Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 458

Chapter 458: Chapter 458

Yang Fan’s mind raced, and he hurried out of the gate, looking towards the road that led into the village.

It was pitch black, without any glimmer of headlights.

No matter what sort of vehicle it was, under these road conditions, it definitely needed lights to navigate.

But Yang Fan could see nothing.

How had Mr. Fan left?

This thought made Yang Fan’s hair stand on end in an instant.

Still, on second thought, he was certain that Mr. Fan was human, and with his mysterious abilities, not even a Spirit Level mysterious entity could have easily possessed him.

Perhaps he had some special mode of transportation.

"I’ll call later to check if he’s made it home," he muttered to himself, his mind swirling with myriad doubts as he stepped inside and locked the front door from the inside.

The events of the day were so strange and mysterious that he now felt somewhat dazed.

It was like his mind was floating in mid-air; he definitely needed some good rest.

"Fanzi, Xiao Juan is awake," Zhou Wenhui called out from the yard.

Yang Fan quickly took several strides and burst into the room that Wei Juan had once occupied.

Little Mother and his sister-in-law were there, having already settled Wei Juan into bed.

When Yang Fan entered, Wei Juan was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her gaze vacant as she looked around.

Little Mother and his sister-in-law stood watchfully at a distance of about two steps from the bed.

"Auntie, why are you all looking at me like that? When did I come to our house?" Wei Juan asked, puzzled.

Yang Fan asked, "Xiao Juan, you don’t remember anything?"

"I do remember," Wei Juan replied, "Didn’t I just move to the village office? How come I’m back here again? Did I dream it? No, that’s not right. I clearly remember having moved all my stuff there, and the room was all tidy, then... um... I went to sleep, strange, how come after sleeping, I wake up here?"

"What’s going on? Is my memory getting mixed up, or what?"

Yang Fan and the others exchanged puzzled looks.

"Xiao Juan, think carefully, what happened before you moved there?" Yang Fan asked.

He wanted to confirm whether Wei Juan was truly free of any problems now.

Wei Juan scratched the back of her head, thought hard, and said, "I remember that before I left, you said you would help me with the moving, but you were quite busy during that time, and I didn’t have much stuff, so I didn’t tell you. It was Sister-in-law and I who moved together."

"Indeed, the two of us moved together," Ye Tong confirmed with a nod.

Wei Juan furrowed her brows in confusion, "But why am I here now?"

"You can’t remember anything that happened after that?" Ye Tong asked in surprise.

Wei Juan weakly nodded her head, "I remember it correctly, that day after I moved, I was busy cleaning and organizing the room so late, it was more than 2 a.m. when I finally went to sleep. Then I woke up and found myself here, did I sleepwalk back here?"

Yang Fan and the others looked at each other, all at a loss for words for a moment.

"Fanzi, should we tell her the truth?" Ye Tong whispered.

Yang Fan looked at Wei Juan and said a bit helplessly in a low voice, "Of course it would be best not to tell her the truth, but how could we explain that she was at the village office when she fell asleep and woke up at our home? There’s simply no reason for that!"

Otherwise, he too would have preferred to keep her in the dark.

After all, it might be easier on her mind if Wei Juan didn’t know.

"Fanzi, what are you whispering about?" Wei Juan asked.

Yang Fan thought carefully and realized he indeed had no reason to deceive Wei Juan, so he had no choice but to tell her, "Xiao Juan, in fact, you moved a few days ago, but the reason you can’t remember what happened during this period is that you were possessed by something filthy."

"Not only have you been working at the village office these past days, but you’ve also been living in the village, and you looked no different from a normal person."

Wei Juan’s already pale face turned deathly white at Yang Fan’s words.

"I... I was touched by something filthy? How could this... how could this happen..." she stared at Yang Fan, murmuring in disbelief.

"But don’t worry, it’s all in the past now," Yang Fan said soothingly, "you are fine now."

"Do you mean that all these days I’ve been... just working and living like a normal person?" Wei Juan asked incredulously.

Yang Fan nodded.

"But why do I have no recollection? My memory is still from the day I moved," Wei Juan was shocked; this revelation had clearly shaken her belief in life, perhaps even shattered her worldview.

Yang Fan, afraid of upsetting her further, said no more.

Waking up to discover you have been possessed by something filthy for many days is as horrifying as the filthy thing itself.

"Fanzi, this isn’t some kind of prank, is it?" After a long silence, Wei Juan asked uncertainly.

Yang Fan shook his head.

"Xiao Juan, it’s not just that, that thing also took Fanzi to bed. And it was with you and Xiao Tong, the three of you together," Zhou Wenhui suddenly said.

At these words, the atmosphere in the room immediately became mysterious.

Wei Juan and Ye Tong’s faces flushed red, looking like roses wet with dew.

Meanwhile, Yang Yuan and Fourth Aunt exchanged glances with an emotion quite different from the rest.

"Little Mother, why would you say such a thing out of the blue?" an embarrassed Ye Tong whispered shyly.

Zhou Wenhui spoke as if it were only natural, "If we don’t clear this up, won’t you all have problems interacting in the future? This is a big deal, it definitely needs to be clarified."

"Little Mother, we could have discussed it in private..." Ye Tong murmured quietly, her face blushing as she wrinkled her nose.

Zhou Wenhui gave a dismissive wave of her hand, "We’re all family here, what’s there to be embarrassed about?"

Yang Fan suddenly remembered the scene he had just shared with Little Mother.

Damn, that damn mystery!

It put him in such a position that he didn’t even know how to face Little Mother anymore.

Yet, Little Mother really was warm.

Tch, Yang Fan cursed inwardly, quickly suppressing that thought.

This incident was an accident, a definite accident—there couldn’t be a sequel to it.

"How could I... this, Auntie, could you have misunderstood something?" Wei Juan said with a crimson face, barely able to speak above a whisper from embarrassment, not even able to raise her head.

However, after Zhou Wenhui’s thorough explanation, the horror Wei Juan previously felt had diminished greatly.

"Why would I lie to you? Just look at the state of your sister-in-law and you’ll know it’s true," Zhou Wenhui stated unabashedly, "Anyway, this matter concerns the three of you, I won’t interfere any further, I’m just giving you a heads-up that it happened."

"Brother Fanzi, how did the three of you end up like this?" Yang Yuan suddenly asked.

"Ah... that...," Yang Fan, meeting Yang Yuan’s cunning and bright eyes, suddenly wanted to run away from home.

With that one remark from Little Mother, she had dug a very firm pit for him.

"Little child, why are you asking about this? Go to bed!" Fourth Aunt said sternly.