Looking at the back of Wang Guihua fleeing from the wilderness, Xia Wanqing smiled happily.

The crisp voice and bright expression made Yao Lan crawl up and touch Xia Wanqing's cheek in disbelief.

"My miserable daughter, you, you're alive, aren't you?"

"I heard in a dream that my aunt was going to throw me away, and I woke up in fright, and I didn't know whether I was dead or alive." Yao Lan was stunned for a long time, staring at Xia Wanqing, her eyes full of doubts, and her face full of strangeness.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Xia Wanqing asked.

Yao Lan wanted to speak and stopped, and asked softly for a long time: "Qing'er, you, you speak sharply!" And it doesn't look the same as before. ”

Xia Wanqing searched the memory of the original owner and learned that the original owner was a little stammering and a little slurred.

She spoke sharply now, which surprised Yao Lan very much.

However, on the face, she said lightly: "I walked through the ghost gate, so it's naturally different." ”

Also, Yao Lan quickly accepted this explanation, after all, it is a great joy for her daughter to be lost, and everything else is not important.

Looking around, Xia Wanqing asked, "Where's Daddy?" ”

"Hey......"

Yao Lan's good mood was gone, and she was replaced by a strong worry, "Your father is ...... After knowing that you are gone, I will go up to the mountains to hunt and see if I can change you into a good coffin. ”

Speaking of this, Yao Lan cautiously glanced at Xia Wanqing, and then sighed.

"Wanqing, your father...... These years are a little bit sorry for you. But the moment he knew you were dead, he figured it out a lot. ”

"Oh."

Xia Wanqing replied coldly, according to the memory of the original owner, the original owner's father has not been very kind to the original owner over the years.

Because the original owner's father was a patriarchal person.

Sometimes it is better to treat Xia Yiming of the uncle's family than to treat the daughter of the original owner. After all, in his heart, Xia Yiming is a nephew who can send him to the end.

"Is anyone home?"

A low, anxious male voice rang out in the courtyard.

Yao Lan said "hey" and went out, and as soon as she went out, Xia Wanqing heard shouting in the yard.

"What's wrong with you, boss?"

Xia Wanqing hurriedly followed, and found a dark-skinned, tall man, carrying a middle-aged man covered in blood, and after a closer look, it was her father Xia Mingzhong.

And the tall man, after seeing her, his dark face was obviously shocked, as if he didn't believe anything.

"You...... Are you alive? ”

His voice trembled a little, and Xia Wanqing only thought that he was tired of carrying Xia Mingzhong on his back.

"Well, it's alive."

She spoke lightly, as if she were talking about someone else. Seeing that his sideburns and forehead were full of sweat, Xia Wanqing pulled Yao Lan who kept asking on the side.

"Mother, let them into the house first, and ask later."

Yao Lan reacted after her reminder, led the man into the main room, and carefully put Xia Mingzhong on the bed with the man.

After settling down, Yao Lan hurriedly asked eagerly.

"Baishan, what the hell is going on?"

Ji Baishan wiped the beads of sweat on his face with his patched sleeves, and his voice was honest.

"Auntie, I went up the mountain to hunt and happened to meet Uncle Xia who was besieged by a herd of wild boars, and after driving away the wild boars, I saw that Uncle Xia was injured and quickly carried him off."

Yao Lan was frightened, and her eyes were red.

"O White Mountain! Thank you so much, auntie. ”

"Aunt Yao, I just happened to meet it." Ji Baishan paused, glanced at Xia Wanqing, and then said: "I see that Uncle Xia was not bitten lightly, so I first applied herbs to him, on weekdays, I also do this, it shouldn't be a big deal, you can rest assured!." ”

Xia Mingzhong's face was full of blood mixed with black soil, and he couldn't see his original appearance clearly, and there were indeed some emerald green pastes on a few bloody cuts on his chest, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting in his breath.

At that moment, Xia Wanqing felt a slight throbbing in the depths of her heart.

Yao Lan wanted to leave Ji Baishan to eat at home, expressed her gratitude, and went to the kitchen to cook, leaving only Xia Wanqing and the two in the house, and instantly quieted down.

Xia Wanqing looked at the man opposite carefully, he had a simple and honest face unique to a country man, although his skin was a little dark, it was not difficult to see that his facial features were upright and three-dimensional, especially the eyes, which were deep and clear, like grapes with dew, tempting to taste.

"You ......"

Ji Baishan originally wanted to ask Xia Wanqing how he was suddenly resurrected, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Xia Wanqing looking at him with a straight face, and at that moment, his face was slightly red.

However, he was too dark-skinned to be seen.

But that dodging look let Xia Wanqing know that he was shy.