Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 62
"Huan'er." Cheng He's call came from outside the house, Cheng Huan agreed, and walked out quickly. When she went out, she ran over and saw that it was her little friend Fu Rong.

Furong was wearing a khaki cloth, with two childish buns on her head, which are the same as almost all children, and a pair of old town pupils on her tanned face. The thief looked over calmly, then nodded slightly, Greeting Cheng Huan as if meeting a teacher,
Cheng Huan grinned at the corner of his mouth. Although the memory of Furong is like this, seeing it with his own eyes is still hard to accept.

However, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there were two small dimples on her cheeks, which made her look a bit cute.

"Fu Rong, you're here, come in!" Cheng Huan, like a child, took Fu Rong's hand and invited her into the room, leading her into the room.

Furong looked cold, but she was not an outsider. She put down her basket and sat on the kang. Cheng Huan brought water and drank it immediately.

After drinking the water, Furong put down the bowl and looked at Cheng Huan calmly and said, "I just went to the mountain to collect herbs, and I picked a mountain ginseng for my aunt, and I asked sister Jia'er to make her a body nourishment."

"Wow, you can still pick ginseng, it's amazing, you can take me with you next time!" Cheng Huan took the water bowl, and looked at Furong with anticipation.

Furong is not a stranger, which made Cheng Huan feel much more comfortable.

"Sister Huan, don't you dislike herbs? Every time my father asks you to accompany me, as long as you go to pick herbs, you run far away. Besides, your health is not good. I don't want to take you with me. Once you are sick, we have to treat you!" Fu Rong shook her head and jumped off the kang, not feeling that her words were hurting anyone.

"I'm in good health now. I didn't like it before, but I like it now. Besides, you are a doctor and I'm sick. You just use me to practice your hands. Isn't it better! What are you doing down here, just sit down!"

As Cheng Huan said, she was going to sit on the kang. She had been busy all morning and now she just had a few words with her sister, and she came just in time for a rest.

Fu Rong held her back and said, "Take me to see my aunt first! If someone is sick, I won't go to see her when I come. It's not that I'm too ignorant, and besides, I don't feel at ease."

"Hehe, you are right, but I will take you to agree to take me up the mountain to collect herbs!"

"Oh, Sister Huan, just don't feel tired when the time comes!" Fu Rong waved her hands annoyed, but she was a little happy in her heart, finally someone was with her.

The two went to visit Xu Ruyun together, and Fu Rong took her pulse, and told Xu Ruyun to relax like an adult, and she would recover soon, so she said that she would not disturb Xu Ruyun's rest, and went out of the house with Cheng Huan.

After leaving the house, Fu Rong dragged Cheng Huan into the yard. She was a little older than Cheng Huan at a young age, and she often went out for running. She was much stronger than Cheng Huan, and she looked more like a sister.
Pulling Cheng Huan to ask: "Sister Huan, tell me why the aunt is like this, and who made the aunt like this?"

"Hey, it's nothing, don't ask, too many things have happened at home in the past month, and I can't say a few words! But why have you lived in your grandfather's house for so long, and I didn't come back when I was sick? "

Cheng Huan changed the subject, hoping that Fu Rong could forget about this problem.

Fu Rong sighed, pouting her mouth and reached out her hand to touch her little face, her face was full of survivors: "See, I was almost disfigured by the poisonous weed here, how dare I go out, my father found the antidote, It happened that my grandfather was sick again, so it was delayed for a few days! I will definitely come back when you are sick, but when I know you are already well, I won’t be in a hurry.”

"So it's like this, but you cover your face, it doesn't look like it, now there is no trace at all!" Cheng Huan took a look with his head,
Fu Rong immediately laughed and said, "That's right, I just accidentally touched the poisonous weed, and I wasn't injured by a sharp weapon. Of course there will be no scars! But you haven't said why my aunt is angry?"

(End of this chapter)