Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 214 Going Out, Winning Tiancheng 2
Four days later, she still didn't keep Mrs. Zhang. When she drank the last sip of beef soup, she tightly closed her eyes, and she didn't feel angry anymore.

The towel around her neck was still so wet that half a pot of broth could be squeezed out.

The soup was fed by Furong, Cheng Huan watched her face become whiter than rice paper, but she didn't cry, she just stared blankly at Zhang who seemed to be sleeping.

Cheng Huan held her in his arms and buried her head on her shoulders. The two of them stayed like this for a long time, until Zhang Bo, who came back from the doctor, came in and saw the already cold Mrs. Zhang.

One day after the funeral, the people were buried. After returning from the cemetery, Fu Rong locked herself in the house, refusing to see anyone. Cheng Huan climbed onto the window sill and looked at Fu Rong crouching in the corner of the room with her head in her arms. The body kept shaking.

Like a small sieve, it keeps working.

Cheng Huan's distressed tears rolled in her eyes, she climbed down from the window again, rushed to the door, pushed away the person blocking the door, and slammed on the door vigorously, "Fu Rong, come out, I will take you to find your mother !"

Cheng Huan yelled loudly, many times, before the door was opened from the inside. Fu Rong was already crying. She looked at Cheng Huan seriously, "Sister Huan, can I really find my mother?!"

"Yes, I can!" Cheng Huan nodded vigorously, took her hand and ran out. The two ran very fast. The adults chased after them for a while, but were stopped by Cheng He and Cheng Jia.

With the whistling wind in his ears, Cheng Huan pulled Furong and ran towards the mountain, toward the top of the mountain. The sky gradually darkened, and the last ray of sun in the west disappeared, and the mountain fell into darkness.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the top of the head is a dark blue canvas, and the first rising star in the distance is brighter than before.

"Look, it can't be brighter than every day! Your mother is watching you from there." Cheng Huan pointed at the Chang Geng star in the distance, and stretched his arms vigorously. Try hard to look at the stars, to find his mother's figure.

But she couldn't see anything, she turned around and hugged Cheng Huan, crying loudly.

Cheng Huan took her back to his home that night, and told her that from today onwards, you are my own sister, Cheng He's younger sister, Cheng Jia's second younger sister, and Xu Ruyun's goddaughter. Love her mother.

Xu Ruyun hugged Furong and slept all night, unable to sleep all night, and Furong cried all night, no smile disappeared on Furong's face, and she also lived in Cheng's house.

After the first lunar month, it was the day when Cheng Jia got married, red silk was hung around the house, Cheng Huan looked at Cheng Jia wearing red flowers, grinning happily,

She took Fu Rong and brought the last silk flower to Cheng Jia.

"Sister, you look so good. I don't know if brother Wen Yan will be stunned when he sees you!" Cheng Huan took Cheng Jia's hand and looked at her seriously.

"Why didn't you faint!" Cheng He joked, and said: "You are also 11 years old, and you can say kiss when you are 12 years old."

"When I get married in the future, I will ride a big horse to pick up the groom haha!" Cheng Huan joked, and shook his head mischievously. There were many relatives and friends standing in the room, and seeing Cheng Huan's appearance, they all laughed.

Cheng He squinted at Song Fanhua, and saw that his face hadn't changed much, but Song Fanhua's mouth was tight, so she couldn't help but joked: "It's hard for someone!"

(End of this chapter)