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Chapter 218 Let Me Continue to Get Well (3)
When the news reached Su Huan, she and Feiyan were laughing and drying the bedding in the backyard. When the cricket finished speaking, she was stunned, "Meet the barbarian army? Three people died?"

The cricket stomped its feet, turned around and ran away with reddish eye circles.

The rack on which the bedding was dried collapsed.

Su Huan stepped on the quilt and ran out following the cricket.

Feiyan shouted and chased after her, "Fourth Sister, wait for me!"

The Qianmen Street was bustling as usual, Su Huan felt the sky was shaking, his eyes were blurred, he was dizzy when seeing everything, and there was only a buzzing in his ears: three people died, three people died, three people died...

who died?
The weather is not bad today, the sky is blue and the sun is light.Su Huan rushed into the hall and shouted, "Huo An! Huo An! Huo An!"

Most of the people walking horses were young and strong men. There were not a few lonely people like Cai Xiangyongrong, but there were still some who got married and had children.

Two of the three people who died this time were still alone, but the fifth child had a wife and a daughter. His wife rushed over with her youngest daughter in her arms, and when she saw the body, she passed out on the ground. Sitting on the ground and crying loudly, Mr. Meng asked other family members to comfort him, feeling devastated.

Cai Xiang sat there, haggard and silent.

The three black lacquered coffins have been bought back to Tangzi, and Huo An was about to join hands with Yongrong to move the three corpses into the coffins, when he suddenly heard Miss Su's anxious voice, hurriedly pushed aside the crowd, and left go out.

Su Huan ran all the way in from the middle hall, and saw a group of people whispering to each other, sighing and wiping their tears from a distance, their feet were weak, they tripped over the threshold, and almost fell to the ground again.

Feiyan shouted happily, "Brother An!"

She looked up.

Huo An happened to be walking towards her with good hands and feet, and she ran two steps towards him and hugged him tightly, only feeling that the embrace was still warm, and burst into tears of joy, "Huo An, you scared me to death! Kill me!"

In the crowd, the young widow came to her senses, and suddenly let out a mournful cry, which made Su Huan tremble in fright.

But after all, a person cannot be resurrected after death.

Su Huan pulled Feiyan, shivered and shrank aside, watching the widow and orphan sitting there crying in horror.

Huo An and Yong Rong silently carried the body into the coffin.

Cai Xiang raised her head to speak, but was startled, her eyes passed through the crowd, and she saw a pretty figure standing at the gate of the hall, sitting on a horse, looking over from a distance.

He wanted to stand up, but his left foot hurt when he landed on the ground. The figure flickered and disappeared.

According to the rules of the gang, the dead should be buried and the family members should be appeased. Mr. Meng asked people to transfer the silver and ordered them to split up to do things.

Those who joined the caravan signed life and death certificates. This is the rule in the Boryeong caravan. It is not common for caravans to die, but it is definitely not unusual, so there is nothing to make a fuss about. After dark, the hall quiets down.

It was only then that Su Huan learned that Huo An joined the caravan and signed the life and death certificate behind her back, and immediately felt cold sweat running down his back.

Finally, after finishing everything and returning home, Su Huan went to the kitchen to cook a pot of shredded pork noodles without saying a word.

Huo An buried his head in his food and snored.

Feiyan picked up a small bowl and went back to bed obediently.

Su Huan burned a large bucket of hot water, and Huo An really felt back when he was soaked in the hot water.

He leaned against the wooden barrel, raised his hand to wipe the water beads off his face, and heard the sound of closing the door, his footsteps were slight, and he didn't look back.

Su Huan sat on the small wooden stool, rolled up his sleeves, reached into the hot water with his right hand, picked up a rag, and slowly wiped Huo An's shoulders.

"Huo An."

It was rare for Miss Su to call him in such a soft voice.

Huo An turned his head slightly, Su Huan leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and said seriously, "Stop doing it."

Huo An smiled, didn't say anything, stood up from the water, and stepped out of the barrel.Su Huan picked up the dry cloth handkerchief beside him, stood up and helped him dry himself.

After wiping, Huo An suddenly hugged her.

Su Huan let him hug him, rubbed his face against his steaming neck, and said slowly, "Huo An, today is the eighth day of March. It has been a full year and five days since I met you."

Miss Su, who has always been lively and lively, is so quiet and gentle.

"Last year today, I didn't know that I would have such a good life."

She sighed, "Let me get on with it."

Huo An bowed his head to kiss her eyebrows, picked her up horizontally, put her on the bed, closed her eyes with his arms around her, and fell asleep quietly.

He fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

Su Huan flicked his thick, dark eyelashes with his fingertips, and then fell asleep in his arms.

On the second day, Su Huan was woken up by the itching, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Huo An fully dressed, with the same expression as before, lying on the side of the bed, stretching out his hand to scratch her nose.

She couldn't hold it back and sneezed a lot. Huo An smiled and showed her the wooden sign.

"Su Huan, I've made up my mind. I want to talk to you later."

Su Huan sat up abruptly, and said pleasantly, "Is your voice okay?"

Five days later.

Everything calmed down.

Aqiu and another person proposed to Tangzi to withdraw from the caravan.Aqiu's leg was crippled, so it was impossible to go on horseback, and the woman's family, who had originally made an engagement, called off the marriage without hesitation after hearing that he had a crippled leg.

Ah Qiu was beaten like frost, Cao Feng ran to guard him every day.

Cai Xiang's injury was not serious, but he lost weight very quickly, and he always looked sluggish. Boss Cai, who used to be a high-spirited Nanguan Mashi, was nowhere to be seen anymore. All the affairs in the hall depended on Huo An and Yongrong's help Let Mr. Meng take care of it.

Every night before going to bed, Huo An would slowly write down some stories about the trip, and show it to Su Huan.

His mood had already calmed down, but Su Huan could be heard screaming again and again. She never expected that Cai Xiang and Cheng Hui would have such a strange fight, and coupled with the thrilling and bloody murder in the grassland, it is no wonder that these few days When she went to Cai Xiang's house to visit him, she always saw him sluggish.

Finally, Huo An wrote slowly: "Su Huan, I promise you to quit the caravan, but I have to wait for Cai Xiang to recover. We live and die together, we are brothers."

Su Huan twisted him and said cautiously, "Actually, during this period of time, I saw that there was a good shop at the side alley of Qianmen Street..."

Joan wrote: "Good."

Su Huan was overjoyed, "You agree?"

Huo An wrote: "You support me."

Su Huan raised his chest proudly, "Don't worry, I can afford you."

Huo An laughed, threw the wooden sign and buried his head in rubbing against her soft chest.

Su Huan was tickled by his rubbing, and laughed while hiding, "Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, when are you going to ask to see that expert Peng Gong?"

Huo An didn't say anything.

Su Huan said, "I want to go with you."

(End of this chapter)