Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Yan Fangqiong's eyelashes trembled violently, like a young cicada struggling to escape from the cicada, almost exhausted all her strength, every tremor was so thrilling!

"Fangqiong, don't be in a hurry, take your time. My daughter is back, so I won't leave anymore, don't be in a hurry."

He Junfeng's iron-struck man couldn't help but flushed his eyes. With a dumb voice and softly comforting, he held his wife's scrawny hand to cheer for her.

Su Haitang opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked with cotton, and she couldn't make a sound at all.

No one rushed her. Everyone was engrossed in waking up, eager to see her daughter's poor mother with his own eyes.

Finally, the two rows of weak and long eyelashes tremblingly separated, revealing a pair of slightly apathetic eyes inside.

"Girl, where's your daughter?"

Yan Fangqiong rolled his eyes and asked weakly.

"Here." He Junfeng pushed Su Haitang again, pushed her to his wife, and introduced her with tears in a smile.

"Look at her, do you look a lot like you? I see her as if I saw you ten years ago."

Yan Fangqiong's gaze stuck to Su Haitang, at first he was at a loss, then joy slowly emerged, and then turned into overwhelming ecstasy!

"Baby."

She screamed in a trembling voice, tears silently falling from the corner of her eyes.

Su Haitang pursed the corner of her mouth, took the initiative to put her hand in the heart of her powerless right hand, and opened her mouth. Mother still couldn't make a call.

It's like being cursed.

Su Haitang was anxious secretly. If you had prepared well in advance, you should try your best to satisfy this poor mother's wish and not ask her to pass away with regret.

But at this moment, she seemed to have been dumb acupuncture, and she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth!

The more anxious, the more powerless you can do!

"The baby doesn't cry." Yan Fangqiong gasped, her face flushed abnormally, and her tear-washed eyes looked at her brightly. "Mom is here."

The simple seven words seemed to have exhausted all her strength, Yan Fangqiong's flushed face was a little pale, and the spirit was obviously weakened, and the people around him were shocked!

Su Haitang's mind was hot, and without thinking, he forced out a drop of spiritual spring water and sent it into her mouth that opened like a dehydrated fish ashore.

Aunt Song handed over half a cup of warm water, stuffed it into Su Haitang's hand, and motioned to her to feed the poor wife soothing her throat, as she was dying of her filial piety.

Yan Fangqiong suddenly became sober, first brought everyone a surprise, but soon turned into a fright!

Four big characters inevitably appear in everyone's mind: Huiguangfanzhao!

Su Haitang took the water, sat on the edge of the bed, gently raised Yan Fangqiong's head, and carefully fed her two sips of water.

Yan Fangqiong swallowed hard and let out a long sigh of relief.

It’s good to be able to swallow voluntarily.

Su Haitang also breathed a sigh of relief, fed another two sips of water, and put the cup in He Junfeng's hand.

"You just woke up. You can't be too excited, it's exhausting. Rest for a while, I'm here with you."

Su Haitang carefully helped her to lie down again, and carefully patted the pillow into a comfortable shape.

"Sweet." Yan Fangqiong lay quietly and gasped for a while, spit out a word with a smile. Although it was still full of breath, it sounded very clear and no longer so disturbing.

Su Haitang also smiled at her, tucked her quilt, and coaxed her softly.

"I actually prefer spicy food. I don't have a spicy dish for every meal, and the meal is not delicious. The boiled fish I made tastes very good. You will get better soon. I will make it for you."

"Okay." Yan Fangqiong grabbed her hand and shook it, closing her eyes lightly, her face calm, and the corners of her mouth smiling.