Zhang Xiuying glanced out the window.
Who would have thought that after her husband passed away, her daughter would look like a different person. She was not like this at all before. She was the person who valued face the most.
Suddenly, I felt a little sad. It was me who had dragged my daughter down. If this mother couldn't stand up, my daughter would become stronger.
"Otherwise I'd better call Aunt Huo in!
It's not a problem to let her sleep in the woodshed. You will eventually marry into the Huo family. What will you do if you offend someone to death now?
Besides, I have to keep a wake for your father tonight. "
"Mom, sleep!
You can't spoil this kind of person. Besides, even if I want to marry into the Huo family, it's not like I'm marrying her son. What kind of mother-in-law is she setting up for me?
I have to take care of the wake, so don't worry about it. "
The chill in Shen Anan's voice made Zhang Xiuying shut up involuntarily.
I don’t know why, but my usually obedient and well-behaved daughter suddenly became so strong.
Zhang Xiuying has always been soft-tempered, so she shut her mouth instantly.
Although she was tossing and turning, she was tired for such a long time. After a while, Zhang Xiuying heard a slight snore.
On the contrary, Shen An'an quietly closed the door and came to the stool in the mourning shed.
My arm hurts so much. What medicine can the barefoot doctor from the village health team give me?
In other words, he barely managed to pick up his arm.
I know that I should have a good rest, there is still a big scene to greet me tomorrow.
But looking at her father lying there, Shen Anan knew that she had to persevere no matter what.
I can't help but feel a little nostalgic. It would be nice if I could have ibuprofen right now.
I particularly miss the era I experienced. Even if I was sick at home alone, I could still find an errand boy to buy medicine for me.
In addition, Moubao Moudong can deliver things to your door very conveniently, and you can also eat various delicacies in a group.
In her current situation, she needs an errand boy to help her buy some medicine.
The moment she thought of this, she suddenly felt her eyes light up, and that brightness made her a little worried.
Shen Anan wiped her eyes in disbelief.
It's familiar.
She will never admit that this is her mobile phone interface in her previous life.
Because she cannot see the light, but Huo Jianbin is a veritable national treasure-level surgical master.
In her spare time from work, surfing the Internet is basically the only thing she can do.
Shen Anan tried to click on this interface with his fingers.
As expected, the interface could be slid, and she quickly slid to an interface she was familiar with.
There is a certain treasure, a certain east, a certain group, etc. Some of the apps I am familiar with appear on it.
Is it possible that I can buy something by myself?
Shen Anan didn't know what the consequences would be if she bought something. Could someone really deliver express delivery to her across time and space?
It seems that this should be the golden finger that came into being after his own rebirth as mentioned in the novel.
Looking at the quiet yard, everyone else was already asleep. Because my father's funeral shed was blocking the way, no one could see what was going on inside.
Shen Anan was a little excited and suppressed her heartbeat, otherwise she would give it a try.
My hands hurt now and I urgently need painkillers.
Shen Anan clicked on a certain group, specifically asked for an errand service, and ordered a sustained-release capsule.
Seeing that the order was successfully placed, she finally felt relieved.
It seems that there is no problem in using this interface, and the interface is bound to my previous bank card.
She followed Huo Jianbin except to be a shady person.
In terms of money, Huo Jianbin did not treat her badly.
She has more money than she can spend in a few lifetimes, which is quite good. Now she is getting an advantage.
Shen Anan sat quietly in the funeral shed, staring at the courtyard door, wondering when the courier would show up?
If the courier shows up, how should I explain it? How to cover it up?
But he didn't wait for a minute, only to see an oil paper bag suddenly appeared at his feet.
It's like appearing out of nowhere.
Shen An'an hurriedly picked up the oil paper bag from the ground and squeezed it with her hands. She could clearly feel that there was a small box inside.
And the packaging is very in line with the characteristics of the era.
Even if an outsider did see it, they would not think that what she was holding was anything special.
Shen Anan observed the quiet kraft paper in the surrounding yard and hurriedly tore it open with his hands.
There is no express label that you should normally see on the kraft paper. Shen Anan's name and address are simply written with a pen.
It will definitely not make anyone suspicious. Even Shen Anan is a little doubtful. Could it be that this golden finger is specially adjusted for his own era?
After tearing open the brown paper, she saw the familiar pills. Shen Anan took one out and swallowed it.
My heart finally calmed down.
Taking advantage of the convenience of burning paper in the funeral shed, I threw the medicine box into the brazier.
Seeing the medicine box burned to ashes made me feel completely relieved.
She looked up and found that the screen was hidden.
Then I used my mind to imagine the interface, and sure enough, the interface appeared immediately again.
After repeated experiments, Shen Anan finally confirmed that this interface appeared in his mind.
