The group’s favorite little Fuwa in the rebirth era

half a month later.

Su Qinghe's injuries finally healed.

In fact, I almost recovered within a week. As long as I don't touch it, I don't feel much.

But grandma firmly believed that she had not recovered yet, so she forced her to stay at home for another week.

This half month has been Su Qinghe's most leisurely period. She doesn't have to go to school or practice, and she isn't even allowed to go out at home.

Fortunately, Su Qinghe didn't like going out very much, and her grandma was afraid that she would be bored, so she even took her to make balm together.

Because her hand was injured, she had to watch her grandma do many steps.

The materials are also readily available at home. There are many flowers planted in the garden of the old house, as well as the necessary medicinal materials, which are ground into powder and dried and steamed in multiple steps.

You also need to add some other things, such as rose essential oil and the like.

Su Qinghe saw so many ingredients with his own eyes, but in the end only three portions were made.

Because it was her first time doing it, Su Qinghe couldn't help but use her hands and feet to make trouble, and ended up wasting a lot of money.

Su's mother was very patient, and she was not angry even when her granddaughter caused trouble. She kept praising her, which made Su Qinghe more confident.

It was not until the end that Su Qinghe slowly realized it and blushed with embarrassment.

Even then, grandma praised her for doing well.

The prepared ointment needs to sit for more than half a month. Su Qinghe will go back to school before the ointment is finished.

After working as a salted fish in the old house for more than half a month, Su Qinghe was still a little unaccustomed to the sudden return to her previous routine, and she felt quite lazy.

The weather has begun to cool down unconsciously, and Su Qinghe doesn't feel too deep after staying at home every day.

It wasn't until she was about to go back to school that Su Qinghe went to the balcony to breathe in the fresh air as a habit in the morning, and she was surprised to find that it had become much colder.

When she went to the wardrobe to pick out clothes, she found that her mother had changed all the clothes in the wardrobe for her at some point.

Su Qinghe picked a cotton dress with lace stitching that went down to her calves, and wore a denim jacket on top.

"Chirp."

As soon as Su Qinghe came downstairs, Jiujiu heard movement and flew towards her, rubbing her face affectionately.

"Don't run, take your time, it will be too late." Wang Xiujuan saw her daughter running down again and quickly stopped her.

One accident was enough. If it wasn't impossible, Wang Xiujuan would have wanted to stare at her twenty-four hours a day.

"Oh."

Su Qinghe also knew that she had frightened her family this time. After hearing her mother's words, she walked downstairs obediently. She was also afraid of falling again.

Su Jianguo has been away from home for the past two days on a business trip, and his brother has already cycled to school.

"Be careful when walking in school and don't fight with your classmates while walking." Although she knew her daughter was not good-tempered, Wang Xiujuan couldn't help but worry, "If there are physical education classes, ask the teacher for leave."

Although Su Qinghe felt that her mother was making a fuss, she was afraid that if she dared to refute, she might not be able to go out this morning.

"I see."

Seeing her daughter obediently agree, Wang Xiujuan felt relieved.

If it weren't for the fear of upsetting her daughter, Wang Xiujuan would have wanted her to stop skateboarding and fall so badly.

Su Qinghe sipped the milk in small sips, not knowing that she almost couldn't skateboard.

"Qinghe, you are back!"

"Qing He, is your injury healed?"

As soon as Su Qinghe entered the classroom, she was surrounded by a group of classmates, all expressing concern.

They all knew that Su Qinghe took such a long leave because he was injured.

Listening to the chirping sounds in his ears, Su Qinghe gradually regained the familiar feeling.

She was living in her old house these days, and it was extremely quiet in Nuo Da's house. Su Qinghe was not used to hearing so much noise all of a sudden.

Seeing everyone's concerned eyes, Su Qinghe said that she was fine now, so don't worry.

Even during class, almost every teacher showed concern for her and asked her to pay attention to her safety.

At noon, Su Qinghe went to have lunch with a few friends as usual.

As soon as she walked into the cafeteria door, she was pushed by several friends to find a seat first.

He Annian was the most positive, "Hey, dear, you're injured, I'll help you get food."

Su Qinghe was stunned. She was about to say that she was well and could prepare her own meals.

But I don’t know why, in the eyes of some friends, she is now so weak that she can’t even eat and needs help from others.

There are always plenty of seats in the school cafeteria. Seeing how insistent her friends were, Su Qinghe had to find a seat to wait for them.

After a while, they came back with prepared meals. Su Qinghe looked at the meals in front of her. They were all what she liked.

I didn't feel very hungry at first, but after smelling the rich aroma of rice, I thanked them and couldn't wait to pick up the spoon and prepare to eat.

As a result, she just picked up the spoon and prepared to eat.

"Qing He, is your hand healed?"

Looking up, she found Song Zhijun staring at her hand seriously.

Su Qinghe was confused and didn't understand what she meant, but she still nodded subconsciously, "Okay."

However, Song Zhijun didn't seem to believe it, "If it hurts, just tell us and we won't laugh at you."

"Yeah, right." The people beside him nodded in agreement.

Su Qinghe was a little confused. Didn't they see her hands in the morning?

Seeing their fiery eyes, Su Qinghe stretched out her hand to show them.

Su Qinghe's little hands were white and slender, her nails were trimmed neatly by her mother, and her hands were white and flawless.

"Look, I'm fine now. I'm fine." Su Qinghe pretended to play the piano to avoid them not believing her.

Song Zhijun, however, still had a straight face, held Su Qinghe's little hand, and pressed it back and forth on her palm.

If he hadn't known her, Su Qinghe would have almost thought she could read palms when he saw how seriously she touched her hands.

"what happened?"

"Does it hurt here?"

Su Qinghe was confused and didn't know what she was doing, but she still shook her head cooperatively, "It doesn't hurt."

"Where is this place?" Song Zhijun continued.

Su Qinghe continued to shake his head.

Song Zhijun refused to give up and continued pressing with another hand, "Where is this one?"

"No?"

Su Qinghe found a trace of regret on their faces?

"Qinghe, how did you eat when your hand was injured?" Another girl suddenly asked.

Su Qinghe didn't understand. She hadn't been to school for two weeks. Why did she feel that the classmates in the class were acting strangely? What happened these days?

"My family feeds me." Su Qinghe said openly. She didn't think it was shameful for such a big man to have his family feed him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qinghe noticed that the eyes of the people opposite him suddenly lit up.

"Are you okay?" You don't want to eat. She wants to eat. If she doesn't eat, the food will be cold.

"Qinghe."

Su Qinghe felt that their expressions were strange.

"Qinghe, you have been fed by your family for so many days. You must not be used to eating by yourself now." Song Zhijun suddenly said seriously.