Shen Zhihuan chuckled, took the bowl of steamed buns made of grains and wild vegetables from Li Qiuhua's hand, and entered the main room first.

As soon as the three of them sat down, Shen Zhihuan pushed the rice porridge to Xiao Weidong's position, and wanted to take the bowl of wild vegetable soup that belonged to Xiao Weidong and put it in front of himself. However, the bowl filled with most of the wild vegetable soup was moved aside by Xiao Weidong's quick eyes and hands.

"Third sister, mother made this rice porridge specially for you to nourish your body." Little Weidong said with a frown.

Seeing this, Li Qiuhua hurriedly put down the mixed grain and wild vegetable steamed bun that he had just broken into two halves, and brought the rice porridge back to Shen Zhihuan.

"You are weak now, you need to take good care of yourself. Besides, why should your brother, a boy, eat so well?"

"Third sister, I don't like rice porridge. I like to drink the wild vegetable soup cooked by mother." After saying this, little Weidong happily took the perfectly cooled wild vegetable soup and started to eat it.

Shen Zhihuan felt sad when he saw that anxious look.

Shen Zhihuan forcefully poured the rice porridge in his bowl to Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong respectively, and then picked up some wild vegetables from their bowls and put them into his own bowl, leaving them no room to refuse.

"Third sister, I really don't like rice porridge." Little Weidong looked at the rice porridge in his bowl and swallowed.

"Eat quickly! Stop talking nonsense." Shen Zhihuan rubbed Xiao Weidong's head with a smile.

Little devil!

Does she look so stupid? She doesn't even like rice porridge! Li Qiuhua looked at her two children in front of her with tears in her eyes, and her mind was filled with thoughts.

If she had been more capable, her son and daughter wouldn't have been so humble over who gets to eat the bowl of rice porridge. After all, it was because she, as a mother, was useless.

I don’t have the ability to feed my sons and daughters.

"Mom, our lives will get better and better." Shen Zhihuan patted Li Qiuhua's shoulders gently, which were trembling from trying so hard to suppress the tension, as if to comfort her.

The words filled with determination made Li Qiuhua, who was feeling guilty, burst into tears instantly.

Seeing Li Qiuhua sad, Xiao Weidong, who was standing by, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. He hurriedly pushed the bowl in front of him to Shen Zhihuan, jumped off the bench with tears in his eyes, and walked around to Li Qiuhua.

"Mom, don't cry. I'm not hungry. From now on, I won't be hungry. I will give all my meals to my third sister. Don't cry." Little Weidong hugged Li Qiuhua's arm, crying and sobbing.

"Silly child, mother is not crying, mother is happy." Li Qiuhua raised her hand with a smile on her lips and wiped the tears from her face. She also wiped the tears from little Weidong's face, feeling very relieved.

The steamed corn bread made from mixed grains and wild vegetables is rough and hard and makes your throat ache, and the wild vegetable soup tastes bitter.

Shen Zhihuan, who was used to eating fine dishes, couldn't swallow it. In order not to worry Li Qiuhua, she forced herself to finish the rice porridge mixed with wild vegetables and half a steamed bun made of grains and wild vegetables in the bowl.

Fearing that he would have indigestion, Shen Zhihuan walked around the small courtyard for more than ten times. Only when a bright moon rose above the treetops did he return to the house.

Lying on the bunk bed, Shen Zhihuan tilted his head to look at the moonlight shining in from the window gap, and his thoughts uncontrollably returned to...

Some unfamiliar fragmentary images flashed through her mind like slides.

When she tried to catch them, those sporadic images were like rapidly passing meteors, disappearing in an instant.

Shen Zhihuan withdrew his gaze, turned over, and stopped thinking about those messy things.

Her loving grandparents are no longer with us, and there is nothing left in that world worth her staying for.

The only thing she felt sorry about was the Huaguoshan Resort left to her by her grandparents.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhihuan suddenly realized a very serious problem.

If she is gone, will all her fund stocks, bank deposits and the 51% shares of the scumbag's company that she holds belong to the scumbag?

The more Shen Zhihuan thought about it, the angrier he became.

Suddenly, there was a flash of white light. Shen Zhihuan, who had been in the dark for a long time, was dazzled by the white light and could hardly open his eyes.

After slowly getting used to it, Shen Zhihuan slowly opened his eyes and suddenly they widened. The shock in his eyes was no less than when he saw himself in the mirror during the day.

Mangoes, peaches, lychees, and cherries hang on the branches, and there are strawberries and grapes in the fields in the distance...

There is also a faint fruity scent in the air.

She tentatively touched the round, plump cherries beside her that gave off a faint fruity aroma, as if she was afraid that too much noise would break this short-lived dream.

The cool touch from her fingertips told her that this was not a dream.

Shen Zhihuan was so happy that she didn't care about anything else. She picked the cherry that exuded an alluring fruity aroma and threw it into her mouth. The sour and sweet juice once again clearly told her...

Everything in front of her was not a dream! Was she traveling back to the 21st century? Shen Zhihuan frowned and looked at the deserted resort...

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Now is the golden period of summer harvest for the resort, but there is no one in sight.

This is obviously not normal.

Shen Zhihuan looked down at the flat land in front of his chest...

Could it be that...

The resort followed her here?

Thinking of the previous scene, Shen Zhihuan's heart moved, and she immediately concentrated her mind. In the blink of an eye, her eyes went dark, and she was back on the hard bunk bed.

In the darkness, Shen Zhihuan stroked the cherries in his hands, which were as big as small dumplings, and his heart was filled with ecstasy.

She, Shen Zhihuan, also has her own space.

If she wasn't afraid of scaring the mother and son in the next room, she really wanted to rush into the yard and laugh out loud three times.

With this resort, why worry about not having a good life in the future? As for the eighty yuan owed to Su Changhe's family, is it still a big deal?

Shen Zhihuan put the warm cherries in his hand into his mouth and closed his eyes contentedly.

The most important thing now is to take good care of her body. Only with a good body can she enjoy the wonderful life that is about to begin with her mother and brother. On the other hand, Su Changjiang, who had been attending meetings in the city for a few days, just came home and learned that Su Changhe and Wang Chunmei had cancelled the marriage between Su Zijie and Shen Zhihuan, and he immediately got angry.

The marriage between Su Zijie and Shen Sanya was arranged by the old man and Uncle Li, and the old man just left...

Looking at Su Changhe squatting in the corridor with his head hung, looking determined, Su Changjiang really wanted to go up and kick him.

"Does Zijie know about the broken engagement?" Su Changjiang suppressed the anger in his heart.

"The marriage of children has always been arranged by their parents and matchmakers since ancient times." Su Changhe said in a low voice, shrinking his neck.

Su Changjiang snorted coldly, "How dare you say your parents' orders?! Did you obey your parents' orders? The marriage between Third Miss Shen and Zijie was arranged by the old man. If you cancel the engagement, where will the old man stand?"

(End of this chapter)