Seeing Jiang Chan leaving, Cheng Yuanhang smashed it, and the girl Feng Yuan’s daughter is really a crystal-clear person, but why does this sound so unpleasant? What does it mean to be a guest?

When will he be able to enter the house?

During lunch, Cheng Yuanhang praised Jiang Chan's craftsmanship and praised him. He was also a person who had eaten all over the country, but Jiang Chan's craftsmanship was indeed unique.

Seeing Cheng Yuanhang praise Jiang Chan, Feng Yuan looked proud, Jiang Chan had no choice but to act like Feng Yuan, and it would be a matter of time before Cheng Yuanhang took him home!

Forget it, she won't get involved.

After lunch, Cheng Yuanhang and Feng Yuan lived in the flower room alone. The warm sun in March shone on their bodies warmly. Feng Yuan was drinking tea and reading the book, and occasionally talking to Cheng Yuanhang.

Looking at the two people in the harmonious atmosphere in the flower room, Jiang Chan changed her pace halfway and simply continued to work on her own business.

When she entered the mountain two days ago, she had already found what Qingyuan needed. Not long after, she would submit a task and leave the world.

Of course, at least she will not leave after she sees her second TV series released. It must be done with a beginning and an end, right? It is expected that it will be the time for this month. I think she and Feng Yuan will not be together for long.

If the original owner Qiuxin came back and saw her mother recovering and had a happy life, she would probably be very happy, right?

At around 3 pm, Cheng Yuanhang proposed to go to the Sunflower Field for a walk. Although the sunflower had just been planted, it really didn't look good. Of course, he just wanted to pull Feng Yuan to relax.

At Feng Yuan's house, he always felt a little uncomfortable. Although Jiang Chan did not disturb him and Feng Yuan, he always felt that all his thoughts were seen through by Jiang Chan, so he wanted to pull Feng Yuan out to be alone, which would be more comfortable.

Feng Yuan was irresistible. She didn't expect that there was a surging tide between Jiang Chan and Cheng Yuanhang, and immediately led Cheng Yuanhang toward the sunflower field.

Although it was already afternoon, there were still constant tourists in the village. Cheng Yuanhang protected Feng Yuan and asked her to walk on the inside of the road to prevent others from being touched.

Feng Yuan looked at the surrounding scenery and saw something interesting there, so he said a few words to Cheng Yuanhang. Cheng Yuanhang often agreed with a smile on the ground, and the atmosphere between the two looked very harmonious.

When he reached the sunflower field, Feng Yuan suddenly stopped moving and kept staring at the family of four there. Cheng Yuanhang was puzzled, what did he see?

He looked at Feng Yuan's sight and saw a pair of parents with two children, nothing special.

"What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with that little girl?" Cheng Yuanhang looked at it for a few seconds, but didn't feel anything unusual, so he simply asked Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan shook his head: "Look at her hands, are you holding something in her hands? When you look at her again, she is still so happy with a smile."

Cheng Yuanhang looked at the little girl again. The girl was indeed holding something in her hand and was still very hard, but her face was full of smiles. Seeing that smile, Cheng Yuanhang suddenly felt sad.

The little girl had no smile in her eyes, just a masked smile on her lips. She looked at her parents holding her sister, her eyes full of hope, but the young parents didn't notice at all. Her father was holding her sister, while her mother was teasing her sister.

Feng Yuan walked forward slowly and stood there seven or eight steps away from the family. The closer he got, the more he felt his heart hurt.

"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 gentle smile, she slowly lowered her warning.

She moved her steps, and the young couple didn't notice it at all. She smiled and walked two small steps towards Feng Yuan for some reason, and finally stopped a step away from Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the little girl's right hand that had been tightly clenched: "Let go, let me see, does it hurt to hold your hand all the time?"

The little girl let go of her hand obediently, and the palm was filled with a piece of glass slag, and the palms were covered with fine wounds. Feng Yuan looked at these wounds and felt a sank in his heart.

Cheng Yuanhang stood beside Feng Yuan and looked at Feng Yuan's actions with a dim look.

The smile on the little girl's face disappeared, she just looked at Feng Yuan with a stern face. Looking at such a girl, Cheng Yuanhang felt a little real. The happy little girl she just saw was all pretending to be.

Feng Yuan took out the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the blood beads that oozed out of the little girl's palm. Then he wrapped the handkerchief around the little girl's palm, and she tentatively rolled up the little girl's sleeve.

The little girl shrank, Feng Yuan used a little force on his hand, and the little girl stopped moving immediately and quietly let Feng Yuan move.

Feng Yuan almost held his breath and rolled up the girl's sleeves. When he saw the girl's arms, Feng Yuan's eyes turned red. Cheng Yuanhang stood beside Feng Yuan, so he could see clearly.

His gums were clenched, and his palms were clenched into fists.

There were scars on the little girl's arms. Looking at the intertwined clan, I didn't know how such a young girl suffered such injuries.

Feng Yuan's fingers trembled and touched the little girl's arm. The little girl shrank. Feng Yuan rolled up his sleeves, and there were also deep and shallow traces on it, and the little girl suddenly calmed down.

Cheng Yuanhang gritted his teeth and just stood quietly aside, but his heart was filled with storm.

Feng Yuan put down the little girl's sleeve and touched the little girl's cheek: "Baby, it's okay, grandma will always be here."

She stood up and held the little girl's hand and walked towards the couple.

"Si Si, the sunflowers are planted here. The sunflower seeds have not sprouted yet. When it is very hot during the summer vacation, my parents will take their babies to see the blooming sunflowers."

The young mother's voice came, and the voice was full of maternal love. Dad weighed the little girl: "At that time, the sunflower plate was bigger than Sisi's face."

"Really, is it bigger than Sisi's face?" The little girl hugged her face, her round little face full of confusion.

"That's right, at that time, my parents took a lot of beautiful photos of Sisi Baby. My parents' favorite is Sisi Baby."
Chapter completed!