Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

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There was a bang in Su Haitang's head, her body went limp, and she involuntarily slid down towards the wooden barrel that was half a person's height.

The warm water with a bitter medicinal smell spread over the mouth, nose, eyebrows and eyes, a string of bubbles came up, and the black hair floated and spread out on the water surface, like a huge ink lotus.

Su Haitang lost consciousness for a moment, shuddered, opened his eyes, and sat up suddenly!

There was a splashing sound, and her head came out of the water, wiping water all over her face, opening her mouth and nose and gasping!

The palpitations in her heart still lingered, and the feeling of all her strength pouring out seemed to pull her back to the moment of death!

She thought her rebirth would end in vain!

Unexpectedly, he could still wake up!

Su Haitang was so frightened that she couldn't care less about her panic and touched her left wrist first.

The bracelet is still there, the temperature is normal and there is no fever.

Su Haitang breathed a sigh of relief and tried to contact the space. There seemed to be a vague connection, which was much better than the previous silence!

The foundation of life-saving was still there, and Su Haitang felt at ease.

Maybe the space upgrade has reached a critical juncture. After getting through the previous level, the rest will be fine.

Su Haitang comforted herself optimistically. The space had a bad history, and there were no instructions for use. She could only cross the river by feeling the stones, and stroke the tsundere's space along her hair.

Thinking about it, the sudden changes in her body were so astonishing. The "Baitou Yin" and "Farewell Poems" appeared for no reason, and the inexplicable Yujia Quan. These unscientific phenomena, in addition to the equally unscientific space Who else can take the blame for mischief?

A drink and a peck are all predestined, and the world is always fair.

Since she has benefited, she must have to work hard.

Su Haitang naturally attributed the cause of his physical discomfort to the side effects of the space upgrade, and was quickly relieved.

"Mingzhu, are you okay? Mom came in."

There was a hasty knock on the bathroom door, and Yan Fangqiong's panicked and concerned voice came immediately.

"Why is the door locked? How are you, Mingzhu? Open the door quickly! I'm mom!"

Su Haitang didn't expect her mother to come over so early. She was stunned for a moment. She was awakened by Yan Fangqiong's eager knock on the door and a cry at the door. She quickly promised that I was fine and pulled off the long bathrobe. He wrapped himself up hastily, put on his slippers and went to unlock the door.

"Are you okay? Why was the water making such a loud noise just now? Did you slip and fall? Are there any injuries? Mom, take a look."

Yan Fangqiong grabbed her daughter's hand, looked left and right incoherently, and even wanted to reach out and lift her bathrobe to inspect it herself.

Su Haitang quickly grabbed Yan Fangqiong's hand and held it, smiling to comfort her.

"Mom, I'm fine. I was just bored and practicing boxing. I was concentrating on the practice and punched the water. I didn't expect to make such a big noise. Even outside, I heard it."

Su Haitang locked the door embarrassedly and gathered up her bathrobe.

Although the person facing her is her own mother, it is not the same as sleeping in the same bed at night. She is taking a shower!

"Mom, why did you come here so early? Did you not sleep well at night?"

Yan Fangqiong is weak, which is a worry for the whole family. The root cause of her illness was chronic insomnia caused by overthinking, so Su Haitang was particularly concerned about her sleeping condition.

"Don't be so stern, I'm so sleepy, I still have to take a nap at noon."

Yan Fangqiong explained in a low voice with a guilty conscience, without any dignity as a mother.

Seeing that her daughter still had a disapproving look on her face, Yan Fangqiong gave in again, raising her hands in assurance like a primary school student.

"Okay, okay, I'll catch up on my sleep right away. You want to officially become a disciple. This is a big deal. I will definitely come over early and personally deliver the apprenticeship ceremony."

As she spoke, her voice dropped again.

"My mother didn't give you a gift when you were in school, didn't help you make a schoolbag, didn't wrap book covers with you, didn't help you prepare lunch boxes for spring and autumn outings..."