Song Yun planned to take another day off tomorrow to go to town to buy daily necessities. There were many things needed for the kitchen, but she didn't even have a proper cooking spatula.
Thinking she would be going to town tomorrow, Song Yun ran back to the woodshed to get some paper and pen to write a letter. She had been so busy since arriving in Qinghe Village that she hadn't been to town, so naturally she hadn't had the chance to write to Yang Lifen. This was a good opportunity to mail the letter.
She couldn't just send letters, so she thought for a while, took a bag of flour, went out, and walked around the village. She exchanged the bag of flour for two large bags of mountain products, dried bamboo shoots, dried mushrooms, black fungus, and two air-dried chickens. She packed them all carefully and would send them to Yang Lifen together tomorrow.
Song Yun planned to give Bai Qingxia acupuncture in the evening, so she did not go out in the afternoon. She boiled the silver needles she had just used in the deserted courtyard in boiling water, and then started to weave the kang mat that was about to be used. Ziyi followed and learned from her. The little guy who used to learn everything quickly failed in weaving the kang mat this time. His fingers were blistered and cut a few small holes. He was unable to weave a decent kang mat. In the end, he went to practice throwing stones in anger.
Song Yun was amused and comforted him, "You can't be too perfect. You can't know everything and learn everything well. You've already made some progress. I dare say that no child in this area can be as good as you."
Ziyi was coaxed instantly and grinned foolishly. It turned out that in his sister's heart, he was such a naughty child.
After weaving the kang mat, there was still some time left, and there were quite a few bamboo strips left. Song Yun simply continued her work and used the remaining bamboo strips to weave two bamboo boxes with lids. She gave them to her parents in the evening to put some clothes and daily necessities in them.
As it got dark, Song Yun took Ziyi to the sunny slope of the mountain.
When Bai Qingxia was being given acupuncture, Song Hao and Song Ziyi were watching from the side, one with a look of shock and the other with admiration.
One of them seems to be saying: How come my daughter is so awesome?
One of them seemed to be saying: My sister is so awesome!
After the acupuncture treatment, Bai Qingxia felt a distinct difference. Before the acupuncture, it felt like a huge rock was pressing on her chest, making it difficult to breathe. But now, the rock seemed to have been removed, and she felt her breathing was much smoother, and she felt more relaxed than ever before.
"How do you feel?" Song Hao asked nervously.
It's not that he doesn't trust his daughter, it's just that she is too young. He can't imagine how deeply such a young daughter can learn acupuncture, but he has a faint hope in his heart.
Bai Qingxia smiled and said, "I'm fine. It's better than ever before. It seems to be unblocked here. I feel comfortable." Bai Qingxia pointed to her chest.
Song Yun helped her mother pull down her clothes. "It takes two more injections to complete a course of treatment. We'll see the results in a while."
After Song Yun put the needles into her bag, Bai Qingxia stood up, took Song Yun's hand, and asked what Song Hao was dying to know, "Xiao Yun, who did you learn these medical skills from? Didn't they say your adoptive mother treated you badly? Why did they send you to study medicine?"
Song Yun had already prepared the answer to this question and was waiting for them to ask.
"They didn't send me to study medicine. I secretly became a disciple myself. They didn't know, and my master wouldn't let me tell them for fear of causing trouble."
After hearing this, the couple understood that their daughter must be extremely talented, and was noticed by the old doctor, who secretly took her as his disciple.
Since the medical student had found a way out, this topic was skipped. After chatting for a few minutes, Song Yun went to the next room. Surprisingly, Qi Mo Nan, whom she had seen during the day, was gone, and his luggage was not in the room. Did he go back?
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