Transmigration to become a peasant girl

Chapter 155
After everyone left, Yang Chaner and the others saw that it was getting late, so they hurriedly took their tools to the hillside by the river to dig orchids. Mrs. Zhao originally wanted Yang Chaner to go the next day, but Yang Chaner insisted I disagree, she has to dig such a precious variety of orchids home early to be at ease, otherwise she won't be able to sleep at night, and everyone has nothing to do with Yang Chaner, not to mention it's her birthday today, so I can only do what she wants.

Because he was afraid that other things would not fit the orchids well, and the orchids were tossed and damaged, Yang Chaner asked Wu Lang to push his cart away, and carefully dug the orchids in the place Yang Qiuer found, including the soil and roots. Putting them together on the cart, Yang Chaner wandered around the neighborhood and found a few orchids of other varieties, and then covered the orchids on the cart with straw curtains, and went home happily all the way. Immediately afterwards, the orchid was planted in Yang Chan'er's small garden.

There was no dream, but it felt colder than usual. When I woke up in the morning, there was a piece of silver frost outside. It turned out to be frost. Yang Chaner suddenly remembered that the orchids I planted last night should not be damaged by the frost, so I also Ignoring the coldness, I got up quickly and didn't even have time to put on my clothes. I just put on a small padded jacket and opened the back door to look. The leaves of the orchids planted in the small garden yesterday were covered with a layer of white ice crystals. The sun shone brightly, it was so beautiful, Yang Chaner touched it with her hands, and there was a cold feeling from her fingertips, and a faint trace was left on the white ice crystals where her fingers passed. It didn't look like it was frozen, Yang Chan'er thought that Jianlan was blooming at this time, how could it be frozen, she was really stupid.

Although the weather is cold now, it is still early for the kang to be heated. Fearing that Yang Chaner would be cold, Mrs. Zhao specially lit a pot of fire. Goro brought the brazier from the outside into Yang Chaner's room, but found that there was no one in the room, and the quilt on the bed He was thrown aside, and the clothes were still on the kang, but the person was gone. Wu Lang saw that the back door of Yang Chan'er's room was open, and when he went out, he saw Yang Chan'er wearing only a thin padded jacket, looking at her. Lan Hua was in a daze, and her body looked very thin. Seeing this situation, Wu Lang's anger rose slowly.

"Yang Chan'er, you are becoming more and more ignorant! Standing here blowing the cold wind without wearing proper clothes on such a cold day, next time I will just shovel this orchid for you, see if you dare Don't dare to be so disobedient." Goro walked up to Yang Chan'er in three steps at a time, and carried Yang Chan'er back to the room directly by the waist.

Knowing that she had done something wrong, Yang Chan'er didn't dare to argue, obediently, she was taken back to the room by Goro, and let Goro put on her clothes with a cold face, and then stretched out his little hands that were already a little red from the cold to warm the fire on the brazier, Wu Lang held Yang Chan'er's cold little hand and rubbed it for Yang Chan'er, passed the warmth of his palm to Yang Chan'er's hand, and glared at Yang Chan'er angrily, Yang Chan'er immediately bowed his head and obediently admitted his mistake From time to time, he sneaked glances at Goro, which made Goro angry and funny.

"Brother, I know I was wrong, please don't be angry, okay, I will never dare again." Seeing Wu Lang's face softened a little, Yang Chan'er immediately leaned over to act good.

"I believe you won't dare in the future. Next time I see you again, you don't have to act coquettishly for me here. I'll just take a shovel and shovel all the flowers and plants you got. You go down!" I won’t do it again this time.” What Wu Lang said was absolutely serious, and Yang Chan’er’s obedient smile froze when she heard this, thinking that Wu Lang was really getting more and more like a big brother, threatening him every now and then. She, or not, is really not cute.

(End of this chapter)