"Be careful!" Jiang Yushu was startled and hastily reached out to help the patient, but she only grabbed the edge of the patient's clothes. Cuimei and others hurriedly stood up and rushed over.

"Young Master!" Hu Gang, the close servant, rushed forward and grabbed the patient in mid-air, but because they were young and thin and lacked physical strength, they both fell into the potato bush.

Hu Gang sat up suddenly, and together with Jiang Yushu, he supported the patient and asked with concern:

"Third brother? How are you? Where did you get hurt?"

"Sir? Sir, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Guo Hongzhe lay half-lying on his back, his face pale and sweat dripping down his temples. His eyes were wide open, his vision sometimes darkening, sometimes shimmering with stars. Everything he saw was either dark or brilliantly white. He could not make out the cacophony of questions and inquiries.

Seeing the patient's glaring eyes, Jiang Yushu didn't dare to let her guard down at all. She urged, "Where's Doctor Fang? Hurry and ask him to come and save him!"

"Oh, okay!"

Zou Gui just turned around and saw Fang Sheng hurriedly climbing up the gentle slope.

A group of people gathered around him. Jiang Yushu spoke quickly and briefly, "Doctor Fang! Azhe fell and is unresponsive. I don't know if he has heatstroke or is suffering from an illness."

"Let me see! Oh, I didn't see him for a while, how did he go up the hill? Hu Gang, you are so stupid, you should have stopped him." Fang Sheng panted, sat down, and treated him skillfully.

Hu Gang was uneasy and stammered, "The third young master, he, he--" He stammered, hung his head, and said nothing.

In the chaos, Jiang Yushu glanced at Hu Gang and did not bother to ask any questions. The group worked together to carry the patient down the mountain and sent him home to rest.

at night

The window was half open, and the autumn wind rushed in. Jiang Yushu stood in front of the bed, looking solemnly at the patient whose face was pale and bluish. After careful examination, there seemed to be a hint of gray in the bluish-white color.

"Ahem." Guo Hongzhe's face was pale and he looked dejected. He said with a guilty look on his face, "Second sister-in-law, I'm so sorry. I'm a burden again."

Jiang Yushu calmed herself down, her gentleness tinged with dignity as she bent down and said, "We understand you're ill and can't help it. Rest and recuperate. From now on, please stop being polite. It seems distant. Remember that?"

"But everyone in the family is busy, and I'm like a waste, dragging others down all the time. I feel really ashamed and embarrassed." In the quiet night of the remote mountain village, Guo Hongzhe tried his best to restrain himself, but his voice couldn't help but tremble, and he was depressed.

Everything was as expected. Jiang Yushu sighed inwardly, turned around and held out her hand. Cuimei hurriedly handed her a thick stack of manuscripts. She took them and piled them heavily on the edge of the couch with a "bang!"

"What, what is this?" Guo Hongzhe was startled and struggled to sit up.

Jiang Yushu smiled, picked up a manuscript, flipped through it, and replied seriously, "This is what I saw, heard, felt, and thought during my three thousand-mile journey north. It contains the customs and practices of various places. It's complicated and messy and needs to be sorted out. Unfortunately, I haven't had the time, so it's been gathering dust."

"On the way to Xicang, I saw you writing and drawing almost every day. Can I take a look?" Guo Hongzhe has a thin and pointed chin and a long and slender neck.

Jiang Yushu said calmly, "Of course! Actually, I want to ask my third brother for a favor."

"Ah? How can I help?" Guo Hongzhe looked up in surprise, holding the manuscript.

Jiang Yushu cleared her throat and said seriously, "I'm not afraid of being laughed at by everyone. I'm not very knowledgeable, but I love writing. With the encouragement of the Second Young Master, I decided to compile these manuscripts into a book as a souvenir! I wonder if Third Brother would be willing to help organize it?"

"From ancient times to the present, there have been few women who can write books. You are so amazing, girl!" Cuimei clapped her hands happily, feeling proud.

