Chapter 14

The old man’s surname is Qi and his given name is Huaiyu. The Qi family’s ancestors have been doctors, and Qi Huaiyu is the tenth generation.

Ten years ago, the Qi family was considered a prominent family in Heilongjiang Province.

But now his family business is declining, and not only his apprentices but even his own children have cut ties with him.

Talking about the past, Qi Huaiyu still had resentment in his heart, “The old man has been practicing medicine and saving lives for half his life, but he failed to teach his apprentice and rebellious son well. You should stay away from them when you see them in the future. These people are bad from the root.”

“good.”

Song Li followed Qi Huaiyu to where he lived. There were two thatched huts, one for living and one for cooking. It was as dilapidated as the He family’s.

She walked around, took note of what was missing, and waited to supply it for him later.

After getting the ginseng seeds, Qi Huaiyu gave her a medical book.

The Qi family has been practicing medicine for so many years and has its own tradition.

“Take it and read it first. If you don’t understand, come and ask me.”

“Yes, Master.”

Song Li took it solemnly and suddenly felt that he had a sense of mission.

In her previous life, she had witnessed the cruelty of the end of the world and knew how precious and fragile life was. If she could practice medicine and save lives, perhaps her time travel would have meaning.

After leaving Qi’s house, Song Li first went to buy rice and flour, and then quietly took out a basket of potatoes and cabbage from the space. She saw that Qi’s kitchen was empty.

Just think about it, no one would buy Qi Huaiyu’s seeds. If he hadn’t met her, he would probably continue to starve.

In addition to food, she also prepared cotton-padded jackets, cotton pants, thermos, hot water bottles and other daily necessities for Qi Huaiyu.

When it was delivered, Qi Huaiyu’s eyes turned red several times, but she still looked proud.

“Just buy some food, don’t buy anything else. If you spend lavishly, you won’t have to worry about going broke.”

“Don’t worry, I have money. Besides, this is a gift from the disciple to the master, so you can keep it with peace of mind.”

“Okay, I don’t know you yet. You’re a notorious fat sheep in the black market. How much money can withstand you doing this? Wait, I’ll give you something.”

Qi Huaiyu said this and turned back to the bedroom. When he came out he was holding a small yellow croaker in his hand.

“Although I can’t spend this thing now, I can guarantee that it will be useful in the future. I don’t have anything good to give you as a gift for becoming my disciple, so just keep this in the bottom of your box.”

“Master… this is too precious.”

Song Li didn’t want it, Qi Huaiyu snorted coldly, “No matter how valuable it is, it’s just a dead thing. If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t have survived this winter. Just take it if I give it to you. Your master doesn’t need this little thing.”

Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, so why wouldn’t he leave something for himself to save his life?

But in this world, ten thousand ounces of gold are not as good as a pound of rice or flour. If you can’t spend it, it’s useless.

“Then consider it as your food expenses. I will bring you delicious food next time. Your apprentice is a good cook.” The old man was firm in his attitude, and Song Li couldn’t refuse in the end.

“Okay, then I’ll wait and eat.”

After Song Li returned home, she did not pick up the children first. Instead, she baked a plate of date cakes, put two pieces in a bamboo box and went to Zhao’s house.

Zhao Fengzhu helped her so much, she should show her appreciation.

The last time she saw Zhao Fengzhu, her face looked pale. It should be due to deficiency of qi and blood, so it was just right to use date cake to replenish it.

The Zhao family had just finished their meal, and when they saw her coming to visit, Aunt Zhang’s face instantly fell.

“What are you doing here?!”

In the entire Daxingtun, Aunt Zhang looks down on Song Li the most.

Arrogant and selfish, he managed to get a good marriage just because he had a good face.

Her daughter Zhuzi is sensible and capable, no different from Song Li. Why doesn’t she have such a good life as her?

The more Aunt Zhang thought about it, the more unbalanced she felt.

Song Li ignored her and looked at Zhao Fengzhu.

“Sister Fengzhu, this is the date cake I made myself. I brought it to you to try.”

Zhao Fengzhu lowered her head and wiped the table. She paused when she heard Song Li’s words.

“No, just take it back.”

“That’s right, my bamboo doesn’t want your things. Who knows if you poisoned them?”

Aunt Zhang yelled that she always felt that Song Li had bad intentions.

“This jujube cake is good for your health because it replenishes your blood. You helped me, so I’m giving it to you as a gift. If you still don’t want it, just throw it away.”

After Song Li said this, Zhao Fengzhu had no choice but to accept it.

After the people left, Aunt Zhang looked at the bamboo box with disgust.

“What date cake? She has barely been in the kitchen many times, it’s strange that she can cook. Aren’t you afraid of getting diarrhea after eating it? Mom will throw it away for you.”

Aunt Zhang was about to throw it away, but Zhao Fengzhu defended her, “It’s food after all, so don’t waste it.”

“Zhu Zi, did you believe what she said about replenishing qi and blood?”

Zhao Fengzhu had a miscarriage, but her uncle Zhao refused to let her go to the hospital because he was afraid that his daughter would bring shame to him.

Although Aunt Zhang has a hot temper, she dares not say a word at home.

Zhao Fengzhu’s health has never been good and his face is as pale as paper.

“If you want to replenish your blood, I’ll buy you some red dates. We don’t want hers! Once you’re well, it will be easier to find a partner next year. I’ll also find you an officer who will be no worse than He Linyuan.”

Zhao Fengzhu clenched the bamboo box tightly and said, “I don’t want to get married again.”

There are so many fickle men in the world, how could a good man be attracted to her?

Aunt Zhang slapped her and said, “What nonsense are you talking about? Every woman should get married and have children. You are only 26 years old now, and you have many good days ahead of you.”

Will she have a good life?

Zhao Fengzhu felt sad and went into her room carrying the bamboo box.

……

Song Li went to pick up her two children in the evening, and when she came back in the afternoon she baked the date cakes.

Regardless of whether Xiang Qian can sell it or not, she has to prepare first.

And she has space, so if she really can’t sell them, she can just keep them in the space and eat them slowly.

The two children missed their mother terribly after not seeing her for a day.

Qingqing held her in her arms and told Song Li everything she had eaten and played that day.

Naturally, he also told the story that Zhang Xiu locked up the date cake and did not give it to his family to eat.

“Mom, the date cake is so delicious, why did grandma lock it up?”

Qingqing couldn’t understand why. When she saw something delicious, she wanted to eat it right away and couldn’t put it down at all.

Song Li smiled and said, “Because grandma wants to give it to uncle, just like Qingqing, she will think of her brother when there is something delicious.”

“Qingqing still thinks about mom and dad.”

“Well, Qingqing baby is the best.”

Song Li kissed her, making the little girl giggle for a long time before stopping.

“But mom, my little uncle really wants to eat it, and so do sister Xiaohua, my second uncle and the others. Grandma should just leave some for my eldest uncle.”

Song Li didn’t know how to respond to Qingqing’s words. Among the four children in the Song family, except for the original owner, Zhang Xiu was most partial to the eldest son, Song Chengye.

The eldest and the second oldest were two years apart in age, but Zhang Xiu only paid for Song Chengye to go to high school.

Now when I have something delicious, I think of him first.

Song Li patted her daughter’s head, not wanting her to be exposed to the thoughts of adults too early, “Then tomorrow, Qingqing baby will be given to my uncle and his family to share, okay?”

“Okay!” Qingqing nodded heavily.

At the old Song family, Li Guizhi was also talking to Song Chengcai about her mother-in-law’s partiality.