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Chapter 333: 333 Li Gui couldn’t sleep at night.
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She knew that her medical skills might bring him hope for healing, but even though she was a skilled doctor, she was not a god and could do nothing about it. “Fourth brother, don’t move, let me give you acupuncture. You can only do it once a day at most, and any more would be bad for your body. The rest of the time, when the pain strikes, you can only bear it.”
He nodded slightly.
She began to quickly insert needles into his major acupoints, and the unbearable pain he initially felt slowly turned into mere suffering. Gradually, the acupuncture took effect, and he fell asleep from exhaustion.
Su Qingyue withdrew the silver needles, and Xiao Yishan looked at her with pain and affection, “Yue’er, you’ve worked hard…”
“Wife, this family has brought too much trouble to you…” Guilt was always present on Yuchuan’s handsome face.
She shook her head slightly, “We’re a family, don’t say such things from now
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The night was cold, and she put the clothes back on her fourth brother, “Fourth brother, put on your clothes first.”
He complied.
Xiao Yuchuan asked curiously, “Wife, why did you get up in the middle of the night?”
“I have to sell fern.”
“It’s not even the third hour of the night, there’s still time…”
“I have to wash a basket of fern, chop it, cook it, and then sell it. So, I have to get up earlier.”
“You’re selling cooked vegetables?”
“Yeah. Many people can’t cook raw ones, so I guess no one would buy them.”
“But…” It was Xiao Yishan who spoke, “No one has ever sold cooked vegetables before…”
“Then I’ll sell it.” She gave a slight smile and walked out with the oil lamp.
“Wife, there’s not enough water at home for washing vegetables…” Xiao Yuchuan called out worriedly.
“I’ll go to the river…”
“It’s not safe for a woman so late at night…”
“It’s fine.” Su Qingyue said, carrying the basket, she took a basket full of garlic and carrots along and headed to the riverbank. It would have been better to wash the vegetables during the day or in the evening, but she didn’t have time yesterday, so she hurried to do it at night.
She knew the three men in her family would be worried.
But she had no choice.
It was now three in the morning, and she had asked when the cow’s car in the village would set off for the town in modern times, around five in the morning, or even earlier.
She had just given her fourth brother acupuncture and delayed herself half an hour, so she had to hurry now.
The road to the riverbank was easy to walk and she was familiar with the surrounding terrain. Looking at the darkness outside, she could barely see the road, so she didn’t need the oil lamp.
The moonlight shone on the dirt and mud road, giving it a layer of silvery white. The night wind blew, and the crops in the field swayed from time to time. Occasionally, there were the sounds of insects and dogs barking, and the shadows of the trees on the river bank stretched out for a long time.
The surrounding mountains were dark and oppressive, and if one was timid, they would likely be scared.
She had even stayed in a morgue filled with corpses before, so going out at night wasn’t a big deal.
She arrived at the riverside in the south of the village, where people often washed clothes. After putting down the basket, she rolled up her sleeves and scooped up a handful of river water.
The water was cold, but bearably so.
She scooped up water to wash the flat stone by her feet, then poured all the fern from the basket onto it.
She began to quickly wash the fern in handfuls.
As she was halfway through, she suddenly looked up at the opposite bank of the river and saw a tall figure standing diagonally across from her, not Imowing how long he had been watching her.
With the help of the moonlight, she could roughly make out the man’s appearance — it was Li Gui.
Li Gui couldn’t sleep at night, and somehow ended up walking towards the Xiao Family’s direction. From a distance, he saw a thin figure carrying a basket to the riverbank — it was Su Qingyue..