Xiao Tao sighed, "Young Madam, you are too modest. You are clearly very talented."

"When the book is finished, I wonder if we will have the honor to read it?" Doctor Fang Sheng asked jokingly.

Jiang Yushu remained calm and composed, and replied generously, "If you don't mind, feel free to take it and have a look! But I have a word of warning: if you laugh your teeth off, you will bear the consequences at your own risk. I won't be responsible."

"Hahaha~" Several people laughed heartily. Guo Hongzhe also laughed. He glanced through the manuscript and said nervously, "Thank you for your trust, second sister-in-law. But to be honest, I am very inexperienced and I am afraid I am not up to the task. What if I make it even more messy? Wouldn't that be terrible?"

Jiang Yushu raised an eyebrow and said readily, "Third brother, you're too modest. I've heard your second brother mention that you're talented and intelligent, often praised by our father and teacher since childhood. How could you not be able to organize such a mere manuscript? Is it because my handwriting is too ugly for you to see clearly?"

"No, no! This handwriting is beautiful and neat, not ugly at all." Guo Hongzhe shook his head hurriedly. His eyes lit up at the praise and he couldn't help asking, "Did Second Brother really praise me?"

Jiang Yushu nodded seriously.

"My second brother studied under Mr. Lu Zhidong. Compared to him, I can't even be called 'brilliant.'" Guo Hongzhe sincerely admired his brother, his eyes filled with envy as he lamented, "Mr. Lu is highly respected and a great scholar of our time. That year, countless descendants of nobles and talented young men vying to become his disciples, but Mr. Lu chose my second brother. How rare! If it weren't for the incident at home, he would have finished the provincial examination by now."

He was talented, handsome, and elegant. He was once a nobleman from a prominent family, but now he has become a fugitive and an exile. How unfortunate.

What is he doing at this moment? Fighting in battle? Patrolling the frontier?

Jiang Yushu was silent for a long moment, her eyes firm and bright as she spoke slowly, "Life is unpredictable, and the great changes our family has endured have indeed caused countless regrets. But now that things have come to this, dwelling on regrets is no longer enough to live. Life is full of hardships, and as the ancient saying goes, 'Heaven moves with vigor, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement.' Cheer up, and make sure you get through this." After a pause, she asked solemnly, "Although your second brother missed the provincial examination, he joined the army, bravely fighting and defending our country. Wasn't that also a display of loyalty to his country? Wasn't that also a fulfillment of his ambition?"

"...Yes." Guo Hongzhe was stunned.

Jiang Yushu stared intently and encouraged him, "It's a long journey of three thousand miles to be exiled. We've climbed mountains and crossed ridges in the wind and rain, and it's been so hard to get to Xicang. It's simply not easy. Whether it's being exiled or farming, only when you're alive can you have hope!"

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Fang Sheng agreed strongly, "Yes! Perhaps one day, our hardship will finally end and our happiness will reap rewards."

"Pray to the Buddha, let that day come soon." Cuimei clasped her hands together.

Jiang Yushu refused to allow any refusal. She instructed, "Third brother, the manuscript is now in your hands. Don't worry, take your time to edit it. I'll also invite the Second Young Master to write a preface, and I'll indicate that this book was edited by you." She narrowed her eyes and changed the subject, adding deliberately cunningly, "Well, it's better for three people to be embarrassed than for me to be embarrassed alone and not be ashamed to face others."

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"Hahaha~" Several people burst into laughter again.

Cuimei said happily: "Good idea!"

"Is it embarrassing? Aren't you afraid that I will secretly tell my second brother?" Guo Hongzhe felt ashamed in front of his sister-in-law who was of the same age.

Jiang Yushu raised her head, full of vigor, and said in feigned anger, "If he refuses to help, I will definitely grab his hand and force him to write the preface!"

Fang Sheng and others jumped up and down, cheering loudly.

