Seeing Jiang Chan leaving, Cheng Yuanhang smashed her mouth. Feng Yuan's daughter is really a crystal heart-shaped person, but why does this sound so unpleasant? What is a guest?
When will he be able to enter the house?
At lunch, Cheng Yuanhang praised Jiang Chan's craftsmanship. He is also a person who has eaten all over the country, but Jiang Chan's craft is really different.
Seeing Cheng Yuanhang praising Jiang Chan, Feng Yuan looks like she has glory. Jiang Chan has no choice but to rush Feng Yuan's little white look and be taken home by Cheng Yuanhang. It's a matter of time!
Forget it, she's not involved.
After lunch, Cheng Yuanhang and Feng Yuan hid the book in the greenhouse. The warm sun in March of spring is shining on him. Feng Yuan is drinking tea, reading books and occasionally talking to Cheng Yuanhang.
Looking at the two people with a harmonious atmosphere in the flower house, Jiang Chan changed her steps halfway and simply continued to be busy with her business.
When she entered the mountain two days ago, she had found what Qingyuan needed. It was not long before she had to submit a task and leave the world.
Of course, at least she won't leave until she sees the release of her second TV play. Do things from beginning to end, right? It is expected that this month will be the time for her to get along with Feng Yuan.
If the original owner Qiuxin came back and saw her mother recover and live a happy life, should she also be very happy?
At about 3 p.m., Cheng Yuanhang proposed to go to the sunflower field. Although sunflowers have just been planted, they really don't look good. Of course, he just took Feng Yuan to relax.
At Feng Yuan's house, he always felt a little uncomfortable. Although Jiang Chan didn't bother him and Feng Yuan, he always felt that his mind was seen through by Jiang Chan, so he wanted to pull Feng Yuan out to be alone, which was more comfortable.
Feng Yuan couldn't help it. She didn't expect that the dark tide had surged between Jiang Chan and Cheng Yuanhang, so she led Cheng Yuanhang to the sunflower field.
Although it is already in the afternoon, there are still an endless stream of tourists in the village. Cheng Yuanhang protected Feng Yuan and let her walk on the inside of the road to prevent being touched by others.
Feng Yuan looked at the surrounding scenery and said something interesting to Cheng Yuanhang. Cheng Yuanhang echoed with a smile from time to time. The atmosphere between them looked very harmonious.
When he reached the sunflower field, Feng Yuan suddenly stopped and stared at the family of four there. Cheng Yuanhang wondered. What did you see?
He looked along Feng Yuan's line of sight. It was a pair of parents with two children. There was nothing special.
"What are you looking at? Is there anything wrong with that little girl?" Cheng Yuanhang looked at it for a few seconds. He didn't feel anything different. He simply asked Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan shook his head: "look at her hand. Is she holding something in her hand? If you look at her again, she still smiles so happily."
Cheng Yuanhang looked at the little girl again. The girl did hold something in her hand and worked very hard, but she had a bright smile on her face. Seeing that smile, Cheng Yuanhang suddenly felt a burst of sadness.
There was no smile in the little girl's eyes, just a fake smile on the corner of her mouth. She looked at her parents holding her sister with hope in her eyes, but the young parents didn't find it at all. Her father held her sister while her mother teased her sister.
Feng Yuan walked slowly forward and stood seven or eight steps away from the family. The closer he approached, the more Feng Yuan felt his heart aching.
"Come here, grandma." she squatted down and waved to the girl standing alone. The girl hesitated and looked at Feng Yuan with vigilant eyes. When she saw Feng Yuan's soft smiling face, she slowly put down her vigilance.
She moved her steps, but the young couple didn't find it at all. She pulled up a smile, didn't know what mood she was, took two small steps in front of Feng Yuan, and finally stopped one step away from Feng Yuan.
Feng Yuan reached out and touched the right hand that the little girl had been holding: "loosen it and let me see. Doesn't it hurt to hold it all the time?"
The little girl skillfully released her hand. The palm was a piece of glass residue, and the palm was full of fine wounds. Feng Yuan looked at these wounds and his heart sank.
Cheng Yuanhang stood next to Feng Yuan and looked at Feng Yuan's actions darkly.
The smile on the little girl's face was gone. She just looked at Feng Yuan with a straight face. Looking at such a little girl, Cheng Yuanhang has a little sense of reality. She pretends to be the happy little girl she just saw.
Feng Yuan took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood beads from the little girl's palm. Then she wrapped the handkerchief around the little girl's palm. She tried to roll up the little girl's sleeve.
The little girl shrank. Feng Yuan used a little force on her hand. The little girl stopped moving immediately and quietly let Feng Yuan move.
Feng Yuan almost held his breath and rolled up the little girl's sleeve. When he saw the little girl's arm, Feng Yuan's eyes were red. Cheng Yuanhang stood beside Feng Yuan. Naturally, he saw the ground clearly.
His gums were clenched and his palms were clenched into fists.
There are scars on the little girl's arm. Looking at the crisscross, I don't know how such a small girl suffered such harm.
Feng Yuan's fingers trembled and touched the little girl's arm. The little girl shrank. Feng Yuan stroked his sleeve. There were also deep and shallow marks on it. The little girl suddenly calmed down.
Cheng Yuanhang bit his teeth and just stood aside quietly, but there was a storm in his heart.
Feng Yuan put down the little girl's sleeve and touched the little girl's cheek: "baby, it doesn't matter. Grandma will always be here."
She stood up, took the little girl's hand and walked towards the couple.
"Sisi, sunflowers are planted here. Sunflower seeds haven't germinated yet. When the summer vacation is very hot, mom and Dad take their baby to see the blooming sunflowers..."
The voice of the young mother came, full of maternal love. Dad weighed the little girl: "at that time, the flower plate of sunflowers was bigger than Sisi's face."
"Really, is bigger than Sisi's face?" the little girl hugged her face, and her round face was full of doubts.
"That's right. At that time, mom and dad will take a lot of beautiful photos for Sisi baby. What mom and Dad love most is Sisi baby..."
Feng Yuan sighed when he felt that his little hand was tight. She stopped three steps away from the couple: "Hello, do you mind interrupting?"