Su Qingluan hesitated for a long time and sighed deeply: "Because I feel that no matter what I say, it's wrong..."

Mu Xingzhi looked over with some interest: "Why don't you come and see?"

"Let me make it clear first, don't be angry." Su Qingluan felt that she had to say something upfront.

Mu Xingzhi didn't agree, nor did he deny it. He just looked at her with a hint of smile in his dark eyes, which made Su Qingluan feel a little uncomfortable. So she whispered cautiously:

"If I say to you, 'You are so pitiful and unfortunate because you can't walk with your legs, so depressed,' I always feel that I am looking down on you. This kind of sympathy is too cheap and will not help you at all, but—"

Su Qingluan had a bitter face. "If I say something like 'You may not be able to walk, but the world is as vast as your heart', it would be like saying something easy."

If she herself were a "fellow patient" with the same illness, whatever she said would make people "empathize". It is precisely because she is in good health at the moment that the more she says, the more mistakes she makes.

Su Qingluan was making all sorts of assumptions in her mind, but she never expected that Mu Xingzhi would ask her a question mid-air that she would never have thought of.

"What is 'Chicken Soup for the Soul'?"

Ah, this...

Is this the point?

However, Su Qingluan still tried to explain it in the language of this place as best as possible: "Chicken soup is used to nourish the body, and chicken soup for the soul is words that can inspire people and make them feel more at ease and motivated to move forward."

"I see. I'll learn from you." Mu Xingzhi nodded seriously.

Su Qingluan's face was filled with black lines: Don't want to be taught in such a weird place anymore!

Perhaps because Su Qingluan's expression was too tangled, Mu Xingzhi smiled and said, "Madam Su, don't worry about it. To me, it's just a trivial matter."

Su Qingluan turned her head and looked up at Mu Xingzhi's expression. Seeing that his features were calm and he certainly didn't seem to be bothered by this, she felt relieved and said with a smile, "That's right! Instead of clinging to something that can't be undone, it's better to hold on to what you already have!"

The former is her past life, and the latter is her present life.

"Is this considered 'chicken soup for the soul'?"

When Su Qingluan heard Mu Xingzhi's question, she couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Yes, this is considered 'chicken soup for the soul'!"

By the time Su Qingluan had scooped a few fish into the fish basket with a scoop net and collected all the hemp ropes, Mr. Song had not returned yet.

Su Qingluan looked at the sky and originally suggested staying with Mu Xingzhi for a while longer. After all, he had helped her prepare for fishing for half a day, and it seemed a bit disloyal to just "use him and throw him away".

Mu Xingzhi smiled and said, "Song Bo will come later, and Madam Su's family is waiting for you."

That's true.

Especially my younger brothers and sisters, they were hungry and their crying was probably enough to blow the roof off the house.

So Su Qingluan said goodbye to Mu Xingzhi and left two fish as a thank you for his help.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Mu seemed to be aloof, but turned out to be so approachable!" Su Qingluan muttered as she walked towards home.

Halfway through the walk, four or five people suddenly appeared in front of Su Qingluan.

Su Qingluan was stunned: these people are all girls from the village, the oldest is no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and the youngest is about the same size as herself, only thirteen or fourteen years old.

Several little girls looked at him unfriendlyly, and he felt as if he owed them eight hundred strings of cash.

...Could it be that the original owner of this body really owed money? Su Qingluan was a little worried.

"Several of you..." She couldn't quite remember their names, having only met them a few times. "What's going on?"

The four or five girls opposite looked at each other, and then the rest pointed at the one in the middle and said:

"Don't try to deny it!"

"Liu'er saw it all!"

"She told us everything!"

Su Qingluan: ...What a mess.

Adhering to the principle that "adults shouldn't argue with a bunch of middle school-aged girls," Su Qingluan patiently asked, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Hmph, stop pretending!" The little girl named Liu'er pinched her waist and glared at her with her dark almond-shaped eyes. "I clearly saw it just now!"

"What did you see?"

"I saw you, you..." Liu'er was originally angry, but before she could finish her sentence, her eyes were filled with tears and she looked aggrieved. "I saw you talking and laughing with Mr. Mu by the river!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" Several other little heads also nodded vigorously.

Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then realized: she might have encountered an ancient version of a female fan group.

And it is a girlfriend fan type.

Su Qingluan wondered what was going on.

Then I felt a little emotional. Girls in ancient times were really precocious. They knew how to fall in love when they were in their teens?

Nowadays, young girls of this age are either frantically practicing exercises to prepare for various exams or are obsessed with the anime, watching dramas and seeing couples fighting with silly pictures to their heart's content...

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she patiently explained, "I was fishing by the river and happened to run into Mr. Mu, so I just said hello."

Of course, it wasn't just a greeting just now, but now is not the time to tell the truth, right?

"Are you really just saying hello?" Liu'er asked, "I clearly saw you sitting next to Mr. Mu!"

"Do you want me to avoid you like the plague after saying hello? That would be very rude." Su Qingluan sighed.

"You are not allowed to have any other thoughts about Mr. Mu!" said another little girl domineeringly.

Su Qingluan thought to herself that you were really nosy, but she really didn't have any other thoughts, so she started to perfunctorily say, "Yeah, yeah, you're right."

"Then..." the little girl standing in the middle asked suspiciously, "You really don't have any other thoughts about Mr. Mu?"

Huh? What's on your mind?

Su Qingluan pointed at herself with a frown on her face: "I'm only thirteen years old..."

Unexpectedly, Liu Er pulled over the little girl with thin eyebrows and eyes and said, "Chunhua is only fourteen years old! She still admires Mr. Mu, so what?"

Su Qingluan's mouth twitched: "What do you mean? Not so good! Do you still need her to praise me?"

"Then you guys admire me well, I'm going home." Su Qingluan said, and wanted to walk around them.

Girlfriend fans are really scary, you can’t afford to offend them.

However, she was alone, while the other side had four or five people.

Just as Su Qingluan was about to leave, she was surrounded by several people in a circle, blocking her way.

"Wait, we haven't finished talking yet!" The little girl standing in the middle stepped forward.

Su Qingluan took a step back in fear: Is she going to be beaten up? Can she force her way out?

However, the expected "group fight" did not occur. The little girl in the middle hurried forward, grabbed Su Qingluan's hand without saying anything, and asked a question that Su Qingluan found very confusing -