Chapter 52: Xiaoqiang speaks for An Luan

There was a headache in my ears, the wail of a cow and the cry of a baby - "Moo moo~~~~~~~! "Wow, wow, wow~~~~~~!" They let out a mournful voice so loudly.

An Luan's body was stunned, her head was swollen and painful, and she really seemed to be in a dark nightmare.

If she could find someone around here, she would be comforted a lot.

The strange voice in my ears was like a talisman.

It made An Luan's blood tremble and cold.

An Luan found that she was too scared to leave, she was too scared to move a step, but she knew that she knew that she had to muster up the courage to leave here—wouldn't she dare to leave here and stay in this terrible place? Don't you leave? No, she's going to muster up the courage to get out of here, out of this horrible place.

An Luan began to lift her feet, she walked forward step by step, her scalp was numb, her spirit was highly tense, she even had the illusion that she would die if she took another step, and the invisible demon was staring at her all the time.

She just held the heart to take one step at a time...... When she looked up again, she was already in front of the door of a house, she stopped, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked back at the strange place, where it was so dark that she could still hear the wailing of cows and the screams of babies.

An Luan hurriedly bent down, lifted the basket, and walked forward briskly.

An Luan packed this big basket so strong that she couldn't even fit an arm, and she needed to turn her arm to force it to fit a small arm. This is really a silly and silly girl, is it really as her grandmother said, her brain burned out when she was a child?

An Luan finally stopped and quickly moved a large basket of mung bean seedlings home.

It can be regarded as almost arriving at the uncle's house, and An Luan's eyes have palpitations. She can finally be sure.

"Mountains~! Mountains~! Mountains~! Mountains~! Mountains~! .......!”

The aunt raised her head in a loud voice and called An Luan loudly. She stood not far from the door, looking up at the front, shouting An Luan over and over again in a loud voice. I can hear the voice of the aunt, and I am getting more and more irritable.

An Luan walked around the corner with a large basket of mung bean seedlings, and before he could take a breath, An Luan looked at his aunt eagerly and said, "Auntie, I'm here." An Luan said weakly, panting.

The little aunt turned her head with her eyebrows sideways, looking angry, as if she was going to rush over to beat An Luan angrily, but when she saw An Luan coming back with a large basket of mung bean seedlings, she immediately laughed, "Hahaha!" I thought you ran out to play, and I was going to give you a good beating when you came back. I didn't expect you to go to the field to get mung bean seedlings. The aunt smiled so happily, and her eyes were gone.

An Luan grinned at her and smiled innocently.

Time flies and it's another summer.

Summer is a harvest season, and every time this harvest season comes, many people who return home will come back to cut wheat, and my uncle will also come back to cut wheat.

When she heard that Uncle was coming back, An Luan's heart was very panicked, and An Luan didn't want Uncle to come back, because Uncle didn't like her to eat more.

However, things are not decided by whether she likes or dislikes, and Uncle still comes back in her fear.

As soon as he got out of school, Anluan spontaneously put away the wheat drying outside the door.

An Luan was seriously and devotedly holding the wooden lift into the bag with wheat, several boys came out of Xiaoqiang's house, turned their heads to see her, one of the boys looked up at her, and said with a smile: "Hey! Why don't you play with us? The boy smiled triumphantly.

An Luan turned his head and smiled at him.

"Okay, don't be sassy, people are called sensible." Xiaoqiang spoke for An Luan.