Lin Nianhe woke up when it was already evening.
She was awakened by hunger.
The aroma of food was already wafting from the front courtyard.
As she opened the door, she saw apples, duck eggs, and canned food placed on the ground, obviously returned to her by those two again.
Thinking there were many people in the front courtyard, Lin Nianhe did not bring anything with her and leisurely made her way there.
She had just rounded the east wall when she saw Wen Lan.
"Yo, awake now?" Wen Lan quickly approached Lin Nianhe in two strides and reached out to touch her forehead, "Not bad, the fever's gone."
"Sister Lan." Lin Nianhe affectionately linked her arm, "You worked hard taking care of me yesterday."
"No trouble at all, you're light as a kitten," Wen Lan said nonchalantly with a wave of her hand, "How's it? All better now?"
"Pretty much." Lin Nianhe stretched lazily, "Won't hinder me from transplanting rice seedlings."
