The National Male God of System Rebirth

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The moment he said this, the little boy had already cleaned the wooden planks, then turned his head to Shu Cheng and said, "I don't have anything here, so you can live here as you please."

Shu Cheng glanced at the wooden board, and frowned, but then thought, he has already come out, and he is here to practice, so he still has to endure such a little bit of hardship.

"I don't have any rules here, you can stay as long as you want, but since you are here, you have to take turns cooking outside." Dai Zuan raised his eyebrows at Shu Cheng and said.

"Yeah." Shu Cheng nodded lightly, "You little brat can still cook?"

"Do you dare to underestimate me? My parents haven't come back for several years. Since my grandma passed away, I have learned to cook! Even though you are older than me, I think your cooking skills may not be as good as mine!" Dai Zuan said to Shu Cheng with a mature appearance.

Shu Cheng spread his hands, looking at his young age, he had experienced so many things.

But in this way, the two of them just lived together.

Shu Cheng huddled on that small board, day after day.

Slowly, I became familiar with the people in the village.

Shu Cheng followed them, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

She began to re-understand the world, from the bottom of the life, the life of ordinary people is like this, without the help of the system, without the protection of those rich knowledge, these people live like this.

Slowly, Shu Cheng began to feel that it wasn't actually a system, the sun still rose every day, and daily life continued without much change.

As the days passed, those knots that were squeezed in my heart seemed to be untied little by little.

Shu Cheng and Dai Zuan sat on the path in the field, looking at the golden wheat that was rendered by the setting sun and fluttered with the wind.

Their eyes are all towards the distance.

"I'm sitting next to a tall grain pile... listening to my mother tell the story of my childhood..." Dai Zhuan couldn't help humming a song.

The singing is floating in this vast field, and it will not go away for a long time.

Pleasant and crisp, pure as if the sound of nature from afar.

Shu Cheng couldn't help but look sideways, looking at Dai Zuan's serious side face: "You can sing?"

Dai Zuan didn't answer Shu Cheng's words, but just sang the song on his own. When he finished singing the song, he turned his head and said triumphantly to Shu Cheng: "Hey, brother Shu Cheng, you don't understand too much. Me, anyway, we have slept together for such a long time. You don't know that I can sing???"

"Should I know?" Shu Cheng also asked very awkwardly.

Dai Zuan was so excited that he was about to explode: "Of course you should know! People in our village like to hear me sing!"

"Well, that's it." Shu Cheng nodded thoughtfully, "Actually, I sing very well too."

"Hmph, bragging! I haven't even heard you sing before!" Dai Zuan raised his eyebrows with a look of disbelief, thinking that Shu Cheng was bragging.

"I still need to lie to such a brat like you?" Shu Cheng shook his head in a very helpless tone.

"Then you should sing a song for me to listen to."

Dai Zuan's words suddenly stimulated Shu Cheng's god level, and Shu Cheng fell silent.

She opened her mouth, wanting to sing something, but couldn't sing a single word, and the depression in her heart was still there.

Although it was not as serious as before, Shu Cheng still didn't have the courage to recreate and sing again.