"Don’t worry, big brother, they’re fine. That’s why they ca to our village."
Upon hearing this, Hua Yunao felt at ease and didn’t wish to hear any bad news.
"Since everything is fine..."
"Big brother... even so, we must be cautious. Qin Shu’s family seems fine, but that doesn’t an everyone else is."
"Aren’t you fine, sister?"
"Big brother, I’m different. I’m healthy and have my own ways to protect myself. You... can’t compare to ." Jin’er hinted while looking at her brother.
Although that last sentence was sowhat discouraging, it’s necessary to prevent her brother from secretly going down the mountain to imitate her.
Hua Yunao: "..."
Heartbroken again, another day of being discouraged by his sister.
Beside him, Hua Yunxiang cast a sympathetic glance at his brother.
So pitiful, his sister caught soone to tease today.
"Eldest, your sister is right. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to go later. For now, it’s smart to stay put," said Hua Lao Han, holding back a laugh.
"Listen to your grandpa," Hua Chengtian added, looking sternly at his son.
Despite looking mature and steady and being generally quiet, as a young man, secretly going down the mountain wasn’t out of the question.
"Don’t worry, Grandpa, Dad, I’m not going," Hua Yunao said seriously.
He’s not soone who doesn’t think things through. His sister is right; this is not the appropriate ti to go down the mountain.
Getting sick is minor, but bringing an epidemic into the valley would be a sin.
With Hua Chengtian and Hua Lao Han finally resting at ease, since once this child promises, he follows through.
"Chengtian, let the village know about this matter later, so everyone is aware."
"Got it, Dad."
"Alright, let’s eat," Hua Lao Han said, picking up his chopsticks again.
After the al, Hua Lao Han called Jin’er into the room, and after a while, Jin’er ca out from the grandparents’ room, coincidentally bumping into Luo Song, who ca to exchange for piglets.
Luo Song was fortunate; finding out and coming over, he saw Sun Granny and Lin Granny carrying piglets away.
In the past, piglets were sothing he wouldn’t even glance at, but now, Luo Song, well-versed and knowledgeable, had his eyes shining.
With long strides, he ran over to Jin’er, shalessly grabbing a piglet, and it was a sow.
There he was, here to bring the exchanged supplies.
Where could anything be as practical as supplies at this mont?
"Big brother Luo Song," Jin’er called out.
Then she saw what he brought and imdiately understood Luo Song’s purpose for coming. She paused, originally wanting to return to the room, and took a few more curious glances.
"Jin’er sister," Jin’er’s unique sweet and soft voice instantly brightened Luo Song’s eyes, deepening his smile, leaving only Jin’er in his sight.
"Ahem..." Granny Hua coughed slightly, continuing her earlier conversation, "Luo Song, there’s no need for so many things, you brought too much."
Reluctantly taking his eyes off Jin’er, Luo Song happily looked at Granny Hua, "Not too much, Granny Hua. I brought a little sow. When it grows up, the return is more than one pig, and the things just look a lot but aren’t worth much. If you can’t, Granny, exchange so of your ho-grown vegetables for too."
Granny Hua was amused and agreed with Luo Song. At these tis, as long as it doesn’t involve food, indeed nothing else is worth much silver.
Luo Song brought cloth, trinkets young girls like, things boys like, and paper and pens.
"It feels like you’re craving my ho-grown vegetables..."
"Oops, Granny Hua found out!" Luo Song pretended to be distressed.
"Naughty, alright, Granny Hua will pick so vegetables for you then," Granny Hua laughed, coyly glancing at her obedient granddaughter before focusing on her eldest grandson, "Ao’er, spend more ti with Luo Song."
"Yes, Granny," Hua Yunao agreed, curiously glancing at his grandmother.
Not understanding why his grandmother made a point to arrange him to say that, since he would host Luo Song regardless.
Then Granny Hua took Jin’er, who was eyeing the things on the table, towards the small vegetable garden.
Apart from a plot cultivated in the yard, there were many wooden boxes placed around their ho, enough to eat and with so left over.
Vibrant green, filled with various vegetables.
Over there, seeing Hua Xin being pulled away, Luo Song unconsciously wanted to follow, but Hua Yunao stopped him, thoughtfully watching his friend.
Just felt sothing was off but couldn’t pinpoint exactly where.
"Let’s not go, Granny and sister are there. You ca at the right ti, go upstairs. I’m facing so challenges feeling confused, so I need your guidance."
"...Alright..." Luo Song was pulled upstairs by his friend but couldn’t help glancing at Jin’er in the yard dressed in refined short attire.
Clearly such ugly clothes, yet when worn by Jin’er, inexplicably exuded a noble impression, coupled with a delicate face, slender body, making it impossible for anyone to look away.
On the other side, in Hua Village, Qin Shu’s family had a tightly scheduled ti.
Before dawn, they set out to their fields, and when they returned, the sun was already high in the sky. Apart from Li who went to pick wild vegetables, the elder four quickly got busy building a wall.
They worked tirelessly until dusk, with torches already hung high.
The results were promising, after the efforts of father and sons, a wall tens of ters long, one inch thick and over a ter high, had been erected.
This result instantly boosted Qin Dagen’s confidence, as this was accomplished in just half a day’s ti, planning for a hundred-ter length in a day shouldn’t be an issue.
Looking at it this way, the wall could be finished within a few months, making the thirty kilograms of food promised by Jin’er feel well deserved.
In New Moon City.
The soup dicine brewed by Gouzi was drunk in large bowls by every child, including Big Liu, who was thought to be beyond help.
The soup dicine, coupled with the pills from the Immortal elder brother, almost cleared their high fever, their siblings got much better, no longer looked like they were about to collapse.
Even Big Liu, who was bedridden, after two days of dicine, was able to sit up and walk a few steps, seemingly improving.
Gouzi strictly followed what the Immortal elder brother said, that only by eating well can they have the strength to resist the disease.
Thus, every day he made thick porridge with two eggs, and because of this, they managed to survive in such a short ti, the illness didn’t worsen, and even showed signs of improvent, without needing to send any more siblings out.
At those tis, Gouzi felt deeply suppressed.
He kept asking the heavens if letting them live was just to suffer.
Now, finally, he can see hope.
Just after two days of dicine, he clearly felt his body was much lighter, having more strength, and most importantly, upon waking early this morning, he felt no fever, even the frequency of diarrhea reduced considerably, while coughing was still present but no vomiting.
This is definitely getting better.
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