Farmhouse Green Plum

In addition, He Tianyu ignored other girls in the village but treated her very well, which made Yuan Shan very proud.

Due to a few factors, she awkwardly became close friends with He Tianyu.

Yuan Shan glanced at He Tianyu and pouted, obviously unhappy, "I won't try to please someone who doesn't like me."

Song Ying and others were very surprised. Wasn't it He Tianyu who was sticking to her all along?

Perhaps she saw their astonishment, or perhaps she wanted to find someone to talk to about her confusion. Yuan Shan pursed her lips and said, "After the last high fever, she seemed like a different person. Not only did she not come to play with me, but she also acted as if she didn't see me or my family. She is completely different from before."

Although her pause was very brief, the girls with burning gossip spirits still heard it and guessed that what she actually wanted to say was that He Tianyu ignored Yuan Qing.

Luo Yanxing was somewhat excited, temporarily putting aside the worry of letting the cat out of the bag, and curiously asked, "Could it be that your family has done something to upset her?"

She emphasized the word 'family'.

"No, my family has been very busy lately, so who has time to bother her? I didn't either. The day before she got sick, we were still making flower baskets in her yard.

When I left, she was still fine. She walked me to the door and made an appointment to continue making flower baskets together the next day. "

In the following paragraph, Yuan Shan's tone became obviously depressed.

During this period, she couldn't understand why everything went wrong after she got sick.

"Did she really change so suddenly? Could she be possessed by evil spirits?" Zhao Xiaocui glanced in the direction of He Tianyu, motioned for everyone to come closer to her, and lowered her voice and said:

"Xu Yuzhi once told Erni and me a story that she had read in a book. The story was about a country gentleman in the previous dynasty whose eldest daughter was born mentally retarded.

The country gentleman had been prepared to raise his daughter for her whole life, but he did not expect that his daughter would have a high fever when she was seventeen years old, but it was because she fell into the water.

The fever lasted for three days and three nights. No matter how many doctors were consulted, the disease did not improve. The squire burned incense and prayed to Buddha everywhere, and was extremely anxious. Unexpectedly, on the third night, his daughter's fever actually subsided. There was no sign beforehand, and the doctors could not believe it.

Yuan Shan quickly glanced at He Tianyu, "Xiaoyu's fever also subsided suddenly for unknown reasons, but it was on the fourth night that her fever subsided."

Zhao Xiaocui was a little unhappy when she was interrupted while she was speaking. She said, "Just listen to me finish."

After complaining, she became excited again, her eyes swept over the girls' faces one by one, "Guess what, the squire's daughter not only has her fever gone, she's no longer stupid!"

"Ah, that's impossible?"

"How magical! Could it be that the gods have appeared?"

The girl exclaimed in amazement, which made Zhao Xiaocui even more excited. "The squire was very happy and thought it was the gods' miracle and the bodhisattva's blessing, so he went around to fulfill his vows.

Not long after he was happy, he discovered something horrifying: his daughter could read and write.

Hearing this, Song Ying felt a little guilty and couldn't help but glance at the girls' expressions.

The girls were so shocked that they didn't notice her little action and started to question Zhao Xiaocui.

"Wasn't she mentally retarded before? How could she learn to read? Then Song Tian and the others are not even as good as fools?" When he said the latter part, Luo Yanxing chuckled and looked in the direction of Song Tian and the others.

The other girls were also amused by her words and looked at Song Tian with funny eyes, which made Song Tian in the distance feel confused.

"Didn't I tell you it was a horrible thing? If his daughter had learned to read before, then what's so scary about it?" Zhao Xiaocui rolled her eyes and continued.

"The squire thought his daughter was contaminated by something unclean, so he invited a master to come to his home to exorcise the evil spirit. He read scriptures and sprinkled clean water..."

At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted, "In the end, the daughter was burned to death."

Song Ying looked up and found that Song Tian and others had come over at some point, and it was Song Tian who had interrupted just now.

She asked, "You know this story too?"

Before Song Tian could answer, Zhao Xiaocui, who was interrupted in her speech, flew into a rage: "Song Tian, you're itching for trouble, aren't you?"

Although the villagers were bored waiting, they gathered in groups of three or four to chat, but their voices were much lower than usual.

Zhao Xiaocui's voice seemed particularly loud, and everyone looked over.

Aunt Meihua glared at her: "Just play if you want to, why are you yelling, I think you are the one who is itching for trouble."

The adults soon stopped paying attention to the children's play.

Zhao Xiaocui glared at Song Tian fiercely, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to listen to you and see if you are saying bad things." Song Tian said righteously.

The girls felt a little guilty. Luo Yanxing glared at them, waved his hand and pushed Song Tian: "Get away from us, don't come near us."

After saying that, she looked at Zhao Xiaocui and said, "Go on. Why was the daughter of the squire burned to death? Didn't the exorcism work?"

Not only did Song Tian not leave, he was determined to make trouble: "Why else? The one in that body is an evil spirit, and his daughter is dead."

Zhao Xiaocui turned her head and almost squeezed out from between her teeth: "Can you please get out of here?"

Song Tian swayed his body, laughed and didn't respond.

With him messing around, Zhao Xiaocui lost the mood to tell stories. Everyone could only look towards the village entrance again. Why hasn't the inspector come yet?

At noon, as they were waiting anxiously, a villager who came out of the village to greet them came running in, sweating profusely.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! The inspector is here and will be at the village entrance soon. Go and invite Mr. Maocai and Mr. Wang."

Mr. Maocai is the scholar Zhang from Rongshu Village, who was specially invited to talk to the inspector, and Mr. Wang is the principal tutor of the school.

Song Tian was very interested in this kind of thing, and immediately shouted loudly: "I'll go, I'll go!"

As he spoke, he ran towards the community school, not giving people a chance to refuse.

After a while, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wang came over with a group of schoolchildren. After they stopped, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wang straightened their head scarves and smoothed their scholar's clothes at the same time, and the schoolchildren also tidied up their clothes.

Seeing this, the villagers couldn't help but start checking whether their clothes were neat.

Boom!Boom!thump...

The sound of sonorous gongs rang out.

The officials went out and rang the gong to clear the way, which meant that the inspector had arrived, and the villagers immediately became nervous.

Song Ying subconsciously counted them, there were eleven in total. When he went to the county town before, he also encountered officials leaving the house, and the sound of the gong was shorter.

She was just thinking about the reason when she saw Mr. Zhang in front of her frowning and angrily saying, "How can you be so unbecoming!"

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and was about to leave.

Song Ying was confused and puzzled. No one said anything just now, so how could it be flattery? Who was flattering?