Su Mo helped them up and said with a smile: "Even the people who work here are not slaves. They are just here to help. We are all one family."
Fang Ying looked at her in disbelief, and Hu Xiuhong ran over and said: "It's true. Whatever you can do and know how to do, do it. Then you will be paid. If you save it yourself, you can do whatever you want in the future.
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Fang Ying looked at her brother with regret, "I just want to raise my brother and get him a marriage in the future, but..."
She sighed, looking lonely.
Fang Yu seemed to know his sister's discomfort. He held her hand and looked at him with eyes as clear as water.
Su Mo found that his eyes were very bright and clear, with no impurities at all.
The sky is as pure as if it has never been polluted.
Maybe it's just that you can't see or hear.
She looked at him intently, and he turned to smile at her and made a gesture of thanks.
Su Mo understood immediately. In her previous life, she had worked as a volunteer in many places and spent time with deaf-mute people. She could learn many gestures in one day.
She thought for a while, made a few gestures from memory, and told him, "If you are willing to learn, you can actually read people's mouth movements."
He looked at her in surprise and she nodded.
He laughed happily and nodded vigorously, indicating that he wanted to learn.
Su Mo is worried again, she knows a little bit, but others don't understand here.
But she can't stay here too long.
She gestured, "You learn slowly. Recuperate first."
When he smiled, it was as clean as fresh spring water.
Hu Xiuhong jumped up happily and immediately went to ask someone to clean up the house and prepare meals.
Because Shui Mei was rescued by a young lady, Fang Ying and her brother were particularly sympathetic to their illness and took the initiative to take care of them.
Several boys and girls instantly became friends.
Su Mo left there and came out and saw Master Jing under a peach blossom tree.
He is wearing a moon-white spring shirt, with black hair like a waterfall, and the bun on the top of his head is tied with a golden crown. Under the blue sky of spring, he looks like an immortal in a painting, elegant and elegant.
She had never thought that someone could be so complex and contradictory, that he could organically integrate elegance, coldness, arrogance, evilness, and depth into one body.
