Maybe I saw the real life scene in the slums, or maybe I was moved by the great dedication and hard work of Li Tongzhuo and others. Anyway, Liu Wenrui was in a heavy mood when he drove home.

He regretted it a little, and he should have lived a happy life with Xiao Miaomiao. You said you had to be curious, why did you go to Kibera?

There is no medicine for regret. I listened and looked at it, and the scene of Kibera was engraved in his heart.

Now he himself can't tell whether it is because he is a sentimental person or because of the influence of the mask on himself. Or, both.

I was not so comfortable, and I was a little bored on the way back, and he didn't have the passion to play with his speed. So the return time took a little more.

As soon as I got home, I saw Brother Flat Head standing up at the dining table outside, and his little paws were also grabbing him and the little guy.

The little guy's eyes were also very good. He shouted "Ping Ping" in his mouth, and his little hands also grabbed it back.

The flat-headed brother couldn't stand it anymore and jumped directly from the table to the stool, but he forgot that his strength was not that strong. However, even though he rolled and crawled on the ground, he would run quickly towards Liu Wenrui after getting up.

Not to mention, looking at this little thing, the negative emotions in Liu Wenrui's heart have been reduced a lot. Especially when he saw it "hugging" the little guy now, he felt even more relieved.

Even though Brother Flat Head has a bad temper, he is still somewhat conscientious.

"Boss, since you left, Honey Badger has been waiting for you at the dining table outside."

At this time, Masica rushed over.

"This is what we are thinking about eating. Masica, the rainy season is coming soon. What else do we need to prepare here?" Liu Wenrui asked.

"Boss, we can actually not do much. Unless there is too much water accumulation, we can drain the water." Masica said with a smile.

"Don't worry that too much rain will wash away the soil? Don't worry that it will cause the fertilizer to be lost more severely?" Liu Wenrui asked curiously.

When he heard Lao Liu's words, Maxika was stunned. He had never considered these questions. Isn't it just that they planted coffee trees? After planting them over the years, who has considered these?

Looking at Masica's appearance, Liu Wenrui understood and thought a little too much.

There has always been a rough planting model here. If you do too much refinement, they will not understand it at all. Then you can follow the local customs and don’t think so much. People have been here for so many years, and the coffee tree has always been like this.

I put aside my little worries and went to the kitchen to soak a bowl of noodles. My baby girl should also use bottles of milk and fruit to fool her.

Xiao Miaomiao is not picky about food, just eat. But today the car is a bit long, and it feels a little sleepy when drinking. Her little head is bit by bit, and she is reluctant to put down the bottle of milk in her hand.

Comrade Liu didn't feel any pain at all. Instead, he felt that the little guy was really cute now. He was almost a typical representative of the tiger father. He really felt sorry for his daughter and could really mess with his daughter.

After eating too much instant noodles, he became a little bored. But today he was too lazy to cook, so he could only make do with it. After eating for a while, he saw Kipkori outside walking in with a small bag and crutch.

"Kipkori, is this newly found sorghum rice?" Liu Wenrui asked curiously with instant noodles.

Kipkori nodded, "This time I saw it in a village near a tribe. I think these sorghum are very white and not as red as before. Try it."

"It's so hard. Finding sorghum for me hasn't delayed your normal work, right? How are your legs?" Liu Wenrui asked hurriedly.

Kipcorry grinned, "Simon, my legs are much better. Today's tourists come back early, so I can finish work earlier. Well, I'll go back with my children too. Goodbye Simon."

After Kipcory finished speaking, he walked quickly with crutches, and his posture was as wild as he used to drive.

These are the seventh bag of sorghum rice found by Kipkori. In fact, Liu Wenrui is no longer very hopeful now. He was thinking about when he could see if he could introduce the delicious sorghum plant at home through certain channels.

Although this matter seems a bit difficult, there are many projects that countries cooperate with African countries now. Especially in agriculture, they also provide a lot of technical support to African countries, so this matter may be easy to operate.

But this was also Kipcorry's intention, so he opened the bag and scooped some with a small basin.

Not to mention, the rice this time is indeed whiter than the previous ones. It may also be done by the shelling work. The sorghum rice used to be red after cooking.

The little guy was really sleepy. When he cooked sorghum rice, the little guy was already lying on the dining table, holding the bottle and sleeping soundly. The flat-headed guy didn't do anything, put his head on the little guy's belly and hanged his belly to sleep.

Lao Liu thought it was fun, so he took a photo with his mobile phone and posted it on his Moments.

What surprised him was that he just discovered that Li Tongzhuo's message was sent over, "I won't tell you if I get home."

Seeing the news, Lao Liu was a little stunned, and then he felt a little excited. Is this the girl caring about herself?

Anyway, when he looked at this news, he felt the urge to talk about the young man. After thinking for a long time, he didn't know how to reply to the news.

"When you are on vacation, go to your place to see the honey badger. You are busy and don't have to go back."

He was still hesitating, and another message from Li Tongzhuo came.

Looking at the news, Liu Wenrui was setting off firecrackers in the toilet, shaking the feces. He was so excited that he couldn't help but grab his cell phone and waved it in the air for a long time.

Anyway, he felt that since Li Tongzhuo said so, it means that his previous criminal record was not very important, but what is important is now.

The corners of his mouth were grinning to his ears, stirring the sorghum rice in the bucket, which was also very happy.

After cooking for more than forty minutes, he took some sorghum rice with a spoon and tasted it. Then he was stunned and took another big mouthful, regardless of the heat.

This is really the familiar taste, the familiar taste, the taste at home.
Chapter completed!