She got up and opened the door, and saw that it was a little Taoist boy with a little restrained face.

The little Taoist boy bowed slightly and said softly, "I want to tell you something. The Taoist priests on the mountain have been very busy recently, and their daily practice is full of work. So I wonder, if you have time, can you help you to go to the mountain to make vegetarian food and carry water and wash vegetables. In this way, the Taoist priests can also spare time to concentrate on their practice, which is good for everyone."

Xiaohong's heart skipped a beat. She understood that there was probably no room for rejection behind this seemingly negotiated tone.

On this mountain, after all, I am living under someone else's roof.

She bit her lower lip gently, hesitated for a moment and nodded and responded: "I understand, little Taoist boy, I will tell Brother Xiaoyu."

The little Taoist boy Zhanyan smiled and bowed again: "That's my hard work, sister, you have to worry if you have time." After that, he turned around and ran away briskly.

Xiaohong gently closed the door, leaned her back against it, and looked up at the dark roof.

She knew that from now on, life in Kunlun Mountain would be even more relaxed. Not only should we be cautious, but we should also share more work.

But if this is not the case, what can it be?

Xiaohong hurried to Luo Xiaoyu's door and raised his hand to knock. Luo Xiaoyu opened the door and saw Xiaohong looking anxious, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiaohong relayed the little Taoist boy's words to him. After hearing this, Luo Xiaoyu's face suddenly became gloomy and said hatefully: "Hmph, they really know how to get some needles. Just in the dining hall, they gave us a look. Now they have come up with a way to prevent us from eating white rice and send us to do these rough work." His fists were clenched, his joints turned white, and he was obviously extremely angry.

Seeing this, Xiaohong hurriedly pulled his sleeve and whispered: "Brother Xiaoyu, don't be angry. We are here, so we should do some work. If we pay more, we will feel at ease when we eat in the future. Just treat it to repay the Prime Minister and to continue to stay safe here."

Luo Xiaoyu's breasts fluctuated violently, and she paced back and forth a few steps in the room. After a while, she stopped and breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was still full of reluctance, she nodded helplessly: "Okay, Xiaohong, I'll listen to you. I'm just working, so we're not afraid! But if they dare to make things difficult on purpose, I will never forgive them."

Xiaohong nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in her eyes.

"I know, Brother Xiaoyu. Let's do the work first, and then talk about the others later."

Luo Xiaoyu stared at Xiaohong, her eyes full of movement, and she sincerely praised her.

"Xiaohong, you are really kind." After saying that, he couldn't help but grab Xiaohong's hand with a burning look, "It's actually not hard at all here. As long as I can work with you, I feel very at ease and full of happiness."

Xiaohong didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and her cheeks suddenly turned red, like ripe purple eggplant, hot and hot.

She lowered her eyes in panic, her heart was like a deer bumping around. She hurriedly pulled her hands back, and stuttered: "Brother Xiaoyu, you... don't talk nonsense."

His hands were tangled with the corners of his clothes uneasy, and his body turned slightly, trying to hide his shyness.

Luo Xiaoyu then came to her senses, realized her loss of composure, scratched her head, and smiled embarrassedly, "I...I am just the truth, I can't help it."

Xiaohong turned around and returned to the house as if she had escaped, with her pace fast.

The morning light is first dewed, and the soft light shines on the winding mountain paths of Kunlun Mountain.

Luo Xiaoyu and Xiaohong got up early and prepared to start the day's work.

Luo Xiaoyu walked to the well in the yard, skillfully tied the bucket, turned her head to look at Xiaohong, her eyes full of pain: "Xiaohong, go pick some vegetables. The job of carrying water is too heavy, I can do it."

As he said that, with his hands pressed, he steadily carried the shoulder pole and walked down the mountain with two buckets. Although his steps were a little difficult, he was firm.

Xiaohong nodded slightly, responded to "Okay", and walked towards the vegetable garden.

In the vegetable garden, all kinds of vegetables were tender and tender. She squatted down and carefully selected the mature vegetable leaves with a gentle technique, for fear of hurting them.

After a while, Luo Xiaoyu carried two buckets of water up the mountain, her forehead covered with sweat, and her cheeks flushed red.

After pouring the water into the water tank, he kept chopping the firewood. The axe raised high and fell heavily. With a "click", the firewood cracked in response, and his clothes had already been soaked in sweat.

After Xiaohong finished picking the vegetables, she was busy washing vegetables, washing rice, and preparing to cook.

Although the two were busy, they cooperated with each other. During the period, they occasionally looked at each other and smiled slightly, as if there was a power without words flowing between each other's hearts.

After a busy morning, the meal was finally ready.

The two of them walked towards the kitchen hall with food. On the way, Xiaohong whispered: "Brother Xiaoyu, thank you for your hard work today."

Luo Xiaoyu grinned: "It's not hard work, as long as you are with you, you will be happy to do anything."

On this day, the sun is warm and the breeze blows the plants and trees of Kunlun Mountain.

Luo Xiaoyu was chopping firewood with sweat on her head. The axe in her hand rose and fell, and the firewood cracked with a "crack" sound.

Xiaohong was concentrating on washing vegetables not far away, and the water droplets wet her sleeves.

Not far away, several Taoist priests who were originally responsible for these miscellaneous tasks happened to pass by. Seeing their busy figures, they exchanged tacit glances with each other and quietly flashed into an empty room next to them.

As soon as he entered the house, one of the Taoist priests couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed: "It's so easy today. With these two free labor, we can save a lot of effort and concentrate on practicing in the future."

"That's right," the other Taoist priest echoed, with a full face full of pride, "I was afraid that they would eat and live for free at the time, but now it's very useful, so I'll wait to enjoy the fruits of it."

Everyone said everything, and they were filled with joy and calculations, as if they had seen the leisurely days ahead.

He didn't notice at all. Not far outside the window, Luo Xiaoyu raised his eyes while chopping wood, and just caught a glimpse of their shaking figures. He paused the axe in his hand, and his eyes instantly became cold.
Chapter completed!