Quick travel: the leisurely life of cannon fodder

Several old people thought about what happened to Li Lanzhi just now, "You didn't meet Li Lanzhi just now, right? Otherwise, you shouldn't come here recently. It would be bad if someone saw you and caused you trouble."

Mu Xi: "I'll come over later. There are fewer people here and my home is close, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Mu Xi chatted with a few old people for a few minutes and then went back.

On the way back, Li Lanzhi thought as she walked, could it be that the reason why Mu Xi was able to be interviewed on TV in her previous life was related to these old men?

Let's put these things aside for now and think of a way to snatch Lin Cheng away. Recently, Lin Cheng's attitude towards me is not as enthusiastic as it was at the beginning.

It was a sunny day today. Mu Xi was sitting with her legs crossed, reading a medical book leisurely.

There were dense footsteps coming from outside.

Aunt Cuihua ran in holding Li Lanzhi, who was soaking wet, pale and with her eyes closed. Behind them were Lin Cheng, who was also soaking wet, Jiang Qian, who was pale and crying, and a group of villagers who were watching the fun.

Aunt Cuihua: "Muxi, please save my daughter." Aunt Cuihua cried and shouted loudly.

Seeing this, Mu Xi didn't want to delay any longer, so she went over to check and found that he had just choked on some water. Mu Xi cleaned his mouth and pressed a few times.

Li Lanzhi spat out a few mouthfuls of water, her eyelids trembled slightly, and she slowly woke up.

Mu Xi looked at Aunt Cuihua and said, "Go back and boil some brown sugar ginger water to get rid of the cold. Eat something good to replenish your body. It's nothing serious."

(Medical knowledge is required for the plot, please do not believe or imitate.)

The village chief came over and saw that the man had woken up, so he started asking what happened.

Jiang Qian was shaking and crying, "Today, Li Lanzhi and I had an argument by the river, and then we started fighting. Then, somehow, Li Lanzhi fell in. I really didn't mean to push her in, wuwu..."

Aunt Cuihua screamed, "My poor daughter, how could this man be so cruel? This is a matter of life and death..."

Li Lanzhi rolled her eyes slightly and said that she had fallen accidentally. After all, arguing was not a glorious thing.

Seeing this, the village chief said, "Okay, stop arguing. Since both parties said it was an accident, Lanzhi is the victim. Jiang Zhiqing should pay Lanzhi 10 yuan as compensation! As for Lin Zhiqing saving Lanzhi, you can handle it yourself! Everyone, go home. If you don't go to work, your work points will be deducted."

Everyone left after hearing what the village chief said. Li Lanzhi was also helped back by Aunt Cuihua.

Seeing that everyone had left, Mu Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief. What was going on? In little Mu Xi's memory, there seemed to be no such thing. So the plot had changed. Could it be related to her?

I have to say, it really is related to Mu Xi. Mu Xi eats well in this life, and her whole body is radiant, which makes Li Lanzhi feel a sense of urgency. She wants to grab Lin Cheng, this golden thigh, as soon as possible. So Li Lanzhi and Jiang Qian quarreled by the river. When Li Lanzhi saw Lin Cheng coming, she followed Jiang Qian's action and fell into the river.

Lin Cheng couldn't just stand by and watch her die, as he also had a crush on the girl, so everyone saw the scene where Lin Cheng was hugging Li Lanzhi.

Li Lanzhi thought that because of the gossip in the village, Lin Cheng was also going to marry her.

Days passed by, and because of the drowning incident, Li Lanzhi and Lin Cheng had already married. The two seemed to be living well, but the Youth Academy was still noisy every day.

One day at noon, Mu Xi was making fried eggs with chives. A few policemen came to the village, gave some candies and asked the child, "Where is Mu Xi's home?"

A few children were leading the way with smiles on their faces. When the villagers saw them, they all ran over to watch the fun.

Mu Xi was still preparing lunch at home, completely unaware that disaster was about to happen.