Crossing the Nongmen: The space of doctors and women is burning!

Yang Jinfan felt warm in his heart, and nodded in agreement with Yang Lao San with a smile. When he raised his eyes, he noticed that the injury on Yang Lao San's forehead was only a scab, but there was a vague trend of infection.

Yang Jinfan couldn't help but blame herself. So far, she has not given Yang Laosan a drink of spiritual spring water.

The wound on Yang Laosan's head was only cleaned and the medicine changed once, but was not treated again after that.

Yang Laosan was busy working all day long and it was too late to take care of the injury on his forehead.

There is sweat and dust, and you wipe your face carelessly when washing your face. If you go back and forth like this, you will get infected.

"Hey dad, I'm not tired. The work at Gu Langzhong's house isn't heavy. Dad, why isn't the injury on your head healed yet? I've learned a little bit about it in the past few days at Gu Langzhong's house. I'll tell you later.

Treat dad's wound and it will heal faster. Dad has just finished chopping firewood, and I'm afraid he didn't even have time to take a sip of water, so I'll pour it for dad."

After saying that, he ran away without giving Yang Laosan a chance to refuse.

Yang Laosan looked at Yang Jinfan's back, feeling deeply moved.

Although Afan is a girl, she is no worse than a boy in his eyes. She is well-behaved and obedient, and she knows how to feel sorry for her parents.

Yang Laosan and Wang looked at each other with unspoken relief.

Yang Jinfan ran to the kitchen, took a bowl, scooped some water into the small water tank in the kitchen, then put his finger on the edge of the bowl, drew out the spiritual spring water, filled the bowl, and took it out of the kitchen.

Yang Laosan and Wang went to pick up the firewood they had just chopped. Yang Jinfan walked up to Yang Laosan carrying water.

"Dad, put down the firewood first and drink some water before you get busy."

Yang Laosan smiled from ear to ear and quickly put down the firewood.

"Hey, eh, okay, daddy, drink it!"

The man patted the dust on his hands and wiped it on his clothes twice before taking the bowl handed over by Yang Jinfan.

Yang Laosan drank it carefully without spilling a drop. He knew he was drinking water, but he didn't know he thought it was some old wine.

After drinking the water, Yang Jinfan reached out to take the bowl. Yang Laosan didn't hand it to her. He glanced at Wang next to him and said.

"Afan, you go and have a rest. Your mother and I will take care of the rest. Dad will get hot water to soak your feet later."

Mrs. Wang also smiled warmly at Yang Jinfan and nodded to signal her to go back to her room.

Yang Jinfan no longer refused: "Father and mother, I will go back to the room first. After you finish your work, you can go back to the room to rest."

Yang Laosan smiled brightly, and he didn't know if it was his imagination, but the water his daughter served was delicious.

Take one sip and feel refreshed!

After watching Yang Jinfan return to the room, Yang Laosan took Wang to and fro in front of the stove, lighting the fire and whispering, all of which were compliments to Yang Jinfan.

Yang Jinfan returned to the third house, closed the door, and entered the space with a thought.

Mi Qibao was swinging back and forth on the swing in the mountain stream. She knew she was coming when Yang Jinfan moved his mind.

This swing is not the vine swing like a lounge chair that Yang Jinfan saw before, but a swing fixed on the trunk of a towering ancient tea tree.

Mi Qibao is standing on the swing, holding the ropes on both sides of the swing with both hands. The pink figure moves far and near with the high swing. Under the swing is a bottomless cliff shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is a roaring sound under the cliff.

The sound of running water came, and in front was the churning sea of ​​clouds, in the distance was the gentle and soft sunlight, and the branches were swaying.

Mi Qibao's joyful fairy laughter echoed everywhere on the empty cliffs. There was a sense of remoteness and expectation transmitted from ancient times that transcended time and space, making people unable to help but feel the pleasure of relaxing physically and mentally.

"You're here, little clay idea, come up and play together!"

A familiar voice lingered in Yang Jinfan's ears. She lowered her eyelids and didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy for a moment.

Without giving her any room to think, a pink Shenyun neon dress and silk belt had already wrapped around her waist and brought her to the swing.

Before Yang Jinfan could react, she was already standing next to Mi Qibao. Mi Qibao stretched out his hand to hold her, and a holy divine power swept through her body. There was a kind of calmness baptized by the divine light, and her body felt light.

Whenever a gust of wind comes, she can ride it away.

"Little slave, stretch out your little hands and grab the rope over there. I'm going to take you off!"

Yang Jinfan followed Mi Qibao's instructions and stretched out her hand to grasp the rope. She felt that the swing on her feet seemed to be much bigger than before. When she stood and looked down, it was obvious that only Qibao could stand on the swing.

"Relax, don't worry, you won't fall if I'm here."

Yang Jinfan nodded excitedly, his eyes indicating to Mi Qibao that she was ready.

She took the fairy boss's hand, and the fairy boss wanted to take her on the swing.

Please, as long as she doesn't drink Meng Po soup when she is reincarnated, this bullshit will be enough for her to brag about for several lifetimes!

Mi Qibao's toothy smile and his appearance were enough to confuse all living beings in the six realms, and Yang Jinfan was fascinated by it.

With the bright-eyed and white-toothed face beside him, the majestic temperament of heaven and earth impacting, and the ethereal and sacred fairy sound echoing, Yang Jinfan felt that every cell in his body was dancing, and every restless soul was soothed.

Qi Baobao is the most beautiful person she has ever seen, no, he is a god.

There is no one!

Mi Qibao waved his sleeves lightly, and the giant swing began to swing, forward, backward, forward, and backward again, swinging higher and higher, and swinging higher and higher!

It was so high that Yang Jinfan could touch the sun in the sky with her hand, so she really stretched out her hand to touch it, but what she touched was empty clouds and mist.

The two people's joyful and unrestrained laughter echoed throughout the world. The fish in the spiritual pond moved, flying out of the pond with the fairy sound of Mi Qibao and flying towards the swaying swing.

The peach blossoms in the peach blossom forest moved, taking off themselves from the peach trees, and their petals flew towards Yang Jinfan and the others in an orderly manner.

The colorful magpies hovering over the fairy bridge moved and flew towards the cliff with their chirping.

The mythical beasts in the forest ran towards the cliff in groups, then jumped into the air, automatically generating wings to run and soar in the air.

The flowers, plants and trees all automatically separated from their bodies and ran towards Yang Jinfan and Mi Qibao.

One group after another, they stopped just in time when they touched Yang Jinfan's face, and then flew into a circle above her head, running happily. Everything in the world seemed to be one, and each was wonderful, real but dreamy.

"What kind of ending are you looking for in life?"

Yang Jinfan murmured softly, like talking to himself, but also like asking.

"Do you need to seek any ending in life? Whether you get good or not, you don't have to be reincarnated. You don't have to force it. There is a time in life, but there is no time in life. Don't force it. But when you do good things, don't ask about the future."

Yang Jinfan silently remembered Mi Qibao's words in his heart, and the words spoken by the immortal boss were naturally of great weight.

Maybe she, a mere mortal, could not understand it, but she believed that one day she would be able to understand it.

"Then what's the point of human life?"

"There is no standard definition of the meaning of life. If you want to understand it, you have to explore it yourself."