Zeng Yifan didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw a delicate face enlarged in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Are you awake? Come, drink some porridge. Zhang Mengmeng was the first to notice that something was wrong with Zeng Yifan and ran over to hug him. At the same time, she volunteered to take care of him at the health post.

"I ...... Not hungry. Zeng Yifan felt a little embarrassed that he fainted like this because of a little bleeding. In addition, the first intimate contact was actually the woman feeding herself porridge, which is not very romantic.

"Grunt" Zeng Yifan's stomach screamed very unhappily at this time.

"It's already past the meal, and normal people can't stand it, not to mention that you shed so much blood." Zhang Mengmeng didn't mean to make fun of it at all, blew on the spoon, and sent the porridge to Zeng Yifan's mouth.

At this moment, after eating this mouthful of porridge, Zeng Yifan felt that it was even more magical than the elixir given by the queen mother, and he seemed to be full of energy in an instant. The power of love is really extraordinary.

"Actually, I'm fine, where's my friend?" After eating a bowl of porridge, Zeng Yifan did feel much better, and at the same time thought of Zhao Dapeng and Zhao Xiaomei.

"Speaking of which, are you really an architect, not a feng shui master? What kind of seven-star array just now, it's amazing, can your blood save people? Can it be brought back to life? Zhang Mengmeng already had a lot of questions to ask, and since Zeng Yifan's state was already good, she couldn't help but ask.

"Are you a hundred thousand why?" Zeng Yifan stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhang Mengmeng's head: "I'm not Guanyin, how can it be so magical, this time, it's just a coincidence." ”

"Is it a coincidence that you saved me?"

"This ...... It was meant to be. Zhang Mengmeng's eyes were already big, and they were full of curiosity at the moment, and they flashed with a charming light, which almost made Zeng Yifan fall.

When Zhang Mengmeng heard this, his face turned red instantly. This serious person suddenly talks about love, and the lethality is too great.

Zeng Yifan, who keenly observed subtle changes, naturally would not let go of this rare opportunity to enhance his feelings.

"I don't know your name yet, and you've heard my name many times."

"Zhang Mengmeng, it's not a cute cuteness, it's a blindfolded Meng."

"Yes, I've been blindfolded by you." Zeng Yifan poked his hand out of the quilt and gently touched Zhang Mengmeng's hand that was casually placed on the side of the bed. In an instant, an electric current surged through the whole body.

"You ......" Zhang Mengmeng was also shocked by this, and then retracted his hand: "Do you want to drink another bowl?" ”

Without waiting for Zeng Yifan to answer, Zhang Mengmeng began to spoon porridge into the bowl from a small pot, and his face, which was already red, even his ears and neck were red at the moment.

Zeng Yifan also retracted his hand back into the quilt with a little embarrassment. It seems that the progress is too fast, and it scares other girls.

Zeng Yifan has always felt that he doesn't have much peach blossom luck, except for a failed crush in junior high school, and he hasn't met it since. Originally, I wanted to tell my fortune or something, but I didn't expect that nothing could come out of my mind when I faced my birthday. Is it really in response to the limerick poem about the feng shui master: "Mr. Feng Shui is accustomed to saying empty, pointing to the north and pointing to the west and east, if there is a princely land in the mountains, why not leave it for burial"?

"Are you very good at feng shui? I see you just said a lot of theories, and I don't understand a single word. In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Zhang Mengmeng turned the topic to the point of interest before after handing the porridge to Zeng Yifan.

"I'm good at it, but I can show you the face." Zeng Yifan felt that it was indeed appropriate to start from this topic, which could not only satisfy the curiosity of the girl, but also enhance the mutual understanding between the two.

Grandpa, do you think that the peach blossoms in my life are thin, and I used feng shui to create one?

Sure enough, Zhang Mengmeng was very interested in this: "Really? Then you show me. ”

Looking at the delicate face in front of him, Zeng Yifan really had a lot of words in his mind.

"Your pinna is a little thin, which proves that you have very little parental relationship."

"How do you know?" Zhang Mengmeng was surprised: "My father died early, my mother remarried, and I was adopted by my uncle and aunt. ”

"You have a mole in your eyebrow, which proves that you are good at managing money."

"I can't say I'm good at managing money, but I never spend money indiscriminately." Zhang Mengmeng nodded heavily in affirmation.

Affirmed by the beauty, Zeng Yifan touched his eyebrows quite proudly.

"Anything else?" Zhang Mengmeng was clearly full of interest.

"I wonder if Miss Zhang Mengmeng can tell me the eight characters of her birthday?"

"A girl's age is a secret, huh? If you were given my birth date, what would you find? ”

"At least, if you tell me your birthday, you can receive a gift from me every year on your birthday."

"So you're the kind of boy with an oily tone, huh." Zhang Meng turned his head duplicitously, trying to hide his redder face.

Just as Zeng Yifan was using the feng shui secret technique passed down by his grandfather to pick up girls, suddenly, a hurried voice came:

"Master help, master help!"

Running was a woman in her thirties, covered in muddy water, with messy hair, and a panicked expression.

Zeng Yifan was frightened by this posture of kneeling directly, he was not a master.

"This ...... Get up and talk, and if you can help, I'll help. ”

The woman got up, already in tears: "My Ga Wa was taken away by the water ghost, and now only you can save it, master." ”

Kelpie? Is it the legendary water monkey? But this Zhaojia Village, except for a Huai River adjacent to Linjia Village, there should be no water in other places. And if you are captured by the water ghost, isn't it dead? I've never heard of a water ghost seducing a ghost.

"Master, come with me, I'm afraid that after a long time, Gawa won't be able to come back." As soon as the woman was in a hurry, she grabbed Zeng Yifan's hand.

"Okay, don't be so excited, I'll take a look with you." Zeng Yifan is a little afraid of women crying, and the same is true for married women he doesn't know.

"Yifan, your body?" Zhang Mengmeng wanted to speak and stopped, she was really a little worried, if she shed so much blood every time she saved someone, this would last a few times.

"It's fine." Zeng Yifan understood what Zhang Mengmeng meant, and gave her a reassuring look.

I followed the woman out of the health station and turned around several times on the almost identical street in Zhaojia Village, and her head was almost dizzy.

Before I arrived, I heard a middle-aged woman's voice crying loudly from a distance: "My grandson, why is your life so thin, if you leave, what hope do I have......

Well? Why is this sound so familiar? Zhao Dapeng's cousin and aunt?!

In the center of the hall, a boy about five or six years old was lying upright on the ground, and Zhao Dapeng's cousin was kneeling next to him, crying bitterly.

Next to him, a middle-aged man about fifty years old has been smoking non-stop, and the cigarette has almost burned to the butt of the cigarette, and it is sparkling.

Suddenly, Zeng Yifan thought of something, looked back at the middle-aged woman standing next to him, helpless, and two words popped up in his mind - picking ashes. Belch!