Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 344 Retribution
Chapter 344 Retribution
Even the surrounding air is ambiguous.

The air you breathe into your nose is full of hormonal smells.

The pounding heartbeat made Yan Xiaosi feel like his heart was about to pop out.

If she didn't find an excuse to sneak out to get some air, she felt that she would be suffocated in the big tent.

She managed to break free from Long Yu's hands, and within two steps, she tilted her body and almost fell to the ground.

His legs went limp from the hot kiss just now.

"Be careful."

A big hand quickly supported her by the waist.

Long Yu put his arms around her waist and helped her stand upright.

With such an appearance, how could he rest assured that she would ride back to Shaoyao Village by herself.

"I'll take you back."

Yan Xiaosi wanted to refuse in his heart, but his mouth seemed to be under a curse, and he couldn't open it for a long time.

"Long Yi, prepare your horse."

Long Yu directly picked her up horizontally and told Long Yi to prepare his horse.

Long Yi quickly led Lightning to the big tent.

"Master, the horse is ready."

Long Yu hugged Yan Xiaosi onto Lightning's back, then jumped up himself, sat behind Yan Xiaosi, put his arms through her waist, and held the reins.

Yan Xiaosi took a few breaths of cold air and felt his body regain strength.

"Your Highness, I can ride a horse myself, so you don't need to send me back."

"drive!"

Long Yu held the rein tightly, and with a yell, Lightning started to run, followed by Crimson sycophant.

It was almost at Shaoyao Village that Long Yu stopped the lightning.

Long Yu got off the horse and carried Yan Xiaosi off the horse.

In the distance, behind a big tree, Yan Shuqin was carrying a bamboo basket.

(Isn’t that Yan Xiaosi?)
She vaguely saw Yan Xiaosi with a tall and straight man, she quickly hid behind the big tree, widened her eyes to take a closer look.

Seeing Yan Xiaosi, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

If it wasn't for Yan Xiaosi, how could she become what she is now.

She touched the hat on her head. Under the hat was short hair less than an inch long.

Some time ago, she was sent by the second elder to practice in a nunnery, and her black hair was twisted. Because of an accident at home, the servants were separated, and there was no one to take care of the second elder, so she was taken back.

All of this was caused by Yan Xiaosi. If it wasn't for Yan Xiaosi, she would still be the glamorous young lady of the Yan family.

"Your Highness won't come into the village with me?"

Seeing no one around, Yan Xiaosi pulled Long Yu's arm intimately.

Long Yu also raised his hand to fiddle with a strand of hair on her forehead, and said with doting eyes: "There is still something to do in the barracks, so I will send you here, stay at your mother's house obediently, and I will come to see you the day after I grow up .”

His Highness was so tender, Yan Xiaosi suddenly felt reluctant to leave His Highness.

"Your Highness."

"Ok?"

Yan Xiaosi curled his mouth and opened his arms, "Hug before we go."

Seeing that she was like a spoiled child, Long Yu laughed in a low voice, stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms, lowered his eyes, and kissed her on the forehead.

Yan Shujing saw this scene clearly from hiding behind the tree trunk.

Seeing Yan Xiaosi kissing and hugging a man, she first opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and then a trace of calculation flashed in her eyes.

It turned out that Yan Xiaosi had a habit of cutting off his sleeves. If the news got out, Yan Xiaosi would definitely become the laughing stock of the whole village.

Because the distance was too far, she didn't see Long Yu's face clearly at all, and waited for Long Yu and Yan Xiaosi to ride away separately, she came out from behind the tree with a bamboo basket.

In the temporary shed that the Yan family built to live in, there was a constant sound of panting.

The panting sound was high for a while, and low for a while, as if the panting person was about to die if he didn't pay attention.

"Cough, cough, Mother Shujing, I want to drink water, bring me a glass of water."

The person who was coughing and panting intermittently was Mrs. Yan Jiang.

Jiang was lying on a simple wooden bed, unable to move half of her body due to paralysis, but in just one month, the old lady's description was far from before.

Before the fire broke out in Yan’s house, although the old lady was also paralyzed in bed, she was served by servants, her body was clean, and her facial skin was still plump. It was only a month since the fire in Yan’s house, and the old lady had already died. Skinny, with sunken eye sockets, and dirty clothes.

Mr. Yan's legs and feet are also inconvenient. Sitting on the reclining chair next to him, he smoked grass with a serious face. He is not the arrogant old man of the Yan family at all.

Mrs. Jiang yelled twice, but she didn't see Mrs. Li bringing in the water, and shouted outside again: "Mother Shujing, I'm thirsty, bring me a glass of water."

Mrs. Li was cooking in the kitchen, it was smoky, and she didn't bother to answer it.

Cursing in a low voice: "Damn old woman, she's still not dead at this age."

Mrs. Li didn't bring water for a long time, Mr. Yan put down the cigarette stick heavily, and said to Mrs. Jiang: "At this moment, everyone is probably cooking in the kitchen. Old lady, you can call Wenfeng."

Jiang had no choice but to call Yan Wenfeng: "Wenfeng, grandma is thirsty, bring a glass of water to grandma."

The place where Yan Wenfeng slept was next door, and Jiang shi shouted, he must have heard it over there.

It's just that Jiang yelled a few times, but there was no movement at all.

Next door, Yan Wenfeng was sitting decadently on the plank bed, staring blankly at his right arm.

The triennial rural examination is just around the corner. He has been planning for three years to go to Heping County to take the rural examination, but his right arm is still not flexible enough to hold the pen steadily, let alone go to Heping County to take the rural examination.

He was in a very bad mood these past two days, and he was out of his mind, so he didn't want to pay attention to the elder next door at all.

Mrs. Li was afraid that Mrs. Jiang would die of thirst, and that Yan Bozhang and Yan Boshu would trouble her when they came back. Seeing that Yan Shujing came back with a vegetable basket, she stuffed a glass of cold water into Yan Shujing's hand.

"Your grandma is thirsty, send your grandma a glass of water."

Yan Shujing put down the vegetable basket, and took the water glass impatiently.

"Grandma, you drink water."

Jiang Shi was extremely thirsty, so she took a sip, and the cold water flowed down her throat, causing half of her body to shiver from the cold.

"Jing'er, why are you giving me cold water?"

The old lady's dissatisfied eyes set Yan Shujing on fire.

Immortals are picky when they have water to drink.

"Grandma, my mother is still boiling hot water. I was afraid that you would be very thirsty, so I brought cold water."

She reached for the glass again.

If the old man thinks it's cold water, don't drink it.

"Grandma, you don't want to drink cold water, that's fine, after my mother boils hot water, I'll bring it to you."

She walked out with a water glass in her hand, and poured the water in the glass at the door with a splash.

Jiang waited until the flowers withered, but he didn't wait for her to bring in hot water.

Yan Shujing helped Mrs. Li chop firewood, patted the dust off her hands, stood up and said to Mrs. Li, "Mother, I'll go to Liu Qianqian's house."

(End of this chapter)