In fact, there are so many excellent things about this man, but he just ignored them because he was too close to her.
Zhao Yun'er was not idle either. Both father and son were writing and drawing. She also picked up paper and pen and started drawing.
What she drew was the house that her family was going to build.
Since we want to build it, we have to make it something different from the ones in the village.
The buildings in ancient villages were relatively simple, with only one floor, mostly adobe houses, and few brick houses. It is relatively simple, similar to a courtyard style.
Zhao Yun'er felt that this kind of house was a bit rustic. The most important thing was that it was not very practical, and it didn't feel very comfortable to live in.
She plans to build a special one that combines the characteristics of houses of this era. Design a small balcony on the second floor, put some flowers and plants on it, put a few tables and chairs, and drink tea if you have nothing to do. Doudou and Mu Lianfeng can write and draw in the attic. It should be more artistic.
After a while, the appearance of the new house appeared on Zhao Yun'er's drawing paper.
After the house was built, Zhao Yuner wanted Zhao Wenhua to surround the yard with a wooden fence, plant some vines and morning glories on the fence, and plant some flowers, grass, and fruit trees in the yard. In this way, the house has not become a paradise on earth.
In the 21st century, she had thought about building a residence like this in the countryside when she was old, but she didn't expect that it would happen in advance.
After finishing the painting, the sky outside gradually darkened. Several people were so focused on it that they forgot about the time.
Zhao Yun'er pulled herself up, took a breath, and got ready to cook.
"Yun'er, let me help you too." Mu Lianfeng said.
"No, you are busy with your business!"
Mu Lianfeng still stood up, "It's okay, Yun'er, let's go together. I'll do my business after we finish eating."
Zhao Yun smiled and said, "That's okay."
"Yeah!" Mu Lianfeng followed.
Two figures were busy in the kitchen.
"Yun'er, I may not come back until very late these days, or I may live in the mountains."
"Very busy?"
"Well, the big mine still needs to be well prepared. It's quite troublesome. Mo Yan can't handle it alone!"
"It's okay, you go about your business, I'll just take Doudou with me!"
She is not the kind of woman who can't live without a man, not to mention Mu Lianfeng has his own things to do.
"Yun'er, after I've been busy for a while, I'll go to Yangcheng to set up a stall with you, right?"
Zhao Yun'er was amused by Mu Lianfeng. If the prince really set up a stall to buy breakfast, her breakfast stall would not be watched by people.
"Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Zhao Yun'er asked with a smile.
"It's their business to laugh. It's my business to want to go. I don't want to see my wife working hard!"
"Forget it, Mu Lianfeng, you still can't go. If you go and are discovered by the people of the Prince's Mansion, I don't know what to say to me then. Maybe I spread rumors and I don't know how to enslave the Prince. Then I will I can’t stand your grandma anymore!”
Zhao Yun'er saw clearly that if Mu Lianfeng really went, the situation would only become more serious.
Mu Lianfeng sighed and looked at Zhao Yun'er with distressed eyes, "Okay then... Yun'er, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work!"
Seeing this home getting better and better, the original hard work can be ignored.
While Zhao Yun'er and Mu Lianfeng were having a tender moment here, on the other side, in the Zhu family's yard, sounds of "ouch, ouch, ouch" could be heard from time to time.