Chapter 39 Like What
On the Weekend, they decided to a wetland park.
People usually cost four or five hours by car, but the Murray family flew directly there by helicopter in less than an hour.
This was a natural forest landscape, a camping site was chosen in front of the lake lawn, and they could look up to see the turquoise natural lake.
“It’s beautiful.” Susie marveled.
Alex stood on her shoulder and shouted after Gaga, “It’s beautiful.”
Craig and Martin and others couldn’t help but laugh.
Alana looked around, her eight sons were in, pulling the tent and fetching
water.
She couldn’t help but sigh softly, if Susie hadn’t returned, the Murray family might never have been able to be so reunited.
The old lady sat in her wheelchair and looked at Susie with a smile.
Susie chased the butterfly, and the parrot followed her, running and quacking.
Lulu was not happy to follow the run, chasing after the chase gradually happy, the lawn was filled with the laughter of two little girls.
Suddenly Susie came running over, pinching a purple, tiny lucky grass flower in her hand.
“Grandma, here you are. This is a wishing flower.”
Hamza and Wade, two young boys were still not close to Susie and Lulu while Zion crossed his legs on the airbed and snickered, “Childish.”
On the other side, Michael and David were pulling tent stakes, which were difficult to press down after they were inserted into the ground for a while.
Michael asked, “Where’s my hammer?”
David was speechless, “Camping with a box of hammers. You are the first one.”
But Susie came running with a toolbox, “Here we go, here’s the hammer.”
Michael’s toolbox was a big one, almost half as tall as Susie’s.
She desperately tried to hold the toolbox up high to keep it from mopping the floor.
It looked like a lot of effort, but she ran fast.
Michael hurriedly said, “Give it to me. I will do it myself.”
Susie waved her hand, “No, I will do it.”
She opened her toolbox and looked at the row of hammers with her eyes glowing.
Michael squatted down and said excitedly, “How about it? Are all of my hammers very powerful?”
Susie nodded her head vigorously, “Super awesome.”
Michael was even happier, “Does Susie like it?”
Susie nodded again, “Super like it.”
Not far away, Ryan’s mouth twitched, feeling that his cute niece was being led astray.
David even gave Michael a direct kick.
Susie had already picked up a hammer and asked, “Where do you want to hammer? I will help you, uncle David.”
The honest and bored David subconsciously said, “Here, to whack the pile down.”
Susie, “Yes.”
Susie with a hammer thicker than her arm, and the pile did go in half at
once.
Susie shouted as she pounded, like a happy little carpenter. After hammering one pile, he immediately ran to the other side.
The stakes in the four corners of the tent were whacked solid.
The Murray family, one by one, had their mouths agape.
Just as Susie was putting the hammer back, a car came from a distance and stopped in front of the camping site the Murray family had chosen.
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