Ji Fangfang withdrew her gaze, looked at the notebook in her hand, smiled mockingly, threw the notebook into the puddle on the ground, and watched the notebook gradually get wet by the rain, and felt extremely happy.

"Fangfang." Ji Changhe walked from a distance with a hoe.

Ji Fangfang quickly bent down and picked up the notebook on the ground, handed it to Ji Changhe with a look of embarrassment, "Grandpa, this is the notes Zhou Yue asked me to hand over to Youran. I accidentally fell into the puddle."

"It's okay, are you here to see Youran?" Ji Changhe smiled and took the notebook and shook the water stains on it.

"I just went to see her, grandpa, I'm back." Ji Fangfang finished speaking, and walked towards her home.

Ji Changhe shook his head, glanced at the notebook in his hand, and his face darkened.

"Grandpa, you are back, sister, she is awake." Seeing Ji Changhe come back, Ji Changle happily greeted him.

"Yes." Ji Changhe nodded, took off the hoe on his shoulder, walked to the corner of the wall and put it in place, went to the well to wash his face, and walked towards Ji Youran's room.

Ji Youran heard the movement outside and opened her eyes. When she saw Ji Changhe walking in, she sat up, "Grandpa."

Ji Changhe walked to the bed and looked at Ji Youran with a smile, his eyes full of kindness, "Are you still uncomfortable?"

Ji Youran shook her head, "It's much better."

Ji Changhe sat down on the chair beside the bed, looked outside, and whispered: "The old scoundrel is dead."

Ji Youran was slightly shocked, but her face was silent, "Well." How could the old scoundrel die so coincidental?

"You don't have to do it yourself in the future. Just leave this to me. Don't dirty your hands for that kind of person." Ji Changhe continued.

Ji Youran was even more surprised, "I know." It seems that the original owner is not as simple as she knows? Also, Ji Changhe is not a simple person either. It seems that she must be careful in the future and must not reveal flaws.

"When the college entrance examination is over, you can learn swimming. This time you have to learn swimming no matter what." Ji Changhe looked at Ji Youran, his tone was full of determination. This time, Youran fell into the water, and he was really scared. If something happened to Youran, he would not be able to survive.

"Okay." Ji Youran nodded and responded.

Ji Changhe took out the notebook that Ji Fangfang gave him and handed it to Ji Youran, "This is the note that Zhou Yue asked Fangfang to hand it to you."

Ji Youran took the notebook and saw that it was covered with water stains. After turning it on, she found that most of the contents inside had been blurred by the rain. She smiled faintly. There was no need to guess that this must be Ji Fangfang's trick.

"Have you taken the medicine?" Ji Changhe asked.

"Eat." Ji Youran nodded.

Ji Changhe curled his lips, "Then you sleep for a while, and I'll let Changle bring it to you when dinner is ready."

"Okay." Ji Youran nodded and responded, and slowly lay down. She had to figure out the secrets of the original owner and Ji Changhe, and they were definitely not ordinary people.

Ji Fangfang returned home in a happy mood, "Dad, mom, I'm back."

Qin Xiaolan was sitting at the door, washing clothes and chatting with Ji Yuefeng who was drinking in the house, "When I came back from the field, I heard from Sister Wang that the old scoundrel was dead."

"How did you die?" Ji Yuefeng asked in surprise.

Ji Fangfang was also full of surprise, "I saw him fishing by the river yesterday, why did he die?"

"Who knows this? Sister Wang said that the old scoundrel's death is so terrifying. Not only does his face look blue and black, but he also foams at the mouth. It's so scary that I don't dare to watch it." Qin Xiaolan couldn't help but shivered when she thought of the scene.

Ji Fangfang's eyes rolled, "I'll go and have a look." She might be able to do some work by using the old scoundrel's death. She wanted to make Ji Youran unable to stay in the village. Only when Ji Youran left can Zhou Yue truly give up.

"What are you going? Be careful of having nightmares at night. Why is this girl so brave?" Qin Xiaolan wanted to stop Ji Fangfang, but saw that Ji Fangfang had already left the house and shook her head helplessly.

The old scoundrel has always lived in a public cowshed in the village. Because of his poor character, people in the village don’t like him, and no woman is willing to marry him, so he has always been single.

Ji Fangfang saw from a distance that the cowshed was full of villagers watching the fun. She walked forward quickly and heard the villagers talking.

"The old scoundrel died so miserable that he didn't even have a relative."

"That's right? I don't know what disease he had, but he died after all."

"Who said no, hey! It's also pitiful."

"What a pity? If it weren't for him, could that girl from the Ji family jump into the river? I said this was retribution."

"Jump up the river? Humph! That girl from the Ji family still went to the woods so late. Maybe she had made an appointment with the old scoundrel, and the two might have gotten together long ago."

"Probably not."

Ji Fangfang curled her lips and said loudly to everyone: "Don't talk nonsense. You Ran is not that kind of person. You Ran went for a walk by the river that day, and she had to go several times a week." Most people in the village knew that the old scoundrel often fished by the river beside the woods.

Upon hearing this, everyone showed a sudden expression.

"No, don't think too much, Youran is really going for a walk." Ji Fangfang said anxiously.

"We know you are a good girl. If Youran is as sensible as you, Boss Ji won't have to worry so much."

"Why are the same children of the Ji family, so why are they so much different?"

"A pretty girl, I don't love myself at all."

Seeing that Ji Fangfang had achieved her goal, she didn't say anything more and squeezed into the crowd.

Ji Fangfang squeezed into the front of the crowd and saw the old scoundrel lying on the ground with a dark face, and his eyes turned, "Is the old scoundrel poisoned? Why is his face so dark?"

"Poisoned?" Everyone didn't think about this at all, thinking that the old scoundrel died of illness.

"I saw Youran go to buy pesticides that day, would it be..." As if I realized what she shouldn't have said, Ji Fangfang hurriedly covered her mouth. No matter how the old scoundrel died, she would splash this basin of dirty water on Ji Youran's head.

The village chief looked at Ji Fangfang and saw the panic in her eyes. He felt a little clear in his heart. He turned to Zhang Xiaokang beside him and said, "Go and call the police." He originally planned to inspire the people in the village to donate money and work hard to help the old scoundrel handle the funeral. After all, no matter how bad the old scoundrel is, he is still from this village. It seems that the old scoundrel's death is not that simple, so let the police investigate it.

When the villagers heard the village chief calling the police and thought of what Ji Fangfang had just said, the villagers immediately understood.

"The old scoundrel is really poisoned, right?"

"If you have this possibility, look at the face of the old scoundrel, how could he be so dark when he died of illness?"

"If it's really poisoned to death, it would be scary."
Chapter completed!