For some reason, you are sure that you have fallen deeply in love with this female spy who gave you two needles as soon as they met.

Zhang Sirui—

After simply using dinner, the female spy brought you to the residence arranged for you.

It was a small house built with unique stone bricks in the local area. The roof was a corrugated spire that was not common in this era. After entering, it was a unique world: a small room with clean single beds, clothes drying racks, independent bathrooms, stoves, and all kinds of daily necessities. There was also an antique dressing table that I got from somewhere.

"This is the house I lived in when I first came. After I got a little free, I moved to the next door. The house is a little bigger, hehe. Toothbrushes and towels are all brought from the city and have not been unpacked. The style of the water heater is relatively old. Come here and I will teach you that you must first open the water valve, then turn the button to light the fire..."

"I know, a gas water heater." This is a water heater that has been eliminated in the last century.

"Then there is no problem." The female spy yawned, put her hips on her hips and moved her muscles: "I've been busy all day, so go to bed early tonight. You're driving from such a faraway place, you should be exhausted, right? Then come again."

"Uh, wait a moment."

The female spy had already walked out of the door and leaned into half of her head from outside the door: "What are you doing?"

You scratched your head.

"My name is Zhang Sirui, where are you?"

"Oh, this." The female spy laughed out loud, probably thinking that she had been nodding at you for a long time but didn't remember to report each other's names.

"My English name is Rihanna     Rose. If you want to call it Chinese, just call it whatever you want. Anyway, we are the only two left."

After saying that, she waved to Sunday under your feet again:

"By bye bye baby! See you tomorrow!"

Sunday shook his tail and responded happily.

As soon as the door was closed, you immediately lowered your head and looked at each other with Sunday.

On Sunday, I quickly calmed down my flattering smile and clamped my tail and looked pitiful.

You pounced on and hugged Sunday and rolled into a ball with it.

"You are a wolf-hearted person! You forget your righteousness when you see color! You value color over father!"

"Wang!" Sunday screamed.

"When I was anesthetized by her, what did you do with her? Let me be honest!"

"Wang!"

"ah?"

"Woom!"

"I! Listen! No! Understand! Ah!"

You no longer have sex with Sunday, take off your shoes and lie on the bed, take out your phone, enter the name Rihanna    rose on the search engine of the outside network, and you really get some information related to the female spy. A news report on a ted anti-detection technology lecture three years ago, and the speaker is Rihanna    rose. You click on the details, and the picture shows the female spy herself: at that time, her hair was not so fluffy, shorter, like a red bob, wearing sunglasses that covered half of her face, and she looked quite capable.

"Maybe it's a fake name." You muttered, throwing your phone aside, and unknowingly, your tiredness surged.

You slept well that night.

You have not slept so peacefully for a long time. Over the past year, you have traveled around and spent the night in many beds. At first it was the house left by your parents, then the Junjue Hotel, and then there were all kinds of B&Bs, Apartments, and cottages. Only this night, you don’t have to worry about tomorrow before going to bed.

The next day you got up very early. As soon as you finished taking a shower, you heard a knock on the door. Sunday, you rushed to the door excitedly and wagged your tail. As soon as you opened the door, you saw a sleepy female spy with bleak eyes and messy hair, as well as a Tibetan wolf Shirley on the left and right, and a mechanical dog Alpha.

Sunday seemed a little scared of Shirley, and as soon as she saw her, she immediately became depressed and her tail drooped.

"Wake up? Have breakfast."

You followed the female spy out, turned left, walked a few steps and arrived at a duplex stone house. This is already the most "unique" house in this village. It is estimated that the former owner must be from the village chief. When you enter the house, you will find that there is a world inside. The female spy obviously spent time decorating the interior. The interior of the house was all very delicate. It was probably collected from the outside, and even modified the chimney, built a pretty Western fireplace with stones, and a carpet sewn with animal skin was also laid on the ground.

Her bedroom is on the second floor, and there is no intention of letting you go up. You two eat in the living room on the first floor. Two dining plates have been set on the table. You sat down and looked closely and were stunned:

The contents of the two plates are similar: black, something similar to eggs, something similar to black, something similar to ham sausage, two obviously unsteamed quick-frozen steamed buns, and a handful of lettuce that looks quite fresh.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay." You said, sweating like raining: "The room is quite warm."

The female spy looked at you in confusion, without asking any more questions, suddenly clasped her hands together, which scared you.

"I'm going!" She said this in Japanese, then picked up the chopsticks with a heroic expression and stuffed the charred egg into her mouth.

"This is a habit my mother taught me." She said vaguely with something stuffed in her mouth. This makes you remember that her mother is Japanese.

"Uh, oh." You responded, gritting your teeth and putting the egg in your mouth. You can't describe the smell that exploded in your mouth. You just never dreamed that there would be such cruel torture in the world for an egg. This egg would kill people and set fire in your previous life and would be unforgivable.

——At least you have new information, even if you are smart as a spy, you are not completely perfect.

She can't cook.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Ah, oh, nothing, I just woke up and had no appetite."

"Eat more, and you will have the energy to work after you are full."

"Oh, OK..."

"I usually have to do a lot of things a day. Now that we have two people, we can share a little bit, and I can also relax."

"Ah, yes..."

"Are you still used to eating?"

"It's okay..."

You turned your head guiltily to look at Sunday and Shirley. The female spy brought them each with canned meat, and put her bowl next to the Tibetan wolf Shirley, which was quite like the boss to eat first, but Shirley looked quite cold and ate the bowl on her own. You gritted your teeth and grinned at Sunday: You really don't want to eat. You sit on the table, I'll lie down and let's eat it in the same way.

After using breakfast, she threw a package she had with her onto the mechanical dog and led you west.

After leaving the entrance of the village, go up the mountain road. Soon, you will see the terraces on the slope.

"This is where we farm! The last wave of late rice has just been harvested for two months, which is enough for us to eat for a while. The next batch of early rice has not yet reached the planting time, so we have to wait for about a month and a half. But we have to prepare in advance. In another month, it will be the rainy season in early spring. The rainwater will flow down the hillside and wash away the soil, so we have to build a stone wall in advance..."

You probably understand your work. This is a real physical work. You need to move the stones from the bottom of the mountain piece by piece and then build a wall along the terraces. This is indeed a work that cannot be solved by intelligence and talent. Although the female spy is very skilled, she has a height and weight, and she actually has no physical advantage over you. It is indeed appropriate to leave this work to you.

"Do it well! Comrade Zhang Sirui!" The female spy lowered her head than you, and she had to tiptoe and pat your shoulders, making a serious look. You felt funny in your heart when you looked at it.

"If there is nothing wrong, I will go to Dongtou to herd sheep first and borrow it for me on Sunday."

"Ah? Why?"

"What's the reason?" said the female spy for granted, "Sunday is a border collie, and the border collie is a sheepdog. I'm going to herd sheep now. Why don't the sheepdog follow me with you?"

She said it very reasonably. You couldn't refute for a while, but you were so angry: This woman is just targeting your dog. This is an open conspiracy and a divisive plan!

But Sunday didn't care about that, and the tail shaking like a propeller.

"This is my dog!" you said.

"I know, I know. I will give you my reward. I'll find you at lunch time." The female spy patted your shoulder again and took her to Sunday with a smile.
Chapter completed!