Chapter 805 Spring Is Coming

Yan Huan opened her eyes and sat up. They were here. She put on her shoes, opened the car door, and stretched gently. She was still a little sleepy. She had to sleep for a while.

"You're back," Mr. Lu's face was long when he saw Yan Huan's appearance. "Look at what you look like. You're as thin as a ghost."

"People in our line of work all want to be slim," Yan Huan pinched her face. Yes, she was thin. She would slowly make up for it.

"Go down," Mr. Lu drove people away in disdain. However, Yan Huan also found that he seemed relieved. In fact, he still cared about her. This old man has always been like this. He said one thing and meant another, had a poisonous mouth, and had a bad temper. However, after getting along for a long time, she found that the old man was actually quite lovely.

She carried her suitcase back to her room. It turned out that it had been cleaned, the quilts were all replaced with new ones, and there was even a bouquet of flowers on the table.

She walked over, picked up the vase, held it in her arms, and then sniffed it hard. It was quite fragrant, and the aftertaste of the fragrance was a pleasant fragrance.

She put the vase down, and lay down tiredly without taking a shower. She seemed to have a dream, but she forgot what she dreamed about.

It was already night when she opened her eyes again.

When she came out, Mr. Lu was flipping through the newspaper, and the dishes on the table were untouched.

She hurried over, her stomach was growling with hunger.

As a result, when she was about to eat, Mr. Lu glared at her, and she had to put down her chopsticks.

"Drink that first," Mr. Lu pointed to a big... bowl on the table. No, this is a basin.

Yan Huan opened the lid on it. There was a bowl, no, a basin of soup inside, with chicken, corn, and red dates. She had drunk this soup before, which was blood-replenishing. Lu Yi often stewed it for her to drink, especially after her menstrual period.

She has always had some mild anemia, and it has only become serious in the past few years. Her health was good, but because of the blood transfusions she gave to Lu Yi, she has deteriorated a little in the past few years.

She didn't recover well, and then she kept getting into trouble. Now, it's not so easy to make up for it. It may take several years to really make up for it.

Yan Huan scooped a bowl of soup for herself and took a few sips with a spoon. It seemed to taste good, with some sweet red dates. Of course, she also knew that red dates are used to replenish blood.

She drank a bowl and wanted to eat, but she saw Mr. Lu squinting at her with his eyes, "Drink it all."

The spoon in Yan Huan's hand fell on the table.

"Grandpa, do I have to drink it all?"

"If you don't drink it, who will drink it?" Mr. Lu rolled his eyes at Yan Huan.

"This is not drinking soup, this is drinking donkey?" Yan Huan scooped another bowl for herself.

"Then you can be a donkey," Ye Laozi was flipping through the newspaper with his reading glasses again, but Yan Huan might not know that he would glance over here from time to time.

Yan Huan drank three bowls in a row, and her stomach was full, and then she drank up a pot of soup, but after she finished the soup, she couldn't eat anything else.

She finally insisted on eating some. If she didn't eat, she would be hungry in a while, and then she would just eat snacks secretly at home. Mr. Lu's temper is to eat when he eats and sleep when he sleeps. In terms of daily life, he has always been very strict. Although he doesn't ask you to stand in a military posture in the morning, and then fold the quilt into a tofu block, in daily life, you must go to bed on time and eat three meals at a fixed time. If she doesn't eat now, she can only eat snacks by herself.

After eating, she went to the field to see if there was really grass growing. When she arrived, she didn't find much grass. Several farmers took care of the vegetable fields meticulously, and basically didn't need her to help.

She just came here to pull weeds and do some odd jobs, but doing something every day made her forget other things, and her body gradually got better.

She stood up and washed her hands at the sink on the side, and then she was ready to go back.

But when she arrived at the living room, she heard someone talking inside, so she didn't plan to go in. It might be Mr. Lu's guests. It was inconvenient for her to listen, and she didn't know these old people. To be honest, she was still quite scared. It was really difficult to get along with these old people. Each of them was very similar to Mr. Lu's temperament, and it was hard to figure out.

When she was about to leave, Mr. Lu's voice was a little loud. See, it was too loud, and she heard it.

"I told you not to come here."

"Grandpa, I'm your grandson."

Lu Yi pursed his thin lips.

"I'd rather have a granddaughter," Old Master Lu snorted, "Look at what good things you've done, what's the difference between that and Lu Qin's? At least Lu Qin has a purpose, and it's for Su Muren, what's your purpose?"

"Go back, don't come over, live wherever you want, anyway, don't stay with me, let the little girl see you, she's finally been raised to be plump and white, and she won't run around randomly, just let her stay alone in peace, okay?"

Yan Huan looked at her thin arms and legs.

Is she plump and white?

Does she have it? She didn't know it herself. She had never been chubby since she was a child. Her mother said that when she was born, she weighed less than five pounds. Other children are all chubby and cute, but she has always been black. She was dark and thin. At that time, some people said that her mother had given birth to an ugly girl, but no matter how ugly she was, she was still her mother's treasure.

And no matter how much she eats, she has never gained weight. She has been skinny and small since she was a child, and of course she is also dark. As for when she changed, it may be after she grew up, and it was already She no longer considers fatness as beauty, but pays attention to ancient beauty. She is very glad that she lives in such an aesthetic era, otherwise no one would want her by the time of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Who wants someone so thin and ugly?

The sound inside continued, but she didn't want to hear it anymore.

She knew that the person inside was Lu Yi, but they were all divorced. If they were divorced, they could go their separate ways. She was living a good life now, and I believe he was too.

She returned to those acres of fields, found a place for herself to sit down, and then lay flat on the lawn. The sky was a different kind of blue, and the wind blowing on her face felt like the first time. It feels a little warmer.

It turns out that spring is here.