The door creaked open.

Xu Xiuping walked in with a bowl of medicine.

Feng Yijia seemed to have heard nothing, and turned her head to call out affectionately, "Aunt Xu!"

"I'm glad you woke up. Your uncle Zhang and I were really scared yesterday."

As Xu Xiuping spoke, she walked over and placed the medicine on the bedside cabinet. She touched Feng Yijia's forehead and said, "Finally, the fever has subsided. He had a high fever again last night, and your uncle Zhang used up all the rhinoceros horns that his family had inherited.

If you don't get rid of the fever, all the signs he's put up over the years will fall on you!"

Feng Yijia had been groggy all night and didn't even realize he had a fever. He apologized, "I'm sorry to bother you!"

"What's the trouble? Your Uncle Zhang does this.

As long as you are well!"

Xu Xiuping looked at the man as she spoke, and was relieved to see that although his face was pale, he was still in good spirits.

He handed the medicine bowl to the man and urged him, "It has just cooled down, drink it quickly.

I'll bring you food after you finish drinking. It's already this late, you must be hungry!"

Feng Yijia smelled the strange Chinese medicine in the bowl and put it in his mouth without saying a word.

He gulped down the medicine, mouthful after mouthful, and then swept his lips stained with the medicine with the tip of his tongue, just like a child who had just eaten a rare candy.

The worst thing about being a ghost is that you can’t eat and can’t taste the bitterness or sweetness of food.

She had rarely eaten a full meal during her lifetime, but after her death, as time passed, the food on everyone's table became more and more sumptuous.

But you can only look at it, you can't even smell it.

Now, after decades, she still cherishes and satisfies herself when she drinks a bowl of Chinese medicine that is difficult for ordinary people to swallow.

Seeing her like this, Xu Xiuping felt so distressed and thought that she was really hungry, so she hurried out to bring over the food she had specially prepared for her.

A bowl of vegetable porridge, a bowl of steamed eggs, and a plate of cold beans.

It has nothing to do with sumptuousness, but Feng Yijia couldn't take his eyes off the dishes as soon as he entered the house.

The long-lost aroma of onion, garlic and vinegar made my throat roll and my saliva almost flooded.

But before putting the food into his mouth, he still remembered to thank her: "Thank you, Auntie!"

“Eat quickly if you’re hungry.

Why are you being so polite to Auntie?

Seeing that everyone had started eating, Xu Xiuping sat aside and began to nag: "You, I don't know what to say. Sometimes it's not a good thing for a person to be too strong-willed.

Especially you, a helpless girl.

Tell me, if you had listened to me and come to live at our house last time, why did you faint alone at our door yesterday?

How dangerous! If anything were to happen, we wouldn't be able to sit here and chat today."

"You have to listen to me this time and just stay at your aunt's house peacefully.

Your father saved your Uncle Zhang's life, so it's only natural that you stay with us for a few days. Don't overthink things at such a young age!"

Hearing this, Feng Yijia raised his head from the porridge bowl, swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I'll live here, aunt, please don't talk about my father anymore.

Back then, I just put in a little effort and didn't do anything else. It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that I saved my life.

Besides, it happened many years ago. My aunt has been taking care of me all these years, and Uncle Zhang has saved me many times.

Otherwise, I would have been sick several times and couldn't get over it. If I really counted it all, I should have owed my aunt's family more."

"Okay, let's not talk about who owes whom.

Just agree to stay." Xu Xiuping said happily.

The couple always missed this girl because she was just like her father, an honest and grateful person.

After the accommodation was settled, Feng Yijia finished his meal and put down his bowl and chopsticks.

Xu Xiuping then pulled the person aside and asked carefully, "Girl, why are you so badly injured?

Yesterday I spent a long while cleaning your wound, applying medicine and bandaging it."

Feng Yijia paused, didn't tell the truth, and said perfunctorily: "I accidentally fell while chopping wood, and this happened!"

Mengjia Village is surrounded by mountains with complex and changeable terrain, and there are always several people who fall and get injured every year.

Xu Xiuping didn't think much about it when she heard it, she just sighed and said, "Oh, it's hard for you, you have to do everything yourself.

I'd rather do things slowly in the future, safety is the most important thing."

"Yeah, I know!"

"Okay, just continue to lie down and sleep. Getting more sleep will help your wound heal.

I'll go catch a chicken and stew it to nourish your body.

He was already incredibly skinny, and now that he's injured, he looks even thinner!"

Xu Xiuping said this without caring about other people's reactions, and she cleaned up the dishes and left the house.

Feng Yijia watched the figure disappear quickly, shook his head and smiled.

In the past, I didn't want to be taken care of too much by others because I had nothing. A piece of meat or a piece of candy were very precious things in her eyes. If I took too much without giving anything in return, I would feel bad.

Some people say that too many lice won't itch, and too many debts won't worry you. However, Feng Yijia feels that no matter what kind of debt it is, too much of it will make her anxious.

Now that I'm reborn, I'm not afraid anymore. The decades I've spent wandering in the mountains weren't in vain.

It's still possible to make something to cover the accommodation and food expenses.

The most important thing now is to heal her wounds first. Her enemies are still alive and well after she is reborn, so she can't just lie in bed all the time.

With this thought in mind, Feng Yijia spent the whole day either eating or sleeping.

In the morning, there were golden and tender eggs and fragrant vegetable porridge; at noon, there was a bowl of chicken soup noodles with the oil skimmed off; in the evening, there was a bowl of chicken soup wontons with chicken stuffing. After eating all these, Feng Yijia's original resentment towards Dr. Zhang disappeared.

On Meng Sheng's side, it was almost dusk and after a day's journey, he finally reached the county town by ox cart.

Baishui County is located by the mountains and rivers and has a long history, but it is not very large. There are only four main streets in the shape of a crisscross in the entire county, and all government agencies, schools, factories, and shops are distributed along these streets.

It is now 1983, and the spring breeze of reform and opening up has already reached this remote inland town.

In the evening, you can see various vendors selling cooked food, fruits and vegetables, and meat on the street, and business seems to be pretty good.

Meng Chengliang bought two roast chickens and two pounds of braised pork from a street stall and put them on the ox cart. He spent nearly twelve yuan without using any meat coupons before driving the ox cart to Meng Jiefang's house again.

Meng Jiefang's home is in a small alley not far from the Public Security Bureau. It is a small courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles, one bright room and two dark rooms, plus two side rooms on each side. It is very spacious for his family of four. It is said that his family also has a dormitory in the staff building of the Public Security Bureau.

So whenever anyone from the Mengjia Brigade came to the city for something, as long as they had a say, they would usually stay at his house.

Of course, most people feel embarrassed to stay for free, so they always bring some things to ensure that others don’t get any advantage.

Now that Meng Sheng has a grudge against someone, it's a good thing he doesn't bring a knife with him. It's impossible for him to spend money to give gifts.

Pretending that he saw nothing, he followed Meng Chengliang to the door empty-handed.