He Tiantian's thoughtfulness made Zuo Li and Xiang Rong very happy and gratified.
"Since you say so, we'll keep this kindness in mind," Xiang Rong said. Now was not the time to be aloof; they needed the rabbit pelts. Although the winters here weren't as dry and cold as those in the north, they were a damp cold, a chill that could seep into your bones.
With these rabbit pelts, their lives would be greatly improved, and they remembered this kindness.
“The trap you mentioned is a good idea. Anyway, we have nothing to do, and we can’t stand staying indoors all day. From now on, we’ll go hunting with you.” Zuo Li said, “Come on, it’s time to eat. Let’s go back and dig the trap this afternoon.”
From an angle unseen by them, He Tiantian rolled her eyes. It seemed that if she wanted to secretly get something in the future, she would have to either go directly to the barrier space through the Snake King or go up the mountain in the middle of the night.
The three of them went down the mountain, and He Tiantian and Qi Xiaoyan went home together.
"How's your learning going?" He Tiantian asked. "You seem so happy, did Grandma Wang praise you?"
Qi Xiaoyan is a very simple girl; her happiness and unhappiness are always written on her face.
“Yes,” Qi Xiaoyan said. “She said I am very talented and that if I keep working hard, I will definitely become an excellent singer in the future.”
If He Tiantian had said it, Qi Xiaoyan would have taken it as encouragement from her good friend. But it was different when Professor Wang said it. After all, Professor Wang rarely praised others, and she was also a strict teacher. Every word she said was based on facts.
"Then keep it up!" He Tiantian encouraged. "When you become famous, give me your autograph!"
He Tiantian unconsciously revealed the first reaction of ordinary people in her past life when they saw celebrities: not to marvel at their looks, but to ask for autographs. Those they liked could be treasured; those they didn't could be sold.
"Signature? Where do I sign it?" Qi Xiaoyan asked, puzzled. She was just an ordinary rural girl from this era and didn't know anything about these things.
"An autograph means you've become famous, and I'm your fan, so you write your name on my clothes or in my notebook as a souvenir," He Tiantian explained. That's how it was done, that's how it was shown on TV in my past life.
Hearing He Tiantian's explanation, Qi Xiaoyan's eyes widened even more. Aren't fans supposed to be edible? How did Sister Tiantian become a fan?
Qi Xiaoyan was very clever and quickly realized that the vermicelli that Sister Tiantian was talking about was definitely not the vermicelli she usually ate.
"What are fans? And I know what it means to write names in a notebook, but why write names on clothes?" Qi Xiaoyan asked, puzzled. How could she wear perfectly good clothes if she wrote on them? She couldn't understand anything Sister Tian was saying. Were rural girls really that much worse than city girls?
He Tiantian was also confused. In her understanding, the more she explained, the more questions would arise.
"Actually, it's nothing. You'll understand when you become a famous singer," He Tiantian said, ultimately deciding not to tell Qi Xiaoyan, lest she ask more and more questions that she wouldn't be able to answer.
"Alright then." Seeing that He Tiantian wasn't going to say anything more, Qi Xiaoyan guessed that it wasn't anything important, so she didn't ask any further.
The two walked forward together, when Qi Xiaoyan suddenly stopped, clutching her chest, her face pale, and sweat beading on her forehead.
"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, what's wrong?" He Tiantian hurriedly helped Qi Xiao Yan up and asked, "Where do you feel unwell?"
"I...I was probably too happy and didn't notice..." Qi Xiaoyan said weakly, her lips pale. "My medicine..."
"Where is your medicine?" He Tiantian asked as she put Qi Xiaoyan down by the roadside and felt her pockets, but after searching several pockets, she couldn't find the medicine.
Qi Xiaoyan's face darkened further, and she stammered, "At...at the livestock team...I forgot to take..."
"Xiao Yan, hang in there, I'll carry you back to take your medicine," He Tiantian said quickly. Anyway, Qi Xiaoyan wasn't heavy, and she could carry her and jog, getting to the livestock team quickly. If she left Qi Xiaoyan by the roadside, He Tiantian wouldn't feel comfortable leaving her alone, and the round trip would take a long time.
Qi Xiaoyan was unable to speak anymore, and He Tiantian didn't care about anything else. She just wanted to carry Qi Xiaoyan back to the livestock team as quickly as possible and give her medicine.
Just then, He Tiantian heard the Snake King's voice in her ears, saying, "If you keep running forward, this little lady is doomed."
He Tiantian quickly stopped. Right, how could she have forgotten the Snake King at such a crucial moment?
"Snake King, please save Xiao Yan!" He Tiantian quickly put Qi Xiao Yan down again, making her lie flat, hoping that the Snake King would save her. She had spoken to the Snake King before, and he had promised to save Qi Xiao Yan.
The Snake King knew that Qi Xiaoyan was very important to He Tiantian, and given the urgency of the situation, it couldn't deliberately make things difficult for the Snake King. It said, "My magic can only keep her alive. If you want her to recover, you must..."
"What do you mean by 'must'?" He Tiantian was very dissatisfied. When it came to the crucial point, she stopped talking. Did she want to wait until someone died before saying anything?
Besides, what's the point of talking about it after someone is dead?
"I must use your blood!" the Snake King said unhurriedly. "Your blood is the source of my cultivation power, and it has many wonderful uses. As long as an ordinary person is still alive, they can live and even recover their health, becoming even healthier than an ordinary person."
It's just blood, isn't it?
Didn't the public service advertisement say that donating blood twice a year, 400 ml each time, will not have any negative effects on your health?
Besides, the Snake King drinks so much blood every month, what's a little more for Qi Xiaoyan?
If this amount of health can restore Qi Xiaoyan to her health, then this is enough.
"How do we get this blood into Qi Xiaoyan's mouth?" He Tiantian said calmly. Before going to Nanshi, her aunt had just left a few days ago and then provided some blood to the Snake King. Giving some to Qi Xiaoyan now should not be a problem.
I've been eating well lately, and we still have plenty of meat and bones at home. I'll make soup to help me recover from the blood loss.
“If you bite your finger, she will automatically suck it out,” the Snake King said, adding that her blood was a top-quality elixir.
He Tiantian quickly bit her finger and put it into Qi Xiaoyan's mouth, whispering, "Drink up, and you'll recover your health."
He Tiantian smiled bitterly. She had been reborn at fifteen, not only younger but also facing a series of unexpected events that she had to deal with proactively. While actively making friends, she received help from others, and she wanted to repay those who had been kind to her. (To be continued.)
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