[Quick Transmigration] I cried after slag the puppy

After sowing his own area, Fang Yu let out a long breath, and then looked at others, the seedlings were scattered, and Liang Cha was already sitting in the mud to rest regardless of his image, fanning the wind with his sun hat as a fan.

Although the others were still persisting, their lips were pale and their arms were trembling.

Fang Yu thought for a while, and waved to Cheryl, Zhou Huanzhu also looked over eagerly.

She thought it was funny and ignored it. Zhou Huanzhu lowered his head and continued to sow seeds.

Dad didn't call him, so sad and lonely, he wanted to snatch Gu Zhen's seedlings and sow them.

After sowing a cluster of rice seedlings in her hand, Cheryl ran over and took her arm automatically as soon as she approached, showing her intimacy: "Where are we going?"

Fang Yu was startled by her sudden movement, and was stunned for two seconds.Naturally fiddled with Cheryl's sideburns hanging by her ears, a smile appeared on her face, "Go pick herbs and make herbal tea."

"Liang Cha?!" Cheryl subconsciously remembered the seniors who participated in the recording together.

"Yeah, hahahaha!" Fang Yu couldn't bear it any longer, laughed loudly, and shook his body: "Lily, you are so cute."

Cheryl blinked, puzzled.

Fang Yu smiled and let her misunderstand.

Taking her to the top of the mountain just passed by, Fang Yu pointed to the medicinal herbs fluttering in the wind, "That's chrysanthemum, it has the effect of cooling and relieving heat, you can pick some for me."

Fang Yu had learned professional knowledge of medicinal materials when she was in college, and she was taken by the teacher to the medicine garden to identify medicinal materials. When she needed help, the first person the teacher thought of was her, and it was easy to make a herbal tea or something.

In the hot weather, everyone was exposed to the sun in the rice fields for a day, without supplies, and rarely had the opportunity to do farm work on weekdays. She was worried that some of them would suffer from heat stroke.

When they arrived at the picking place, Cheryl suddenly realized that the herbal tea was not Biliang tea, her eyes were filled with anger and gloom, and she picked chrysanthemums methodically as instructed.

Seeing her start, Fang Yu changed direction and collected mint licorice that also has the effect of relieving heat.

Perhaps it is because the villagers here are keen to grow roses and rice seedlings as staple food, and other places are not developed and destroyed, and they are allowed to grow freely.

Many medicinal plants can be seen everywhere here, but the villagers are not good at identifying medicines, so they abruptly miss good resources.

Fang Yu let out a professional regret and continued to collect the required medicines.

After picking enough weight, Fang Yu and Cheryl returned to the farm hut.

The fire in the stove made Cheryl's face turn red, and she sat tremblingly on the small stool, "Yuyu, are we really not going to burn the kitchen down?"

She clearly remembered that when she first came to the farm hut, she and Zhou Huanzhu studied for a long time on how to make a fire to no avail. Finally, Fangyu paid half of his sleeve to light the dry wood. After a few days, facing the stove again, Cheryl's legs felt a little numb Soft, the stool is covered with spikes, like sitting unsteadily.

Fang Yu calmly added water to the iron pot one spoon at a time, not taking it seriously, "You just watch the fire so that it doesn't go out, I have my own measure."

Have your own...property, Cheryl chewed these words silently, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated.

Compared with her intuition, she believed in Fang Yu's self-confidence.

Cheryl's confidence increased greatly, and she licked a few sticks of firewood into the stove, and the flames jumped up: "Yu Yu, I believe you!"

In the firelight, Fang Yu couldn't see Cheryl's face clearly, but felt that the heroine had suddenly become very different, and the water in the pot started to boil.She added fresh mint, licorice and other medicinal materials one by one, remembering the time to uncover the pot, "Enough is enough, Lily don't play with fire anymore."

The overflowing tea juice was poured into the prepared bowl, and Fang Yu added water to the pot again, indicating to Cheryl that there was no need to add more firewood, and just cook slowly on low heat.