Guo Hongzhe had never thought of writing a book in his life. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable sense of pride and said solemnly, "In that case, I will accept this task. Second sister-in-law, don't worry about being embarrassed. I will ask my second brother to help with the polishing."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you!" Jiang Yushu said in a firm voice.

It was the second watch of the night and the village was quiet, so quiet that one could hear the sound of pine trees in the mountains behind.

"Ah, the girl still has a way. Except for you, no one can persuade the third young master. He is depressed all day long." Cuimei bolted the window, turned and walked towards the bed. Xiaotao blew out the oil lamp. The three of them lived together and gave each other courage.

In the darkness, Jiang Yushu lay on her back, eyes closed, and said, "His illness is most aggravated by excessive worry. He should be resting and recuperating, but he is so depressed, how can he possibly be healthy? I don't know any medical skills, so I can only try to persuade him and assign him some tasks, so that he won't indulge in random thoughts and feel sad and depressed whenever he has free time."

Cuimei lay on her side, thought for a moment, and whispered, "We've been apart for a few months, and we were all curious about life in Changping County. So we caught Hu Gang and asked him about it. After repeated inquiries, he finally stammered out some information."

"What did he say?" In fact, Jiang Yushu could guess it without asking.

Cuimei sighed and told him sympathetically, "I heard that since settling in Changping to cultivate the land, the Third Young Master, who had forced his way from the capital to Xicang, has fallen ill. Not only has he had his old illness, but he's also had frequent headaches and fevers. He's so weak that he can't do any farm work at all. The Old Madam and the Eldest Young Master's Madam have been—in short, he's been constantly bullied and has had a hard time."

"Alas." The three of them became closer and closer, and Xiao Tao also opened up, revealing: "When the Marquis was alive, he had his father's love and care; when the second young master was at home, he had his brother's care. But in Changping County, the third young master has no one to rely on - uh, I deserve to die." Recalling the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law Wang, Xiao Tao fell silent in fear.

"Don't be afraid, we didn't hear anything."

Jiang Yushu said calmly, "Every family has its own problems. Family matters have always been a big problem, so there's no point in talking about them. We've done our best to take care of Ah Zhe, and we have no regrets. We hope he can cheer up and stop being so sad and depressed."

"Right!" Cuimei pulled up the quilt and yawned sleepily. "No one is here to make him angry, so his condition should get better."

Jiang Yushu sighed, "I hope so."

After that, Guo Hongzhe became very busy. During the day, he completed the light farm work arranged by his second sister-in-law, and at night he immersed himself in the manuscripts, organizing them enthusiastically, seriously and even seriously. Occasionally, the uncle and sister-in-law would argue with each other and would not give in, which alarmed the others and they had to hold back their laughter to smooth things over.

The autumn wind grows stronger, turning the grass and trees yellow and bringing October.

In the golden autumn of October, the potato leaves have withered and are ready to be harvested.

Early that morning, the village head called for helpers, and hundreds of people drove more than a dozen carts to collect grain. They were very excited and talked excitedly all the way.

Jiang Yushu was full of energy, walking quickly along the canal towards the potato field, thinking to herself for the umpteenth time:

Even though I'd dug up a few trees a while ago, I still couldn't calculate the exact yield per mu. What if it was too low? It would be embarrassing, and I wouldn't be able to report it to the authorities...

Just as she was anxiously considering this, the leading villagers suddenly stopped, pointed at the low slope ahead, and shouted in surprise:

"Hey, look, what's going on on the slope?"

"Wild boar, huh?"

"Oh no! A bunch of wild boars!"

"The beasts are here to steal the crops! I wonder how they knew there were potatoes in the field?"

"The beast has a good nose."

…

Jiang Yushu suddenly raised her head, looked intently, and instantly became furious. Without thinking, she ran to the hillside and shouted angrily, "Stop!" As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized her mistake and shouted again, "Shut up!"

The village head, Liu Sanping, glared angrily and shouted, "Fellow villagers, don't just stand there. Come with me and drive them away!"