Huan Xiao and his classmates waited for Huafeng at the foot of the mountain for a long time. Before the white mist dispersed, they waited for someone. But the person who came was not Hua Feng, but an old man.
The man's face is full of wrinkles, his hair is gray, and he has entered his twilight years.
He said to more than twenty classmates:
"Hello, classmates, I am Master Hua's butler, you can call me Uncle Zhang."
Uncle Zhang is Hua Feng's housekeeper. He occasionally goes to school to bring some food and clothing to Hua Feng, even though Hua Feng doesn't lack those things.
Therefore, although the students in the class have not spoken to Uncle Zhang very much, everyone knows him.
"Uncle Zhang, Mr. Hua, uh no, where is Hua Feng? Why didn't he come? I just sent him a message and he didn't reply. Didn't he bring his mobile phone?"
asked a male classmate who played well with Hua Feng.
Uncle Zhang sighed and said with a gloomy face:
"The young master suddenly fell ill yesterday and is now in the hospital. Originally, I wanted to stay and take care of the young master, but the young master remembered that he had an appointment with you today, so he asked me to take you to have a good few days at Yunwu Villa."
"...Hua Feng is sick? We don't know what kind of illness he has. Is it serious?"
"Why are you sick? Wasn't he very active in the class last night? Maybe he got into trouble..."
"We won't go play since Hua Feng is sick. Why don't we go to the hospital to see him?"
As soon as these words came out, there were hundreds of responses... and more than twenty responses. The students all expressed that they wanted to visit Hua Feng in the hospital.
"It's so miserable for Huafeng to fall ill when school is about to start." Wen Qing had a look of pity in her eyes.
Huan Xiao looked at the misty mist near Yunwu Mountain and said:
"Now that going to the hospital won't disturb other patients, should we buy a bouquet of flowers to wish him a speedy recovery?"
Speaking of this, Wen Qing was confused, "If I want to buy flowers, should I buy carnations or lilies?"
"Don't that kid Hua Feng like sunflowers? Let's pool some money to buy a bunch of sunflowers for him." A boy who often walks with Hua Feng came over to join the conversation. He touched his chin and said:
"Actually, baby's breath is not bad. Sunflowers alone are a bit monotonous. Why not add sunflowers and baby's breath? This combination is quite beautiful."
"Add a few more lilies! Lily flowers are suitable for giving to patients!" The classmates nearby came over to join in the fun.
Then it got out of hand.
"Cornflower is fine, let's add some cornflower. I used to buy cornflower when I accompanied my mother to see patients!"
"Tulips are also good, very fragrant."
"If it's fragrant, I think jasmine is more fragrant and smells pleasant."
"If I want to talk about fragrance, osmanthus is more fragrant. I just don't know if the nearby flower shop sells osmanthus."
"The sweet-scented osmanthus is too small, but the lily of the valley is beautiful. I can spend more money and buy the lily of the valley too."
"I, Platycodon, don't accept it!"
"Stop! We are visiting patients, not eating. Don't add everything. Just choose a few normal flowers."
In the end, it was the study committee member who stopped the students from saying more and more outrageous things.
The male classmate who had a good relationship with Hua Feng spread his hands and said:
"Okay, let's make the selection for the study committee members."
At this time, Uncle Zhang on the side walked over to them with a kind smile and said:
"It's good that the students have this intention. The young master will definitely be very happy when he knows it. But this time my mission is to take everyone to play. If I don't do it well, the young master will also feel guilty. And the young master's illness does not It’s not serious, it’s just a minor cold and it will be fine in a few days.”
"Cold? That silly, uh, Hua Feng didn't catch a cold by running out to play on a rainy day again, right?"
The classmate who had a good relationship with Hua Feng almost let it slip. It would have been terrible if the name he usually used to call Hua Feng was revealed.
Although everyone knows that this title is a joke to enhance feelings, the other person is after all the housekeeper Uncle Zhang who watched Hua Feng grow up. Uncle Zhang holds Hua Feng in his mouth and holds it in his hands for fear of dropping it.
It would not be good if Uncle Zhang knew that they were talking to Hua Feng using the title "Si Mao".
Fortunately, Uncle Zhang did not notice what the male classmate had not finished, but sighed and said:
"The young master is still very naughty even when he grows up. I would like to trouble you to take more care of him. That child has been accustomed to mischief since he was a child... Forget it, we will not discuss the young master's affairs now. Classmates, I will take you up the mountain on the cable car. Go ahead."
"Is Hua Feng really okay?" the study committee member asked worriedly.
Uncle Zhang smiled softly and said:
"Of course it's okay. If something happens to the young master, I won't be in the mood to come here to take care of you kids. Don't worry, I know you are all good kids. The young master will always miss you when he comes home."
"That's good, let's go play. Don't leave alone, follow Uncle Zhang!" Since the squad leader didn't come, everyone defaulted to the learning committee to lead the team.
"Okay, I want to be the first one. Whoever comes with us, please come and share the car with two more people!"
"The cable car at Yunwu Villa has four seats, and there are only three of us."
"The fog here is so thick and it still doesn't dissipate. It always looks eerie."
"This is called Fairy Spirit. If the ancient puppet show chose this kind of mountain as the filming location, it wouldn't look so fake."
"Which of you kindhearted people has finished your homework? Lend me your child!"
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Huan Xiao followed them on the mountain road. Because the cable car was on the other side of the mountain, they still needed to walk around the mountain for a while.
Wen Qing has been following Huan Xiao. After seeing the cemetery on the mountain, she pointed to the cemetery and asked:
"Why is there a cemetery in Yunwu Mountain? It wouldn't be a good idea to build a resort on a cemetery, right?"
But because she was introverted, she was not talking to Uncle Zhang, but to Huan Xiao.
Huan Xiao shook his head and said:
"I don't know either, but they should have their reasons. Don't businessmen like to pay attention to Feng Shui?"
"Okay... Huh? Huanxiao, look at the ground. Those paper money were burned to the dead. Why are they scattered on the roadside?"
Uncle Zhang in front seemed to have heard the conversation between Huan Xiao and the two, so he turned his head and smiled at them and said:
"Don't worry, two students. These paper money were scattered on the road by the Taoist priest invited by the master before. The master said that you can't take the initiative to clean them. You have to wait for the paper money to disappear naturally, so that Yunwu Villa will not attract evil spirits again."
The students were all excited when they heard the topic about ghosts and gods.
"Uncle Zhang, does Yunwu Villa really attract ghosts? Has anyone seen it with their own eyes?"
"Uncle, is the Taoist priest still on the mountain? Can we go and have a look? I feel a little unlucky recently. Can I do something to make it disappear?"
"Do Taoist priests use talismans to do this? I haven't seen it before. Are you really not a liar?"
In response to the curiosity of his classmates, Uncle Zhang remained silent and seemed a little distracted.
The classmates were chattering and arguing all the way. Uncle Zhang was amused by their energy. This time his smile was much more real than before.
He shook his head and smiled helplessly:
"You kids are too torturous. The cable car area is right in front. Let's go quickly. There are not many customers queuing up now. When there are more people, we will have to wait in line for a long time."
