Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 367 Furong's Thoughts 5
　Zixia saw that Ouyangqin was enthusiastic and her clothes looked beautiful on her body, so she smiled and agreed, and took out the money
"Don't take it off, let them have a look at it!" Ouyang Qin urged, Zixia hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Ouyang Qin pointed the way, and Zixia entered through the door, walking cautiously to the backyard.

In the backyard, Cheng Jia and Fu Rong were busy cooking, and in the yard, Cheng Huan and Cheng He were lying on the round table writing couplets, intending to give them to Ouyang Qin to hang in the store.

Cheng He's handwriting is very beautiful, each stroke is drawn with silver hooks, and the last stroke is a flying dragon wagging its tail, which made Cheng Huan couldn't help clapping his hands.

Cheng He smiled and raised his head to look at Cheng Huan. He was about to speak when he saw a strange woman standing behind Cheng Huan.

The woman wore a long light green dress, which was covered with a hazy thin green gauze, and her upper body was a green and white short gown with creamy white cuffs and skirt, embroidered with colorful butterflies.
The neckline is different from the usual clothes. It is tied with a light green ribbon of the same color as the skirt to form a beautiful bowknot, which makes the originally beautiful and dignified face even more pleasing to the eye.

Cheng He was stunned as he watched.

Although he had seen many good-looking women, he didn't know why this person's lustrous eyes were like blue pools, and the uneasiness and shyness contained in them easily captured his heart.

Seeing Cheng He suddenly stunned, Cheng Huan's eyes darkened, he turned around in confusion,
Then I saw Zixia in a beautiful dress, like a butterfly fairy. What was even more amazing was that the wound on her forehead that had just been scarred was pasted with a butterfly-like flower, making the whole face even more amazing.

Cheng Huan frowned, even a man would be overwhelmed by such a dress.

　 "Crack!" The sound of the plate falling to the ground came, and the three hurriedly looked sideways, but they saw Fu Rong standing at the kitchen door, looking in Cheng Huan's direction with a slightly ugly expression.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, Fu Rong quickly squatted down, not caring about the hot soup on the plate, she stretched out her hand to grab it, and as soon as she escaped the heat, she cut her fingers in a panic.

Instinctively put her hand in her mouth and sucked it, Furong's drooping little face and big eyes rolled with pain.

Seeing that Fu Rong's hand was injured, Cheng Huan hurried over. "Let me see, how deep is the stroke?"

Cheng He and Zixia also came over and asked Fu Rong one by one, but Fu Rong didn't want to say anything, she held Cheng Huan's hand tightly and remained silent.

"I'll take her to the house to bandage her." Cheng Huan said softly, his eyes fell on Fu Rong, and he sighed softly.

It was obvious that she had been ignoring something!
Cheng He said: "Go!"

"Do you want me to help?" Zixia asked, Furong immediately shook her head, Cheng Huan said: "No, sister, please take care of my friend!"

Cheng Huan yelled into the kitchen, then dragged Fu Rong into the house.

After entering the door, Cheng Huan pulled Furong to sit down, took her hand to check, Furong avoided and said, "Sister Huan, it's okay, it's just a small hole!"

Cheng Huan also knew that the injury was not serious, and he didn't even need medicine at all, so he didn't force it.

The two sat in the room without talking, and they did it quietly for a while, and the room became more and more quiet now.

Fu Rong's heart was confused, whether she frowned or not.

Cheng Huan glanced at her and couldn't help asking: "Furong, do you like my brother?"

(End of this chapter)