Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 777

Chapter 777: Chapter 777

Farm restaurant.

Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi, who had been staring wide-eyed and watching over in the room all night, finally saw the two familiar figures they were waiting for. They hurriedly rushed forward, their reddened eyes glistening with tears.

"Fanzi, you’re not hurt, are you?" Fan Sisi asked with concern, gently checking Yang Fan from head to toe.

Mr. Fan half-squinted his right eye and deliberately gave a heavy cough.

"My dear granddaughter, why don’t you ask if your grandpa is okay?"

Fan Sisi giggled and said, "Grandpa looks very spirited, but Fanzi seems really tired."

Mr. Fan shook his head helplessly and said wistfully, "But I also wish you would ask..."

"Grandpa, are you alright?" Fan Sisi immediately asked sweetly.

Mr. Fan waved his hand angrily, "It’s better if you didn’t ask at all."

"Miss Dong’er, come, I’ll take you for some noodles, let’s not be in their way here."

Ji Dong’er stuck out her tongue secretly and quickly caught up with Mr. Fan.

Yang Fan smiled helplessly, it seemed like he couldn’t really be blamed for this.

"Let’s go too, there’s nothing much, these injuries are from before," Yang Fan said.

After being tormented by that strange woman, he now had trouble even walking.

It seemed like without a good few days’ rest, he wouldn’t be able to do anything else.

After comfortably enjoying some rice noodles at the farm restaurant’s dining room, everyone went back to their rooms.

Ji Dong’er didn’t hurry to leave either.

She burped along the way, following Yang Fan back to the room.

After being stuck on the wall for years, then moving to the water, Ji Dong’er hadn’t tasted human food for a long, long time. Earlier, she devoured three big bowls of rice noodles on her own, astonishing the few aunties in the restaurant.

If her stomach hadn’t been full, Yang Fan felt this little girl might still have some appetite left.

Due to Ji Dong’er’s special identity, both Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi felt a bit restrained.

Back in the room, the two of them didn’t know whether to sit or stand, sneaking glances at Ji Dong’er.

"Big brother, I got some healing herbs for you." Ji Dong’er didn’t notice Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi’s awkwardness, taking out a small black box from the sash at her waist.

"They smell a bit and aren’t very appealing, but these herbs work really well. With these, your wounds should heal in about three days. Do you want me to apply it for you?"

"No, let these two do it," Yang Fan stopped Ji Dong’er.

Some of his injuries were in rather private places, not suitable for Ji Dong’er to handle.

Fan Sisi stepped forward, "River God Dong’er, River... River God, let me do it instead?"

Ji Dong’er glanced at Yang Fan’s injuries, her face blushing slightly, and nodded gently, "Sister Fan, just call me Dong’er, I don’t really care much about that title, you don’t need to be so formal."

"...Alright, then I’ll call you Miss Dong’er." Fan Sisi said.

Ji Dong’er laughed joyfully and handed the black box to Fan Sisi, "Sister Fan can help apply it, not too thick, just a thin layer will do. I’ll step outside, call me when you’re done."

"Okay."

Ji Dong’er left the room.

Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi carefully started removing the inner and outer layers of bandages from Yang Fan’s body.

Wrapping them was easy, but removing the bandages was a rather complicated task.

Due to the activities last night, many of Yang Fan’s wounds had split open again, with scabs sticking to the bandages, requiring iodine to gently soften the scabs so the bandages could be peeled off.

"These injuries look really shocking..." Yun Miaoyi murmured softly, "If we didn’t know what really happened, we’d probably suspect terrible domestic violence at first glance."

"If you just look at the surface, most would likely think that," Fan Sisi replied, "It’s like violence meant to kill, without holding back at all."

"Yes."

The two of them worked for a while before finally managing to take off the bandages smoothly.

The ointment Ji Dong’er brought smelled really foul, like the stench of rotting sludge from a sewer, utterly suffocating.

Initially, Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi held their breath as much as possible while applying it.

But after a while, the stench was unbearable, both fetched masks and blocked their noses before continuing.

"What kind of medicine is this, how can it be this smelly, it’s absolutely terrifying," Fan Sisi mumbled in a muffled voice.

Yang Fan also tried to hold his breath, "Although it stinks, it feels quite nice, cool and refreshing, like a mint balm, very comfortable."

"You’ve suffered such injuries, I don’t think it’s a big deal, you can’t move, I can handle myself," Fan Sisi said, "But now, you definitely need to rest well for a few days, don’t think about doing bad things, this smell is overpowering."

"Are you disgusted by me?" Yang Fan intentionally said.

Fan Sisi nodded firmly, "Yes, I’m disgusted, this smell is too terrifying. As long as you have this scent on you, I won’t feel any emotion whatsoever; you might want to turn to Miao Yi instead."

Yun Miaoyi meekly added, "Actually... I can’t handle this smell much either, I even feel a bit dizzy now."

"Ah, how pitiful, being disliked by everyone," Yang Fan deliberately said.

Fan Sisi suddenly gave a sly smile, "If you really have such strong desires, I could think of a way for you. We’ll be in the living room outside, you can stay inside and remotely watch us... perform."

"You’re just teasing me," Yang Fan replied speechlessly.

It’d be better not to watch at all, seeing but not being able to have it is pure torture.

"How is this teasing? We’re both working hard too, you know," Fan Sisi laughed, "You can watch us, and take care of yourself slowly, right? It’s a stopgap measure, actually quite doable."

"I refuse; I’ll just rest quietly," Yang Fan said speechlessly.

Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi exchanged glances and giggled.

After finally applying the ointment, Fan Sisi and Yun Miaoyi changed Yang Fan’s bandages with fresh ones.

While the two were busy, Yang Fan found his wallet, took out his card, and handed it to Fan Sisi, whispering, "Go withdraw ten thousand later and give it to Miss Dong’er."

"The River God needs money?" Fan Sisi was a bit surprised.

"The River God might not need it, but in the mortal world, money is necessary," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Fan Sisi nodded, "Alright, I’ll take care of it later."

"Okay." Yang Fan slowly leaned back against the sofa, "I’m exhausted, finally, I can have a good rest."