally stopped laughing.

Zheng Anzhi held back a smile and turned his head to one side, covering his mouth and secretly laughing.

☆, thirteen, fourteen