Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 855: The Truth Behind the Broken Engagement (1)

Chapter 855: Chapter 855: The Truth Behind the Broken Engagement (1)

Snakes are cold-blooded animals that need to hibernate, typically waking up slowly after the start of spring thunder. Just after waking, the weather is still very cold, so even if they are awake, they won’t move around much outside.

Now that the weather has warmed up, the snakes that survived hibernation have all come out, and it was easy for the Red Python to summon a non-venomous snake. However, snakes have their own territories.

At that time, a Bamboo Leaf Green Snake occupied that area, so it wasn’t possible for any other non-venomous snakes to be around. The non-venomous snake that the Red Python was summoning was still on its way when the Bamboo Leaf Green Snake attacked someone, resulting in an accidental coincidence no one expected.

"So that’s how it was, Little Red, I’m sorry!" Knowing that she had wronged the Red Python, Mo Yan stroked its head and apologized with shame.

The Red Python gently rubbed Mo Yan’s hand with its hard snout to show that it didn’t mind, feeling ashamed for not being able to stop the Bamboo Leaf Green Snake from committing the bad act.

"No, this isn’t your fault!" Mo Yan took out a fragrant roasted suckling pig from Space to feed the Red Python and comforted it, "The Bamboo Leaf Green Snake is aggressive and is well-known among snakes. Even if you had noticed and tried to stop it, it is unlikely it would have spared anyone who dared to invade its territory. Don’t worry about it."

After hearing this, the Red Python felt even more depressed and made up its mind to go to that mountain to find the audacious Bamboo Leaf Green Snake that dared to ignore its presence and attack its master’s friend, to teach it the principles of being a snake.

Mo Yan had no idea of the Red Python’s thoughts. Seeing that it seemed unhappy as it flicked its tongue, she comforted it a few more times before getting up to return to her room.

Upon returning to the room, Mo Yan saw that Liu Tinglan had already woken up. She was staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

When she heard footsteps, Liu Tinglan snapped back to reality, patted the empty spot beside her, and said, "Yanyan, come lie down. Let’s have a chat."

Mo Yan walked over but did not lie down; instead, she reached out to touch her forehead. Seeing that her temperature was normal, she asked, "Are you hungry? There are warmed-up meals in the pot, I can bring them for you to eat something!"

Liu Tinglan shook her head, her slightly dry lips pale, "I have no appetite and don’t want to eat."

Hearing this, Mo Yan frowned and said, "You’ve lost a lot of blood today; you must eat! Wait here, I will make you a sweet soup—it will be ready quickly."

Without giving Liu Tinglan a chance to refuse, Mo Yan handed her a travel book to pass the time and went to the kitchen.

It was already late by then, everyone else had gone to their rooms to rest, and Mo Yan confidently took out some fresh longan, red dates, peanuts, and osmanthus from Space, planning to make a longan and red date sweet soup.

Mo Yan rinsed the longan, red dates, and peanuts with water and put them all into a clay pot, added two bowls of diluted Spirit Spring Water, and placed it on the stove to stew with the lid open. As the lid of the furnace was opened, the charcoal fire grew stronger, and soon the water in the clay pot boiled.

When the longan, red dates, and peanuts in the pot were nearly done stewing, Mo Yan added a spoonful of rice wine, a spoonful of brown sugar, and one fresh osmanthus into it, quickly filling the entire kitchen with a sweet aroma. If only the white fungus had been soaked for two hours to bring out its flavor, adding some would have made the texture even better.

Liu Tinglan leaned against the headboard, distractedly flipping through the travel book. Hearing footsteps outside the room door, she had just sat up straight when she smelled an enticing sweet aroma. She hadn’t felt hungry before, but the scent triggered a spontaneous flow of saliva in her mouth.

Mo Yan brought in the sweet soup to see her friend sitting upright on the bed, clutching a book and eagerly staring at the door, her childlike appearance involuntarily bringing a smile to one’s face, "Here, this is a blood-nourishing sweet soup. Drink it while it’s hot. From now on, drink two bowls every day, and you will soon get better."