"That's true."
"We will live here for a long time, and we will eventually change everyone's opinion of us. Besides, in this small city of Youzhou, it's normal for everyone to only care about themselves. After all, we are the criminals."
The first half of Wei Che's sentence sounded quite sunny, but towards the end, it became rather desolate.
Back at the dilapidated house, everyone in the Wei family sat together in an extremely depressing atmosphere.
After hearing about their experiences, Wei Yunrou frowned and unconsciously clenched her fists. She said angrily, "Just because we're exiles, should we be despised like this? Even repairing our house is so difficult?"
There was a glint of anger and resentment in her eyes, and she felt extremely indignant about this unfair treatment.
Su Huaiyue patted her hand gently, and comforted her gently but firmly: "Don't be discouraged, there will always be a way. Let's do it ourselves first and do as much as we can."
Her voice was like a spring breeze, gently soothing Wei Yunrou's excited emotions.
In the early morning, the biting cold wind howled unhindered, like a pair of extremely sharp knives, scraping fiercely on everyone's faces, freezing their cheeks so much that they couldn't help but shiver all over.
Everyone in the Wei family came to the yard early, ready to start a day of repair work.
Mrs. Wei San rubbed her red, frozen hands, sniffed, and said, "It's really cold today. My hands are almost frozen."
Su Huaiyue tightened her clothes and said with a smile, "Third sister-in-law, once this yard is cleaned up, you'll feel warm inside and won't feel cold anymore."
The weeds were dry and hard, like sharp steel needles. Every time I pulled a handful out, it hurt my hands.
Aunt Wei frowned and complained, "These weeds are so hard to deal with. They seem to have taken root in the ground."
Su Huaiyue straightened up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and encouraged everyone: "Everyone work harder. After clearing these weeds, the yard will be much brighter. We are one step closer to repairing the house."
After hearing this, everyone went back to work.
At the same time, Wei Che was busy picking up the collapsed bricks and stones of the courtyard wall and rebuilding it.
Then he climbed onto the roof and began to repair the broken tiles.
The roof was steep and slippery, and he would fall down if he was not careful, but he was not afraid at all and moved his feet carefully.
Su Huaiyue looked up from below, her face full of worry as she shouted, "Wei Che, be careful, don't worry."
Wei Che stopped what he was doing, looked down at Su Huaiyue, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. Don't just stare at me, pay more attention to yourself and don't get tired."
After saying that, he concentrated on laying the new tiles neatly one by one.
The children were not idle either. They ran around in the yard and helped pass tools.
Wei Li ran to Wei Che excitedly, holding a small hammer, and said with a raised face, "Uncle, I brought you a hammer. I can help you too!"
Wei Che took the hammer and patted Wei Li's head: "Li'er is so good. She will definitely be a good helper when she grows up."
After hearing this, Wei Li smiled widely and ran to deliver tools to others.
The little figure happily shuttled back and forth in the busy work, with his tender face full of seriousness and concentration, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to the cold and hard repair work.
But just when everyone was working hard, Wei Ersao was secretly slacking off.
She sat bored in the corner, watching others busy themselves, but she herself remained indifferent, occasionally yawning and stretching.
Madam Wei saw it immediately, and her usually kind face instantly turned cold. She walked over quickly and said sternly, "Nifeng, everyone is working hard for this family, and you're slacking off here. How can you feel comfortable with that? Look at everyone else, they're all exhausted and their backs ached, yet they're still gritting their teeth and persevering. Are you the only one who's special?"
Mrs. Wei's face flushed instantly, and she muttered softly, "I...I'll just rest for a while. This work is too tiring. I really can't do it anymore."
Madam Wei snorted coldly, "Working hard? Everyone is tired! The Wei family is now in Youzhou, with no relatives. We rely on the joint efforts of our family. If you still want to stay in this family, don't be lazy and work quickly! If everyone is like you, when will this house be repaired? How will we live here in the future?"
Wei Ersao didn't dare to say anything more. She lowered her head, picked up the tools dejectedly, and joined in the work.
At noon, the sun was high in the sky and the wind was a little cool, but it could not blow away the Wei family's expectations for a new life.
Su Huaiyue wanted to buy some daily necessities, so she decided to go to the market to buy some.
The market is bustling with people coming and going.
The streets are filled with various stalls, some selling fresh fruits and vegetables, some selling handicrafts, and some selling steaming hot breakfasts. The sounds of shouting and bargaining are intertwined.
Su Huaiyue, dressed in a simple coarse cloth, moved among the bustling crowd, his eyes occasionally scanning the stalls, paying attention to the items he needed.
Just as she passed by a vegetable stall, she suddenly noticed that the stall owner was not in a good state.
The uncle's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead, and even when he wiped them with his worn sleeves, they still couldn't be stopped.
His body was trembling slightly, but he still forced a smile and greeted customers.
Su Huaiyue's heart tightened. Her instinct as a doctor made her step forward immediately and ask with concern, "Uncle, what's wrong with you? You look very unwell."
The uncle forced a smile, his voice slightly hoarse: "Girl, it's okay, I just feel weak all over recently. Maybe you are tired. Just take a rest and you will be fine."
Su Huaiyue could see that the uncle's symptoms were more than just fatigue. She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with worry, and insisted, "Uncle, I know some medical skills. Let me take a look at you. If there is any problem, we can get treatment early. If we delay, a minor illness may turn into a major one, and then it will be troublesome."
After Su Huaiyue's repeated persuasion, the uncle finally agreed.
Su Huaiyue gently pulled the uncle's hand and carefully took his pulse, feeling the ups and downs of the pulse with her fingers, her expression focused.
Then she asked the uncle to stick out his tongue and carefully observed the color and condition of the tongue coating.
After a diagnosis, Su Huaiyue had already made a judgment in his mind.
She took out some carefully selected herbs from the medicine bag she carried with her and handed them to the uncle: "Uncle, you are suffering from a deficiency of Qi and blood, coupled with overwork, which has led to your physical weakness."
"Take these herbs home and boil them twice a day. Each time, boil the water over high heat, then reduce the heat and simmer for about half an hour. Drink them while they're hot, then rest well. You'll feel better soon."
The uncle took the herbs with a doubtful look and thanked him repeatedly: "Miss, thank you so much. If you can really get better, I will definitely thank you very much."
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