Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 39 Heroes Save Beauty 4
"Brother Fanhua, wait for Lanlan!" Chen Lanlan called Song Fanhua while chasing after him with small steps, but Song Fanhua ran forward as if seeing a ghost. gone.

Chen Lanlan snorted and stamped her feet angrily, and looked around without giving up, but Song Fanhua was nowhere to be seen.

Cheng Huan chased after Chen Lanlan, and stood where she was just leaning against, on the left side of the small green door, quietly waiting for Song Fanhua to come back. clear vision,

But if he doesn't come back in a while, she will go back, she is hungry!

Just as he was thinking, the small green door suddenly opened a gap, and then slowly opened to reveal half of Song Fanhua's body. He waved his hand at Cheng Huan, and whispered urgently: "Huan'er, come in quickly! Don't let her see."

Cheng Huan was also clever. He glanced at Chen Lanlan, who was still waiting eagerly, and hurried into the room with big strides. Song Fanhua immediately closed the door, and heaved a sigh of fear.

"Song Fanhua, Chen Lanlan likes you?" Cheng Huan could still call out his brother without anyone else, so he called her by his name.

She looked Song Fanhua up and down a few times. She was tall and handsome. It was no wonder that such a wonderful person was not attractive. She followed the serious Cheng Huan and suddenly grinned.

The ambiguous smile caused Song Fanhua to look puzzled and puzzled, but he didn't expect that this little girl was so courageous that she dared to say anything.

"Do you often get blocked at the door? How many? Do all the girls in our village like you?!"

Song Fanhua let out another sigh of relief, thinking that Cheng Huan was scared because of Chen Lanlan, but she didn't expect her to take it as a joke, and he felt unhappy thinking about it like this.

A teenager's heart is always simple, simple like the single-color peony flowers in the yard, beautiful but only one color.

He was immediately displeased and lowered his head and remained silent. Cheng Huan joked, "I think Lan Lan is fine. How old are you this year? Is your family busy with marriage? If you want to marry her, she must be good to you!" "

Song Fanhua raised his head and frowned at Cheng Huan's playful face. Although she was still young, he didn't have to care about her, but after all, these things shouldn't be said by children, but she said them confidently and curiously.

"A man's ambition is everywhere, and I won't be entangled by these children's affection!" Song Fanhua said in a muffled voice. All he wants to do now is to obtain fame, and then go find his biological mother.
Although no one told him who his mother was and whether he was still alive, he would never give up as long as he was alive.

Song Fanhua's eyes were naturally gloomy, and Cheng Huan knew he was angry, but his sister was about the same age as him.
I remember that my elder brother said that Song Fanhua had just turned 16, one year younger than him, if her sister married Song Fanhua, she would really feel at ease, and Aunt Zhang would not have to find a stranger.

But hearing what Song Fanhua said, Cheng Huan stopped thinking, her sister is simple, such a man has a wild heart and is so attractive, he is definitely not a husband candidate for a down-to-earth life.

She was only ten years old and knew so many important things, so she pretended to forget what happened just now and ran to the house to look at the flowers. Song Fanhua saw that the person turned and left, so she had to follow.

After entering the house, Cheng Huan saw that one-third of the [-]-square-meter yard was filled with flower pots of various colors and varieties. Guduo, and some have only large leaves.

Cheng Huan stepped forward, squatted down, and fiddled with the leaves of the pink rose closest to her. The little leaves trembled slightly, and one or two drops of crystal water fell down. , dripped on the ground full of mud, turned into a puddle of dark brown and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)