A New Home Built in a Carriage

"How about we stop here tonight, Ling?"

He pretended to hold the reins with one hand, but in reality all the work of controlling the horse was left to the young girl held in front of him with his other hand. Fangran looked at Ling sitting in his arms and then glanced left and right at the nearby people. The environment feels pretty good.

Although he swore in the morning that he could drive a carriage, he fell into a trap and deceived the girl twice. At noon, because of his outspokenness, he said that he would look like a big one. This kind of thing is extremely cruel to the girl who is looking forward to her future growth. 'fact,

However, Fangran, who quickly obtained his 'pardon' from the young Queen, discovered...

At this age, Ling is surprisingly easy to coax.

Although he was not very skilled, at least he was better than some idiot who only knew how to throw the reins and could not drive the car down the slope. Ling swung her legs innocently and cutely, leaned back and leaned against his chest, raising her head. Big light golden eyes looked at Fangran from below.

At this moment, Ling is not wearing the same black and white gothic-style gorgeous long-sleeved skirt as she was a hundred years ago, but is more like the classical Lolita of her age and era, with warm beige fabric sewn on the edge. A soft chocolate-colored skirt spreads out under the intersection of pleated lace and bows.

The black knee-length stockings were replaced by milky white, and the long sleeves that originally covered her hands were replaced by pure white fluffy sleeves. Thin red ribbons were tied under the shoulders and around the wrists.

Like a little kitten that cuddles up and acts coquettishly.

"Well...doesn't it really matter if we park in the wild like this..."

Last night, I was tired from running in the heavy rain and crying, so I quickly fell asleep and didn't care. However, the girl was still a little uneasy and scared about sleeping in the wild. However, hearing her worries, a certain magical boy said with joy. :

"Of course, don't worry, I'm a C-level strongman. Bandits, robbers, and bad guys like last night will die as many as they can. You don't have to be afraid when I'm here."

"Um..."

Listening to his words, I remembered that in the heavy rain last night, this figure held her tightly in her arms. The hand holding the reins was placed on her knees and twisted around her fingers. The girl nodded softly and inaudibly, and then raised a beautiful happy smile:

"Then shall we sleep in the carriage tonight?"

"Forehead...."

Hearing her ask this question, Fangran choked on some words and glanced behind him. Although it was much larger than the aristocratic carriage used for traveling, it was after all used by ordinary businessmen to pull goods and would definitely not be comfortable. The crudely made carriage gave me a headache.

Because although it is a carefree trip with no destination, no time limit, and freedom,

But after setting off, he realized that he still needed to consider many issues in life.

In fact, because there used to be a maid in Milan who was responsible for laundry, Fangran only noticed now that although she had a silk nightgown when she slept at night, Ling seemed to only wear that gorgeous black and white gothic dress.

That's why he thought of using a new dress to calm Ling, who seemed awkward but was actually shy, and decided to do something lazy and luxurious like washing clothes when [Chuangpai] got new ones.

Of course... the baby definitely didn't think of this method just to take pictures in the first place...

??(≧д≦;Absolutely not!

And... don't ask me, who knows nothing about women's clothing, why I made Lolita...

I don’t want to answer (deadpan).

After tying the horse and setting up the supports to balance the carriage, Fang Ran and Ling stood behind the rectangular carriage covered with a layer of fabric curtains. They looked at each other in shock as they looked at the simple environment inside, which was really just a wooden board with burrs for storing goods. .

Forget it, it's much better than just having a flat plate and using the fence ropes as a car wall with your hands...

"Um...."

After thinking about it for a while, Fangran suddenly hit the palm of his hand with the lightbulb on his head, and smiled at Ling with a mysterious smile:

"Ling,

Just wait a moment, um... close your eyes, don't peek..."

Ling, who changed her dress to a different style and color, looked completely different. She looked at him strangely and then closed her eyes obediently.

(;///Д///)Ah, so good! ! I really want to be held tightly in my arms! ! !

Sigh... It would be great if the Queen could always be as obedient, easy to coax, easy to trick and as cute as she was when she was a child...

Recalling the memory of almost being beaten into pieces by the adult limited edition Ling while taking a nap at noon, Fangran felt silent and slightly ashamed.

The heart on his chest lit up slightly, and the Book of Creation appeared in his hand. He put the pen in his hand against his chin and looked at the brilliance of the sun that was about to set in the sky, thinking seriously about a solemn question.

Hmm...what brand of mattress was the mattress that my brother and I slept on when we were little...?

