Traveling Through the Stars

Each durian tree bears at least 500 fruits. It took less than an hour for the husband and wife to pick all the durian fruits from ten trees. A basket of pomegranate fruit was poured into the sink, and the wooden faucet was turned on. Feng Ling rolled up his sleeves to wash, and Luo Bi also washed, standing beside him busy rolling up his sleeves.

Feng Ling stopped, wiped her hands with a towel and rolled up Luo Bi's sleeves. The man was very particular about his work, and with a few movements of his slender fingers, he rolled up the soft fur animal skin sleeves neatly.

One section is just right, too many will catch cold on the wrist, even though the indoor temperature is as warm as spring, it is cold winter after all.

"Okay." The man's expression was as gentle as jade.

Robbie happily ran to the sink, dipped her paws into the water and washed the fruits, and splashed her sleeves in a few strokes. A little bit of wetness would not make people feel uncomfortable. Robbie looked down, Immediately slow down.

Seeing her playing happily, Feng Ling took the porcelain jars to another sink to wash. The porcelain jars were not big and there were not many of them. After washing, he wiped off the water stains and put them aside to dry. After finishing all this, he brought a clean towel to Luo Bi.

"Don't do it, just dry your hands and go play," Feng Ling said.

Luo Bi didn't go to play, but she had already had enough water, so she took a towel and sat aside to wipe the pomegranate fruit. Feng Ling didn't stop him, he moved quickly, washed all the pomegranates, took another dry towel and sat down to wipe the pomegranates with Luo Bi.

Half an hour later, Feng Ling picked up Luo Bi and took her back to her room to sleep. Luo Bi didn't want to sleep: "I'm going to make durian fruit into wine tonight."

"Leave it to me, you should go to bed." Feng Ling handed Luo Bi a cup of hot milk.

"I'm with you." Robbie held the cup and refused to drink.

There was a smile in Feng Ling's eyes, and he sat on the bed and took a cup from Luo Bi's hand to feed Luo Bi to drink. He coaxed, "There is no rush to brew wine. I'll take a bath and come back to sleep with you later."

Thinking about brewing durian fruit wine, there was really no rush, Luo Bi lay down under the blanket, Feng Ling tucked her in the corner of the blanket and went to the bathroom. Luo Bi was still full of energy and didn't want to sleep before, but now lying on the comfortable bed, she became sleepy, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Feng Ling came out of the bathroom, untied the bath towel around her waist and threw it aside, took the pajamas and changed into it, lifted the quilt to the bed and stretched out her hand to hug Luo Bi into her arms, turned off the light with the other hand, and the room was dark.

"Sleep." Feng Ling said.

Robbie moved when she heard this, and fell asleep in the man's arms. The next day Feng Ling woke up, his eyes were clear, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Luo Bi's mouth lightly, got out of bed, covered Luo Bi with a quilt and went to the balcony.

Feng Ling didn't want Luo Bi to work hard for brewing durian fruit, so she called Luo Hang to send someone to help: "You don't need to cook, come and eat together."

"Alright." Luo Hang hung up the communication.

There was a group of livestock waiting to be fed in the backyard. Luo Hang asked Huaran to add animal feed to the livestock, and the family drove the suspension car out after a quick work. Today, the wind is relatively strong, and there are heavy snowflakes in the sky. It was only seven o'clock in the morning when Luo Hang's family of three arrived at the garrison base.

The steak that Feng Ling put on the grill was not cooked yet, Luo Hang and Guan Zhuting went in and washed their hands to take over the kitchen, Feng Ling and Hua Ran took advantage of the time to start peeling durian fruit. After the breakfast was ready and the four of them ate, Feng Ling went back to the room and took a look at Luo Bi before going to the war department.

Luo Hang knew his daughter's temper best, so he didn't wake up anyone. After clearing the dining table, the family was busy peeling durian fruits, peeling them one by one, without any water.