Ugly Peasant Wife: Money Grubber

As the night fell, Hee Zijun was napping in his room when he heard a series of "thump thump" sounds. He quickly ran to the door and asked, "Is Fifth Sister-in-law you?"

The one who knocked the door was Yang Xinyu who had returned.

Thinking about what Hee Zijun said, a smile appeared on her face, "It's me, Younger Brother."

Upon hearing Yang Xinyu's voice, Hee Zijun quickly removed the bolt on the gate. With a face full of fear, he said worriedly, "Fifth Sister-in-law, why have you been gone for so long? I thought you were in danger and I wanted to find you.

Yang Xinyu thought left and right, she couldn't possibly say that she encountered a wild beast, right?

If Hee Zijun knew that this wild beast was a human and this person still peeked at her taking a bath, wouldn't he skin Su Xigui alive?

Since Yang Xinyu had told a lie, then no matter what, he would not admit Su Xigui out.

She tried her best to hide the awkwardness behind her smile and changed the topic, "I'm fine, Younger Brother is the one who got tired, right?"

On Hee Zijun's sallow face, a pair of deep dark circles under his eyes.

Looking at his eyes, which were almost squinting to the point of slits, it was obvious that he was exhausted.

"I'm not sleepy!" Fifth Sister-in-law, let's make more jam and dried fruits! " Hee Zijun tried her best to widen her eyes.

Yang Xinyu said in a commanding tone, "No way, it's time to go to sleep!"

She was already used to living a modern life of luxury, so she didn't feel sleepy at all.

But Hee Zijun was different. When he was preparing for the day, he would start to rest and if it was during ordinary times, he would have already gone to sleep.

She even asked Hee Zijun to make some jam for her.

Thinking of this, Yang Xinyu started to blame herself again. She secretly decided that whatever she could do in the future, she would definitely not let Hee Zijun come.

A child at that age should eat, drink and play. If the conditions were better, she would send Hee Zijun to the private school.

In short, Hee Zijun had to have everything that the people in the house had!

He lay on the bed and thought for a while before falling asleep.

Only because she was concerned about Su Xigui's injuries, Yang Xinyu could not sleep soundly tonight. She woke up before the sky brightened.

The old bed board creaked, and she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.

But thinking back to what happened last night, she felt so embarrassed that she didn't want to see Su Xigui's face.

After tossing and turning for nearly an hour, she finally managed to get up when her stomach made an untimely rumbling sound. Only then did she muster up the courage to get up.

After she finished the wild vegetables she made yesterday and shared the two meat buns equally, Yang Xinyu decided to make some wild vegetables for eating.

There were still some wild vegetables in the house, but no water was available. Yang Xinyu thought for a while, then took the wooden bucket and headed to the river side.

It was not yet full light, the moon was high in the sky, and the river rippled in the dim light.

Yang Xinyu was about to put the bucket into the water, when she was suddenly shocked by the water reflection of her face.

It had been three or four days since she transmigrated, and this was the first time she had looked at her appearance.

A chubby round face was filled with meat. Just the chin area alone had three to four layers of it.

A pair of eyes had been squeezed almost to a slit, resting on a chubby face, just above it, accompanied by a pair of thick eyebrows.

If placed on someone else's face, they would definitely have a small and exquisite nose. It was as if it was casually tied up on top of this face, making it appear very abrupt.

Was this her face?

Yang Xinyu felt like she had received a blow, and thinking back to what Su Xigui had said last night, she couldn't help but want to find a mouse to hide in.

She still felt that Su Xigui wanted to be frivolous to her, but who would have the desire to be frivolous after seeing this face?

She had originally thought that losing weight was enough, but she never expected that the hardware would be useless.

Yang Xinyu filled a bucket of water and made a big pot of porridge.

She wolfed down a bowl and filled it with the soup.

He then grabbed a basket and placed the wild vegetable porridge on it. Finally, he covered it with a layer of rag.

She glanced at Hee Zijun who was still sleeping, and quietly closed the door.

When Yang Xinyu arrived at the cave, she was already awake.

He didn't look like he was in a good situation. He opened his mouth and only said two words, "You're here."

Seeing his pale white face, Yang Xinyu knew in her heart that he had spent the entire night in pain. She gloomily took out some wild vegetable porridge and said, "Sorry, I didn't hurt you on purpose last night. Quickly eat something to cover your stomach, I'll change the medicine for you later. "

Su Xigui swept his eyes across the lack of food and remembered that she said last night that she mistook him for a wild beast.

It could be seen that Yang Xinyu was living a poor life. She wanted to subdue the wild beast, but she just wanted to have a taste of meat.

He picked up the bowl of soup, finished the bowl of porridge in one gulp, and said in a deep voice, "I know that life in Miss Yang isn't easy, so I naturally won't blame you."

Yang Xinyu's gaze intersected with his, and when she thought of last night, her face couldn't help but feel hot.

Thank you, Young Master Su, for understanding, but from now on you must never go out again. Yang Xinyu was extremely guilty, she quickly lowered her head, and no longer looked at Su Xigui's face.

Su Xigui's injuries were not serious at all. His wounds were cracked, but there was no suppuration or inflammation.

Without the dagger, Yang Xinyu could only clumsily tear apart the piece of cloth tied to Hee Zijun's chest.

Maybe because Yang Xinyu's movements were too big, and when's wounds were affected, his body trembled and she inhaled a breath of cold air.

He laughed bitterly, "Miss Yang, with your strength, are you trying to cut open my wound?"

Yang Xinyu looked embarrassed: "Young Master Su is really sorry, I lost my dagger, the bandage is too thick, it is a little inconvenient for me to remove."

Su Xigui glanced at her, and took out a dagger from his bosom, "Use mine!"

The workmanship of the dagger was much more meticulous than the one she gave to Madame Hee-zhou. Yang Xinyu also found the symbol on the same place as the dagger, Liu Yi's.

This meant that Su Xigui was indeed not an ordinary person.

Yang Xinyu took the dagger. Her movements were fluid and natural.

She quickly cut open the wound and applied some herbs before wrapping the wound with a new piece of cloth.

In the blink of an eye, everything was complete.

Yang Xinyu still did not dare look at Su Xigui, she lowered her head and said: "Young Master Su, I will return this dagger to you."

Su Xigui did not catch the dagger, but heard his weak voice, which slowly sounded above his head: "Miss Yang, I swear to god, last night I did not see anything, I hope Miss did not take it to heart."

Yang Xinyu was startled, she raised her head and looked at his face.

Her chubby face was printed in his dark eyes, and his eyes were filled with sincerity.

Yang Xinyu hesitated, "I hope Young Master Su can pretend that everything that happened last night never happened."