FID – Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Ruined, Ruined, ah…

“Miss Liu,” Li Junyue suddenly called.

Liu Yusheng hurriedly withdrew the foot that stepped on her Second Brother, turned her head and met the woman’s smiling face.

“The medicine you prescribed for me works perfectly. When I went back yesterday and drank it twice, the rashes on my face receded. I came here today especially to say thank you.”

“No thanks. I’m a doctor. It’s my job to diagnose and treat people.” Liu Yusheng smiled.

Li Junyue didn’t wear a veil today, and the rashes on her face disappeared. Her small face looked tender and lovely, with willow eyebrows and almond eyes. Her eyes seemed to carry the shade of the lake, and with her smile, her entire being appeared soft and beautiful.

Of course, she looked lovely. If not, she wouldn’t have taken her veil off.

However, Liu Yusheng’s eyes swept over her lips without a trace, and found that her lips were somewhat pale.

It wasn’t morbid white. It was a shade that appeared only after an injury or a painful suffering.

The rescued Liu Zhiqiu grimaced and retracted his long legs that had just stretched out with a toothy grin. He swept a glance at Li Junyue and asked, “Is your hand better?”

“Yes, look.” The redness and swelling had disappeared. The bloody blisters on the palm of her hand had also burst and scabbed. Only the outermost layer of her skin had shriveled and dried up, but still stuck on the surface

“Junyue, how did you get hurt?” Kang Ziyu frowned. She arrived at the Lis’ residence in town last night, and she did see her applying something before going to bed at night, but it never occurred to her that it was because her palm was injured.

Grandma Liu also saw it: “Hey, your injury isn’t light. How did you get it?”

“It’s okay, Grandma Liu. It doesn’t hurt.” Li Junyue replied with a smile, but did not say how she sustained the injury.

On the contrary, Liu Zhiqiu did not hide it: “Yesterday, she went up the mountain with me to help till the land.”

Snap, Grandma Liu’s palm landed a smack: “Brat, how can you ask a delicate girl to till the land? You deserve a beating!”

“Grandma, I’m still eating noodles! At least be gentle with your hands!” His face was almost buried in the noodle soup!

“Pfft!”

“Serves you right!”

“Bastard, have you forgotten our family rules?”

The family gloated, heartless.

Liu Zhiqiu was so angry that he drank all his noodle soup in one gulp.

Li Junyue covered her lips and snickered, but her eyes were bent.

Kang Ziyu froze there, her mouth partly open in shock and bewilderment. This image again refreshed her perception of country people.

Could they still hit each other while eating? Wasn’t that too ill-timed?

At the same time, what shocked her more was Liu Zhiqiu’s words. Junyue went with him to till land? Till land?

After breakfast, the family dispersed, and all together carried hoes and rakes to the fields.

It was springtime, and the fields had to be turned over in time for seedlings to be sown.

Before leaving, Liu Zhiqiu looked at the people who were still in the courtyard and wouldn’t leave and said, “It’s busy in the countryside, so I don’t have time to entertain you. Just say thank you and go.”

Kang Ziyu’s face turned cold as she pulled Li Junyue to leave.

But Li Junyue broke away from her grasp: “Sister Ziyu, why don’t you go back to the town first. I’ll come back later.”

“What are you going to do?” Kang Ziyu frowned.

“I’m going to help out.”

“You don’t know how to do anything, so how can you help? Can’t you see that your hand is still injured? Your presence there will only add to the mess!”

Once Liu Zhiqiu heard Li Junyue’s refusal to leave, he immediately slipped out the door. He was really afraid of her.

How could she be such a stalker? Was this unmarried Young Miss really lacking in self-respect?

Their family was going to do farming work. Did they need her, a wealthy Missy, to help? What could she do?

Didn’t that mean he has to give her another bottle of medicine later?

When Li Junyue saw his disappearing figure, she hurriedly plucked her skirt up and followed after him: “Sister Ziyu, you should go back first, and I will play with you in the afternoon!”

