Li Lan climbed over the wall and returned home just in time before her parents came in to call for dinner.
When An Che and his wife knocked on the door, Li Lan had time to crumble the note on the table into a ball and hide it in his sleeve.
With a table full of meat and vegetables, and a pot of millet porridge simmered in chicken soup, Li Lan, who had been guarding Lei Zhai for more than half a month before traveling through time, just felt like he was in heaven.
"Eat, mother, give Lan'er a bowl of porridge." Li Lan was still waiting for his parents to use the chopsticks first, but his mother stood up, filled a bowl of porridge and handed it over.
"Mom, eat first, don't worry about Lan'er."
Listening to her daughter being so sensible, the mother's eyes filled with tears, "Mom is not tired. As long as Lan'er is well, everything will be fine for me."
Li Lan felt sad after hearing this. The original An Lan had such a good pair of parents, but was killed by evil relatives. Although An Lan is destined to suffer calamity, it is not the reason for harming others.
Li Lan nodded, then drank the porridge, then used chopsticks to pick up the carp in front of him, but the chopsticks he just stretched out were knocked by the person next to him.
"Lan'er, you have just recovered from your serious illness. Eat less greasy food. After a while, your body will recover. Mom will make whatever you want to eat with you."
After talking to the child, the mother went to tell her husband, "Ache, Lan'er is recovering from a serious illness and can't eat greasy food. Give Lan'er the light food."
Seeing that the fish that was about to reach his mouth could not be put into his mouth, Li Lan wanted to cry but had no tears - wasn't it really a show by Master and his brothers? You won’t give up if you’re not satisfied with the 24-day Quanzhen Experience Card, right?
Li Lan flattened his mouth, picked up the vegetables in the bowl and put them into his mouth.
"If Lan'er wants to eat, it's okay to eat less." The mother couldn't bear to see her daughter's grievance, so she picked up a chopstick of the tender fish face meat and handed it to Li Lan's bowl, "Lan'er, eat quickly, wait for your health Okay, mom will take you to eat everything you want."
It turns out that parents love their children like this, just like the master and brothers, they have a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. It turns out that although I have had no parents since I was a child, my master really treats me like my parents...
Li Lan felt warm in her heart and swallowed the fish along with the soreness that filled her nose.
The gentle breeze blew the fragrance of flowers and plants from the city into the courtyard, and a few drops of soft rain did not add to the loneliness. Instead, the whole family gathered around a table of food in harmony, and the heat made the tail of the three people's eyes red.
Of course some people can't stand this kind of harmony. In other words, some people are always jealous of those around them who have a better life than themselves.
Anjie is not a good girl, but there is a saying that goes, 'a barking dog never bites'. Anjie is the barking dog, and An Cheng, the third son of the An family, is the biting dog.
"Tell me about that little thing, he's not dead yet!" Anjie and his third brother complained, curling their lips, "This little thing's life is really tough."
"Hey, Third Brother, you said that not only is this little thing not dead, but the poison that was administered before has no effect, and now he is very eloquent."
"Lao San, you don't think this An Lan is resurrected from the dead, is he an innocent soul that came up from the underworld?"
"If this is the case, will she settle accounts with us..."
"The third child? The third child?"
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. An Jie's curse words reached An Cheng's ears, which made An Cheng find a way to harm An Lan.
"It's okay, evil ghosts are evil ghosts."
"Everyone can die, let alone ghosts." An Cheng smiled, "Sister, you've become a ghost, isn't it difficult to lose your soul?"
An Cheng's smile was full of warmth on the surface, but even An Jie couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. She felt a cold wind blowing by her ears.
"No, it's not difficult..."
"That's it. It's not difficult for people to die. Ghosts should go where ghosts belong. What's so difficult about this?"
