Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 649
A round of bright moon rises in the east, and the warm moonlight shines on the vast land. Over the branches with thin and barely visible leaves, a mottled light and shadow are projected. A carriage with a plain red lining and hijab is galloping through the woods.

　 Cheng Huan and Song Fanhua were sitting in the carriage, and they were about to reach Penglai Town. Although it was already night outside, they decided to take advantage of the moonlight to continue their journey.

Cheng Huan raised the curtain and looked at the middle-aged man in his 30s sitting outside. This man was a coachman hired from Penglai Town before Song Fanhua entered Beijing.

Seeing Cheng Huan open the curtain, she turned her head and smiled honestly, "Miss Cheng, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Li, are you cold? There is still a cotton jacket in the carriage, let me bring it to you!" Cheng Huan said with a smile, seeing the kind smile on the driver's face, felt warm in his heart.

"No, you go in. It's cold outside. I'm not afraid of my thick jacket. I see that we will be able to enter the city in half an hour. We have to hurry, or the city gate will be closed, and we will be in trouble!" The driver is simple and honest. He smiled, and waved the whip vigorously in his hand.

"Well, if you're cold, just talk, and I'll give it to you!" Cheng Huan replied obediently, scanning her surroundings, she had already arrived at a place she was familiar with, and she was really going home soon.

My heart couldn't help but get excited. It's been a year since I left home, and I'm finally going home.

About an hour later, before the city gate was closed, the carriage entered Penglai Town. It was dark outside. Cheng Huan opened the curtain for a few glances, then lowered the curtain and waited quietly to go home.

After the car entered the city, Song Fanhua got out of the car shed, sat outside with the driver, and the conductor quickly found the Cheng family.

The door of the house was locked inside, Cheng Huan jumped out of the carriage, looked at the scarlet wooden door and bent his lips happily, Song Fanhua stepped forward and stood beside him, and said with a smile: "Huan'er, you go knock on the door, Uncle Li and I Move things down!"

"Okay!" Cheng Huan agreed softly, and walked forward. Behind him, the horse suddenly neighed, resounding through the sky in the silent night.

"Is Huan'er back?" Xu Ruyun's excited voice came from the courtyard, followed by chaotic and eager footsteps, and Cheng Qian's helpless sigh, "The city gates are closed, definitely not! "

Hearing the familiar voice, Cheng Huan was very excited. The wind blew on his body, blowing through his slightly thin clothes, but his heart felt warm even though his cheeks were cold.

Cheng Huan quickly walked a few steps towards the door, and at the same time the wooden door opened from the inside, Cheng Huan flew over, stood at the door and threw himself into Xu Ruyun's arms.

The mother's body smelled of oily smoke and milk from the stove, but in Cheng Huan's heart, it smelled the best. She reached out to stop Xu Ruyun's waist, pressed her head tightly against her chest, and felt the smell. With that powerful sound.

Xu Ruyun took a step back after being bumped, but hugged Cheng Huan even faster, and the soft villain rubbed her arms intimately, and she shouted happily: "Look, I just said it's my daughter." He's back. His father and daughter are back."

"I see, why did you come back so late, how dangerous it is!" Cheng Qian blamed with a smile, seeing Song Fanhua following behind with a package in his hand, he hurriedly ran forward to help, but did not forget to turn around and face him. The house shouted: "Mother, Huan'er is back, hurry up and take Le'er out"!
(End of this chapter)