Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

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Cheng Huan's kind deeds eased the uneasy atmosphere in the village a little. The women would come to the primary school to help Cheng Huan in their free time, and someone from Cheng's family came to sit and talk to Xu Ruyun every day.

Week after week, seeing Cheng He gone for half a month, Song Fanhua still came back, every day was busy and lively, but Cheng Huan's heart could not be at peace.

All kinds of news about Song Fanhua also came from all directions. He went to Shengtian for a while, and Baicheng for a while, but it is impossible to know where he went now.

Where did Song Fanhua go and what happened to her, which really made her uneasy.

Fu Rong ran in from the outside and called Cheng Huan out of breath, "Sister Huan, the blood clot on Wang Lan's head has become smaller!"

"What!" Cheng Huan was so surprised that he couldn't believe his ears. The blood clot was very stubborn. They tried many ways, but there was no news. Why did it suddenly disappear? !
"It should be that the body has started to absorb it." Fu Rong said with a smile, Cheng Huan hurriedly dragged her outside, the two walked forward quickly, and Cheng Huan asked some more information on the way.

When they arrived at the gate of the Cheng family's old house, He Liandong was trying to get Wang Lan to speak, but Wang Lan said ah ah twice, but still no sound came out.

Cheng Huan walked into the room and said with a smile: "Uncle Helian, don't worry, since the blood clot is small, it will be able to talk in a few days if it is not intact!"

"Well, I hope it will disappear soon! Lan'er is well thanks to you." He Liandong said in a deep voice, no one looked forward to Wang Lan's recovery more than him.

"Uncle Helian, you are welcome, I will come here every day, if Sister Lan'er is able to speak, she must be the first to tell me!" Furong said softly, Wang Lan took her hand and nodded slightly.

Because Wang Lan's health improved, everyone's sad mood was comforted. To celebrate at noon, Cheng Huan specially cooked two more dishes. Wang Lan also began to try to learn to cook more dishes, and achieved initial results.

After eating, the three maids walked to the tea field with lunch boxes, intending to deliver some food to Cen Qi who was still busy.

After leaving the village, while chatting, he saw a black spot flying towards him from a distance. Cheng Huan had good eyesight, and when the black spot got closer and closer, Cheng Huan saw that it was Xiao Jiu's body.

She put the basket on Wang Lan's body, and ran towards Xiao Jiu without thinking too much about it.

　 The running speed of both of them was not slow, and they had already left Wang Lan and Fu Rong far away when they met. When Cheng Huan saw that only Xiao Jiu had returned, he hurriedly asked loudly, "Where is Prosperity?"

"Huan'er, don't worry, the bustling is very good, I'll take you there now!" Xiao Jiu said in a low voice, Cheng Huan was relieved after hearing what she said, and when Xiao Jiu saw Fu Rong running over, she said to Cheng Huan again: "It's just right , you call them all!"

"What the hell happened?! Why didn't Song Fanhua go back to the village directly?" No matter what he heard, Cheng Huan asked Xiao Jiu angrily. Fu Rong and Wang Lan also rushed over. They couldn't understand what Cheng Huan said. Look at Xiao Jiu.

"We rescued Sheng Yi. Song Fanhua placed him in the valley. He asked me to come to the village to find Fu Rong and you. Hurry up!" Xiao Jiu urged.

Only then did Cheng Huan know what happened, and without asking further questions, he took Fu Rong and Wang Lan and walked quickly to the valley.

Both Fu Rong and Wang Lan didn't know what happened. They ran up the mountain in such a panic, and they felt even more strange when Cheng Huan mentioned Song Fanhua. Fu Rong couldn't help asking: "Sister Huan, what happened? Is something wrong? "

(End of this chapter)