She closed her eyes in peace and relaxation, twirled her fingers around each other, and listened to Fangran's words honestly without peeking. Ling stood there, listening to Fangran who got into the car next to her and was a little confused for some reason. sound.

"I'll go...why can't you put it in..."

"Uh... do I still have to... hammer hammer... do this! I don't want this hammer!"

Bing the sugarcane...(knocking sound)

...

"Hmm...water dispenser...light...small desk lamp...eh(°??°；)? Why do I always feel like something is missing..."

"Um...fuck, there's no socket!"

...

"Mosquito net, realgar, insect repellent spray, black wheat tangerine... um um um... Sure enough, it's better to cover this scummy wooden wall with wallpaper... tape, tape..."

Tear... (tearing sound)

...

"Fangran...are you still not feeling well?"

After waiting for more than ten minutes with her eyes closed, Ling couldn't help but asked in a low voice before she heard the sound of Fang Ran finishing, a little curious about what he was tinkering with in the carriage.

"Right away! It should be ready right away..."

when!

"ah!"

There was a hurried sound from the carriage that Fangran was busy with something, and before he could finish speaking, Ling heard a crisp crash, followed immediately by the scream of a fool being hit on the head.

"Fangran! What's wrong with you!? Are you okay..."

Startled, he opened his eyes in panic and looked into the carriage, but the moment he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his light golden eyes froze.

As the sun sets, the warm wheat fields in the distance sway quietly in the slightly drunken evening breeze, and the girl's long light golden hair and soft beige Lolita skirt also float slightly.

The originally empty rough wooden carriage had lost its original appearance at all. The carriage was almost filled with soft mattresses, blankets and pillows, a simple three-layer wooden table and a water dispenser placed next to it. The bare wooden walls were also gone. Replaced with beautiful wallpaper,

Although he had a hammer and rivet in his suit pocket, various wires wrapped around his legs, and a fallen lampshade on his head, the young man who was hanging the mosquito net looked very funny.

But the girl had an inexplicable urge to cry.

I obviously... can just sleep in the carriage...

"Ah...ahem! Well...although it's a little worse than Milan's home, well, I can barely live in it, haha..."

Since the girl saw the shameful appearance of being hit by the lampshade, the young man cleared his throat and forced an explanation in a serious manner, then scratched his face in embarrassment and laughed.

But it made Ling feel that she felt more at home here than in that luxurious and spacious manor. With the hay and burnt dust in the corner of the ruins, she almost forgot what 'home' was...

No, you can't cry, it will make Fangran worry...

Forcibly suppressing the emotion in her heart that Ling didn't know what it was, she made herself smile excitedly and happily, then climbed into the carriage, and spoke with great effort and excitement in a clear voice:

"Fangran, let me help you."

"Um...Okay, but remember to be careful."

Seeing Ling crawling in with shining eyes, Fangran had no choice but to agree, but felt a little ashamed in his heart.

By the way, Ling, did you forget to ask where all these things come from...

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"Fangran, Fangran, what is this thing?"

"The water dispenser, as long as you do this, you can receive water, and it can also automatically heat hot water~"

"Really!? What about this, what about this!?"

"Ha! This is even more awesome. It's a fully automatic, pollution-free energy-saving lamp that lights up when plugged in. I don't know when it was invented in the future!"

"Then this thing that looks a lot like a wall is..."

"Ah, that is actually paper..."

"And these are...?"

"Hmph, hey, these are the crystallization of human wisdom. As long as you spray these mosquitoes and bugs, they will all die on the spot! The effect is outstanding! As for the packet of powder... ahem, just in case... After all, I'm afraid Ling that you will be frightened by snakes..."

"Fangran, but I'm not afraid of snakes?"

"Just in case...just in case...ahaha...haha...ha..."

"Oh, then this bag must be..."

"...That bag is Xuanmai Ganjie, for drinking..."

"Speaking of which, what have you been watching since just now?"

"Um...I was just wondering...where should we put this generator..."

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The sun smiled and set from the horizon while looking at the quiet and perfect world. The warm orange-red light finally turned into the lavender color of the horizon at dusk. People returned home from work. The pastoral fields of the 20th century were quiet and peaceful under the night.

The moment diesel flowed into the generator's fuel tank, and a stable current was generated, the white light finally lit up in the new home that the young man and the girl had rebuilt. In the carriage at the beginning of the journey, their laughing voices could be heard under the stars. Far...

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