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Chapter 213

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    After the funeral, Dong Fang was so sad that she passed in a daze for a few days.

    The moonlight shone faintly in front of the window, and the wind blew the tree trunks whirring.  Thinking of her father, Dong Fang felt as if someone had stabbed her severely.  In this silent late night, she was so dry with tears that she couldn't cry even if she wanted to.

    When the sky was bright and her hair was combing lazily in front of the vanity mirror, Dong Fang couldn't help but think of her father's death again, and she began to weep again.

    She always felt that it would be great if the nightmare was a dream?  Suddenly woke up, life is still the same as before.  She still gets up early to make medicine for her father, cooks for her father, and stays by her side every day, talking about the gossip that belongs to the father and daughter.

    Dong Fang was not allowed to stop even with the fine and small remaining work.  She also needs to prepare the first seven, rice soup, and banquets for sacrifices.  Each pile, one piece, was all handled by Dong Fang herself.

    Later, Dong Fang went to the hospital because she suddenly coughed up blood during the day.  After some examination in the hospital, the doctor determined that the coughing blood came from the throat, which was caused by crying and hurting the throat.  Jun Tao was worried about Dong Fang's health, and asked her to rest at home more, and he didn't want her to worry about the company's affairs.

    Several months passed in a blink of an eye, and it was autumn again.  Xiaoxiao knew that Dong Fang liked sweet-scented osmanthus, so she boiled it with water, put it in a jar and sent it to Dong's old house.

    Osmanthus fragrans has many uses. It can be mixed with small steamed buns to make sweet-scented osmanthus steamed buns, and it can also be used to make glutinous rice balls with wine.  Dong Fang specially made a box of sweet-scented osmanthus crisps, and asked Xiaoxiao to take them home as a snack for Ai Xiao, which is also her aunt's heart.

    At noon this day, Dong Fang was busy making wine, and the apron on her body was also untied.  She took advantage of the sunlight from the patio to beat the powder dust.  That head of black hair was neatly pinned to the sideburns with a black hairpin, and his cheeks were rosy.

    "Are you busy?"

    Following the voice and turning her head, a person appeared in Dong Fang's sight - that was Zhang Shuqing who was walking towards her with two boxes of gift bags in his hand.

    Today's Dong Fang is no longer the young student who was still on campus.  Shuqing's voice did not make her panic.  She is already the head of Fangfang Feed, decisive and capable, able to afford the livelihood of many people, and also responsible for her own life.

    "Why, do I have pockmarks on my face? Or do I have white hair on my head?" Dong Fang noticed that Shu Qing was looking at her, but asked with a smile.

    Shu Qing followed Dong Fang into the room and sat down, "That's not true, it's just that I haven't seen you for many years, and you look much smarter."

    "Although the years pass by, there will always be traces. I don't think you have changed at all." Dong Fang brewed a pot of yellow tea, poured a cup and handed it over: "I was busy with the funeral a while ago, and my family didn't have time to think about it."  Go buy coffee. Don't be surprised if you are not used to tea."

    Shu Qing put the teacup on the table, looked at Dong Fang with squinted eyes, and murmured: "For many years abroad, my stomach is always the same as the Chinese one. It's not like drinking too much coffee and getting used to tea from home.  "

    Dong Fang smiled politely, lowered her head and took a sip of plain water, noncommittal.

    "Dong Fang, how have you been all these years? I wrote to you a few times later, but there was no reply at all. I really" Shu Qing said, his eyes darkened again.

    "Oh? Is that so? Since I received your engagement invitation, I haven't received any news. But it's okay, after all, I've been busy with business, and I really don't have time to read anything."  I believe it." Dong Fang raised her head and looked at Shu Qing with a smile, her face was already relieved.

    Shu Qing lowered his head and chewed the yellow tea, and after entering his mouth, he tasted bitterness.

    He smiled wryly: "I also heard that when I came back this time, you are now an out-and-out strong woman, which is really amazing."

    "It's all for food and dawdling. It's nothing special, but you're flattering me." Dong Fang said lightly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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