Pour out the tea juice again and mix it with the first tea juice. This pot of herbal tea is considered ready.

Cheryl turned off the fire, took a deep breath at the brown concoction, "Is this herbal tea?" It smelled nothing special.

Fang Yu scooped up two spoonfuls and put them in a small bowl, let it cool down and handed it to Cheryl, "Taste it."

"Yeah!" Cheryl couldn't wait to take it, and took a swig, "It's very comfortable, with a touch of sweetness," Cheryl closed her eyes, her face was very happy, her lips rubbed unconsciously, as if she was reminiscing The taste just now: "The scorching heat is swept away, it's so delicious!"

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After tasting, Cheryl handed the small bowl back, the meaning is self-evident.

Fang Yu took back the empty bowl directly, cutting off her thoughts, "Little glutton, don't you want to keep it for others?"

"I... can't help it." Cheryl swallowed, and looked away with difficulty.

The freshly brewed herbal tea was very hot to the touch, and Fang Yu scooped up cool well water to dissipate the heat, and he and Cheryl each took a pot of herbal tea to the rice field.

Looking around, the field is already full of greenery, only a few gaps are not filled by green seedlings, and Fang Yu recognizes that it is the area of ​​Liang Cha.

Cheryl, who was walking by her side, suddenly called out, "Senior Liang!" There was anxiety and surprise in her tone.

Fang Yu quickened his pace and quickly looked for Liang Cha.

Liang Cha took off his boots and lay down under the only big tree nearby, avoiding direct sunlight.

Fang Yu and Cheryl arrived at the same time, stretched out their hands to sniff Liang Cha's breath, the breath was scorching hot, and then covered her forehead, it was really hot, which was a sign of heat stroke.

"It's so... hot and uncomfortable." Liang Cha's eyes were staring, and he couldn't distinguish the shadowy figure in front of him.

Carefully lifted Liang Cha, who was weak, and let her lean on his shoulders, Cheryl cooperatively fed herbal tea.

After drinking a bowl, Liang Cha's condition gradually improved, and his eyes became clear again. He stared at Cheryl with complicated emotions, "Thank you, Lily."

Lily! ! !

This word stimulated Cheryl completely, her hands stiffened, she kept her feeding posture, and even forgot to respond to polite words.

After filming together for so long, Liang Cha has always ignored her and always called her "that and that". Why did he ever call her Lily like others?

At this moment, Cheryl felt that all the hard work had paid off, and Liang Cha was not as unkind as rumored.

Sister Qing is right, the senior is a child star and entered the industry many years earlier than her, some arrogance is unavoidable, as long as she treats each other with sincerity, the senior will definitely feel and respond.

Cheryl's Chinese is not good, so she struggled to memorize her manager Si Qing's instructions.

After being slapped on the forehead by Fang Yu, Cheryl came back to her senses, "Are you comfortable? If you feel comfortable, drink more. Yuyu and I cooked this specially for you."

He tried to retract his arm, but he was stiff for too long, and his arm could not be stretched temporarily.

Liang Cha lay in Fang Yu's arms and smiled sullenly, to conceal his flustered emotions, "Specially, cook it for me?"

She was still wondering why Fang Yu and the two suddenly disappeared, so it was because of her.

Fang Yu naturally did not explain that in fact, everyone has a share, and it is also very good to give Lily a good impression, so as to avoid being unfairly treated again.

"Yes, you really can't stand the heatstroke!"

Liang Cha's eyes swept around the rice field, and sure enough everyone else was fine, he was both embarrassed and moved, and stopped answering Cheryl's words.

Woo, she's a good cook.

Viewers of Xingwang who were thousands of miles away couldn't hold back their hands of commenting.

Zhou Huanzhu's No. [-] Little Wife: This guest, if he can speak, he will publish a book.

Zixue·Ice Love·Meng Yidie: Oh!God!Is my chacha about to fall?

Sister Misaka Mikoto: I'm sorry, I'm going to go against CP.

7121200: Lily Cha Sipi Sai Gao!

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