Zhang Yiyi looked at Xiao Xian, from front to back, left to right, and after a thorough inspection, she touched her chin in puzzlent and said: "How co you seem normal again just after eating a al?"
Zeng Xuerou, who was beside her, heard this and coughed softly. However, the joy in her eyes revealed how she felt at that mont.
Not long after breakfast, "Xiao Xian" was called away by a woman nad i Nian and ca back winking at Xuerou. From that look, Xuerou knew the real Xiao Xian was back.
"How could that be, Yiyi? How did you do on your math test this ti?" The genuinely evil, authentic Xiao Xian blinked her eyes, ruthlessly picking at Zhang Yiyi’s sore spot.
"Oh, let’s not talk about it. If I could just pass, I’d swear off at for a month. Wait, look, look, I knew it, this is the real Zhu Xiaoxian. Such a bad-mouthed, malicious person, huh! Now I know, you were just pretending to be cultured recently, putting on a show for that Dr. Zhou in the infirmary. Now that the final exams are over and Dr. Zhou has left the school, you’re showing your true colors."
Zhang Yiyi went on a rant, pretending to hit Xiao Xian.
Xiao Xian resigned herself to take a few punches from her, steering Zhang Yiyi’s thoughts away from the topic of her own abnormal behavior the previous half month.
However, upon hearing the news that Zhou Ziang was leaving the school, Xiao Xian breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t quite sure why she felt relieved—perhaps she was worried he would co to collect the ginseng debt, the slow-witted person secretly thought to herself.
"Stop fooling around, my mom is here to pick us up," Zeng Xuerou had a lot of questions to ask Xiao Xian but seeing her crack jokes and pull funny faces again, Xuerou’s mood lifted too, deciding to find a private chance to ask Xiao Xian later.
The three of them carrying their luggage, headed towards the school gate, Xiao Xian took advantage of the two ahead not paying attention and sneakily stuffed the rose that bore her birth date into her bag. i Nian had said that she and i Xiang were different, each excelling in different fields. i Nian’s specialty was picking plants suitable for making "Flower Puppets."
This rose was one kind of Flower Puppet talisman; each talisman could be used three tis, with no ti limit for each usage. When she had just called for "Xiao Xian," Xiao Xian shalessly begged i Nian, her martial uncle, to leave her a parting gift, and this talisman, which could transform into "Xiao Xian" at will, was her booty.
After the three got into the car Mrs. Zeng had sent to pick them up, it didn’t take long before Zeng Xuerou gave Xiao Xian a knowing glance.
Xiao Xian got the hint and looked towards the rear car window. A dark blue car was following them. Seeing that car, Xiao Xian thought of Zhuo Feng and his wife from Yanqing Farm.
"Aunt Zeng, can I borrow your phone? I want to call my aunt," Xiao Xian had just found out that Xuerou had invited her and Yiyi to travel to Chengde, and she had already talked to Zhuo Feng about it in advance.
Xiao Xian wasn’t particularly interested in going to any sumr retreats—as far as she was concerned, there wasn’t much difference between the seasons throughout the year.
Mrs. Zeng handed over the phone without a second word. Ever since her daughter got to know the two girls from the car behind, she had smiled more often. This made Mrs. Zeng quite fond of Xiao Xian and Zhang Yiyi, treating them affectionately by association.
At Yanqing Farm, the swallows that had built nests early in spring had already hatched their chicks, and Zhuo Feng and Feng Xing had replaced the hedges with thief-proof fencing made of wire sh. The farm had a phone inside the house, and while Yanqing was a suburban area, the telecommunications infrastructure was still complete.
When Xiao Xian called, Feng Xing was urging Zhuo Feng to go check the newly blood sweet potato flowers.
Zhuo Feng pulled aside the sweet potato flowers and praised in admiration, "Honey, it seems there are more bees around lately. Look, the flowers in the field have been pollinated early. Judging by this, this batch of sweet potatoes should grow well too." Since the farm’s sweet potatoes were harvested early, Zhuo Feng, not one to sit idly by, decided to plant a second crop of sweet potatoes.
However, the most pressing issue was to deal with the pile of sweet potatoes at ho first. It was good that Xiao Xian was going to Chengde with her friends—this way, the sweet potatoes could be dealt with before her return. Otherwise, when she ca ho for a vacation, they couldn’t possibly let her eat sweet potatoes all the ti as well.
Thinking of having sweet potatoes for lunch again, Zhuo Feng’s stomach began to sour.
"Ah Feng, it’s a call from Xiao Xian," Feng Xing, with sharp ears, heard the phone ring from afar. He ran over to answer it, and after exchanging pleasantries with his niece, he reminded her to bring so long-sleeved clothes and so stomach dicine and heatstroke prevention dicine for her trip to Chengde.
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