Hearing the woman’s words from afar, Liu Zhiqiu stretched his legs faster, as if a ghost was chasing after him.

He caught up with Liu Yusheng all the way, overtook Qian Wanjin, his old man and mother, and was the first to rush to the field.

Liu Yusheng smacked her forehead at his stupid appearance.

“A paragon is afraid of tangling with a stalker, and vice versa. I’m afraid Zhiqiu can’t escape,” Qian Wanjin sighed in amazement. Why are young maidens nowadays all so tough?

But Li Junyue was still far worse than his Xiao Shitou.

Xiao Shitou would only open her mouth to tease him, ah.

“Lucky Nannan, when are you going to the capital?” He missed the capital a bit.

“When the new wineries produce the first batch of wine. If it’s any later, I’m afraid I’ll miss Elder Brother’s spring exam.”

“I’ll go back with you by then.”

“Are you able to walk away? Are you done talking to all the rich merchants in the city?” Liu Yusheng asked.

After the opening of the new wineries, Qian Wanjin had very little time to stay in the family compound. He had social engagements in town everyday, all of which were to discuss mutual cooperation matters.

“I’m almost done. The first batch of wine only increased by five, and a dozen people want to negotiate a deal. There are too many monks, but too little gruel. The quantity of medicinal wine given to them will not be too much, and they have to sell them in limited quantities, so now, I’m just waiting for them to negotiate their share,” Qian Wanjin replied.

Since the workshops were new, only medicinal liquor that could quickly ferment into wine could be produced in the early stages of the opening.

Fruit wine needed to be fermented, and the waiting time was relatively long. It would take at least half a year for this piece to get on track.

“We’re just starting to develop, so the processes needn’t be too big. Take your time. Take this step steadily, before proceeding to the next.”

“You’re teaching me again, as if I’m a child. You don’t need to tell me that, you know?” Qian Wanjin raised his chin high, “This young master has people at the top.”

In terms of business, he really admired his old man the most; he was crafty like no other.

A certain Jin started to feel arrogant again. Liu Yusheng shook her head and smiled helplessly.

Thinking that it was mid February now, her elder brother had to prepare for the spring exams and Yuzheng had to prepare for the special cloth supplier selection. They had probably started there. Unfortunately, the capital was too far away, and it was difficult for her to receive news there.

She had to ask Aunt Hong to send a message to the capital to ask, and in passing, tell Feng Qingbai to pay more attention to the movement of the Fu family before the selection.

From what she heard about the Fu family’s modus operandi, they’d probably carry out underhanded tricks the moment they get to know that Yuzheng was going to compete with them.

All the way to the fields, they met villagers from the village and greeted each other.

The area beside the Qinghe River was already bustling with noise and excitement.

Everyone would rush out to work whenever the weather was good. Spring was rainy, and it was inconvenient when it rained.

When they reached the ridge, they could see many people plowing with cattle. One person was leading the cow rope in front, while the other supported the wooden plow in the back. They could plow a ridge back and forth, which was much faster than using a hoe.

The Liu family had no oxen, but horses.

Qian Wanjin’s luxury carriage was dismantled, and the fat horse that was raised was now used as a cow. Liu Dalin and Liu Erlin put a wooden plow on it and prepared to start work.

Some villagers nearby who looked in their direction felt distressed: “It’s ruined, ruined…”

Even though they had witnessed plowing the fields with horses last year, they still felt awful.

How expensive was a horse? Even those with money, but no status couldn’t buy one. Although horses usually pull carriages, they shouldn’t be used for farm work. Wasn’t that wasteful? “Uncle, they won’t be ruined. They were raised so strong, so why not use them? They should be used for work, otherwise, raising them would be in vain, no?” Qian Wanjin yelled, “When you go back home later, tell other families to come and tell me if they need them. We’ll take them to their fields and plow, too.”