"Let me do it." At this moment, Jiang Liu came over and wanted to take the firewood stick from Qiu Dazhi's hand.

When Huaiyuan fell on hard times, she had no choice but to learn how to cook.

"Second sister-in-law, you can rest here." Qiu Dazhi began to imitate Qiu Dafu's earlier actions, adding firewood one piece at a time.

Jiang Liu stepped back, glanced at Qiu Dafu, and saw him cutting mutton. She just said, "I'll help."

Qiu Dafu smiled and shook his head, "Liu'er, you can't do these things."

Jiang Liu: "Who says I can't do it?"

It's just cutting meat, isn't it? She just didn't do it well.

However, she quietly withdrew because of Qiu Dafu's insistence.

Looking at Jiang Liu, Qiu Dazhi suddenly felt envious of his second brother and sister-in-law's relationship.

"Second brother, when did you learn to cook?" Qiu Dazhi asked in a low voice.

Qiu Dafu: "I always will."

In the past, whenever he returned home, his family never left him any food.

...

Near the mountain, three women with different personalities gathered together.

As for why, it's because they share a common identity.

That was Qiu Ling'er's master.

Song Jiao is well-educated, poised, and otherworldly, untouched by worldly affairs.

The White Dew season exudes a restrained charm, with its frosty beauty and proud spirit, yet it is undaunted by dangers and stubbornly adheres to principles.

Qin Susu is straightforward, forthright, and unconventional, not bothered by formalities or trivial matters.

Of the three, only Qin Susu kept the conversation flowing, sometimes giggling and sometimes laughing heartily.

Qiu Ling'er spent the entire morning practicing the zither and martial arts, and she was exhausted.

He had just stopped practicing martial arts and was sitting on a tree stump, panting heavily.

Gu Xiaoran and his Lightning also joined in, but because he often caused trouble, he inevitably became disliked.

Gu Xiaoran was having a great time, following Qiu Ling'er's small figure and wielding the wooden sword that Gu Qian had given him.

Just when Qin Susu thought they could play freely and without restraint, she heard Bai Lu say goodbye, suddenly get up, and turn away from the nearby mountain.

It's obvious that she went to visit Qin Feng.

Remembering the important task Qiu Yan had entrusted to her, Qin Susu followed behind.

When only Qiu Ling'er, Song Jiao, and Gu Xiaoran remained in the forest, Song Jiao took out Qiu Ling'er's seven-stringed zither.

"Ling'er, let's continue practicing the zither."

"Master Song Jiao, aren't you going back with them?"

"I'll go back later." When Song Jiao arrived, she went to see Qin Feng, but he was still unconscious, just like yesterday.

Although she did not know how Qin Feng was injured, she knew why he was injured.

This made her feel uneasy, and she resented her brother for not listening to her advice.

Qiu Ling'er sat before the zither, and a beautiful melody of "High Mountains and Flowing Water" filled the air, permeating the entire nearby mountainside.

Her beautiful melody made the villagers around her, who were busy gathering firewood, stop what they were doing.

Even Gu Xiaoran and his Lightning, who were standing to the side, became quiet and focused on appreciating the scene.

Inside the room, Qin Feng's eyes remained closed, showing no signs of waking up.

Gu Qian sat to one side, pondering a strategy to defeat the enemy.

Qiu Yan, on the other hand, quietly analyzed Qin Feng's condition and continued to prescribe medicine for him.

"Last time, he suffered a crushing defeat at your hands, and his body was severely damaged. This time, his condition has worsened again, with numerous external injuries and serious internal injuries, making recovery somewhat difficult."

Gu Qian: "As long as they don't die, that's fine."

He wanted to capture Qin Feng alive, but this man was as slippery as an eel.

Qiu Yan: "With me here, he won't die."

She picked up her pen and wrote another prescription. "Gu Qian, go ahead without worry, I'll take care of things here."