Of course, it has not been tested whether others can see it.
I heard Zhang Xiuying's familiar snoring coming from the house.
Shen Anan's heart finally settled in her stomach.
With this interface, Shen Anan feels more confident even if she doesn't rely on the Huo family now.
It will definitely not be a hard life for you with your mother.
At this moment, a creaking sound was heard from the room next door.
Shen Anan raised his head and met Huo Chengan's eyes.
Huo Chengan came to the mourning shed.
"You go back and rest. It's already midnight. You have been on guard for the first half of the night. I will come for the second half of the night."
He poured incense on Shen Zhiyuan in front of him with a calm expression.
Shen Anan had an idea and hurriedly summoned the page.
We have to see if Huo Chengan can see this interface. There is a lot of uncertainty in using others to do experiments.
But she still trusted Huo Chengan's character.
Seeing Shen An'an slide his hand twice in the air, Huo Chengan looked at Shen An'an with confusion.
"You should go back and rest. If you continue to stay like this, it will be detrimental to you and your aunt."
"Huo Chengan, did you see anything?"
Shen Anan asked pretending to be surprised.
"An'an, I didn't see anything."
"My uncle has left. Just let him go in peace."
After saying that sentence, I specially added a sentence to emphasize it.
Shen Anan understood immediately, and Huo Chengan probably thought he saw his father.
A smile appeared on his face. It was the first time Huo Chengan saw her smile after seeing her for so long.
"Thanks!"
Not getting the rejection she expected, Shen An'an actually said thank you graciously, turned around and entered the house without looking back.
Huo Chengan couldn't help but be surprised. Shen Anan seemed different from all the girls he had met.
There is no pretense, no push-over, and everything is done in an elegant manner.
Shen Anan, who was crying like crazy and weak and unable to take care of himself, seemed to have nothing to do with what he heard from Huo Jianbin.
Shen Anan slept peacefully that night.
Hearing a rustling sound beside him, Shen Anan opened his eyes.
Zhang Xiuying said a little guiltily when she saw her daughter open her eyes.
"You can sleep a little longer. It's still dark before mom packs up and goes to see your dad."
The two of them were supposed to be keeping vigil, but everyone was really tired last night, so Shen An Anfei forced her mother to rest.
The father's spirit in heaven also does not want the two of them to fall down from exhaustion due to the vigil.
My father's funeral will be held tomorrow. The funeral will be held tomorrow, my father will be buried, and then after entertaining the villagers, basically everything will be over.
There is a tough battle to be fought tomorrow.
Shen Anan definitely couldn't sleep, so she had to get up.
In fact, it's still dark outside.
The mother and daughter cleaned up the house and went to the funeral shed in the yard.
Shen An'an offered a stick of incense to her father. As she was placing the incense, she suddenly felt that her broken arm didn't seem to hurt that much.
I couldn't help but feel a little strange. The pain was still severe yesterday. Even if I drank a painkiller, it wouldn't be so magical overnight.
The movements of their mother and daughter obviously alerted the Huo family, father and son, in the next room.
Before the three of them, father and son, could speak, a scream came from the woodshed, accompanied by a huge noise.
Huo Jianbin hurriedly rushed into the woodshed, and Zhang Xiuying hurriedly followed.
Shen Anan walked over leisurely, just in time with Huo Chengan who was walking out of the room.
"morning!"
The girl's soft voice floated past his ears. Huo Chengan was a little stunned, and his ears felt a little warm at the same time.
"morning!"
I felt like I was half a beat too late, so I hurried back early.
Huo Chengan was a little confused about his current situation, why he always felt a little wrong when facing this girl.
Standing at the door of the woodshed, Shen Anan couldn't help but smile when she saw the scene inside. She couldn't help it, the scene inside was really eye-catching.
Huo Chengan set up two benches here last night, put a wooden board on them, and then put quilts on them.
Huo's mother obviously didn't adapt to such an environment. She was sleeping soundly when she turned over and fell from the board to the ground.
The most important thing is that the posture after falling is enchanting.
I don’t know how I fell, but I was able to do a big split.
With a pale face at this moment, Huo Jianbin helped him up from the ground.
"Please be gentle, please be gentle."
Zhang Xiuying felt a little uneasy and went up to help.
As a result, Huo's mother forcefully pushed her hand away.
"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."
Zhang Xiuying was almost pushed by her and staggered. Huo Chengan hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhang Xiuying and stared at Huo's mother with displeasure.
"Auntie!"
He didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything.
Just a simple title made Mother Huo in front of her instantly feel uncomfortable.
There is no way that every time I face this junior, I, as an elder, have no authority at all.
Huo Chengan is the old man's most beloved grandson.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much."
I had to pretend to be in pain to divert attention.
