Because I got roasted by Xie Yan this morning!
Zheng Hedong was filled with resentment that day.
Old Harden, harboring resentment, is far more formidable than young Harden.
Xie Yan was completely bossed around that day! And the way the other party directed him was so reasonable and justified that even though Xie Yan knew that the old man had bad intentions, he could only silently endure it.
Who told him he couldn't refute it!
Looking at Xie Yan, who was busy and sweating profusely, Zheng Hedong felt relieved!
Sigh! It's more fun to mess with other people!
After he had rested enough, he turned to look at the medicinal herbs Xie Yan had prepared.
To be honest, I'm always amazed every time I see it!
Zheng Hedong recalled the first time he stepped into Xie Yan's pharmacy. His eyes were involuntarily drawn to the prepared medicinal herbs in the room. These herbs were prepared very well, and their medicinal effects were almost perfectly preserved.
Moreover, the quantity of medicinal herbs here is also quite considerable!
In this special period when traditional Chinese medicine is treated like a plague, the sight of this room full of medicinal herbs seems like a scene from another world.
His heart, long filled with hatred and resentment, felt a long-lost warmth the moment he saw these medicinal herbs, as if a ray of sunshine had shone into it.
Xie Yan noticed Zheng Hedong's slightly surprised gaze, a smile appeared on his face, and he explained, "These medicinal herbs, I dug them up one by one from the mountains around us."
Zheng Hedong quickly looked away, looking somewhat embarrassed, and stammered, "I...I didn't mean anything by it."
Xie Yan was somewhat puzzled, not quite understanding what Zheng Hedong meant by those words.
However, seeing that his expression was not quite right, he didn't ask any more questions. "Mr. Zheng, let's begin."
Zheng Hedong quickly nodded, "Okay!"
Next came the thank-you banquet. Following Zheng Hedong's instructions, he diligently got to work, beginning his busy and tedious daily routine.
Strangely enough, this feeling of openly learning from others filled Xie Yan with energy, and he didn't even feel tired anymore.
Zheng Hedong would eat breakfast and lunch here every day.
When Zheng Hedong first saw meat on the dinner table, he could hardly believe his eyes.
He carefully picked up a piece and put it in his mouth; the familiar aroma of meat instantly bloomed on his taste buds.
However, after taking only one bite, he dared not touch it again, his heart filled with worry, fearing that Xie Yan and his wife would think he was greedy and would not let him enjoy such treatment next time.
At first, Xie Yan did not notice anything unusual about Zheng Hedong.
It wasn't until she noticed he was only occasionally touching the food on the table that she quickly used serving chopsticks to put some food on his plate and asked with concern, "Mr. Zheng, is the food not to your liking? Why aren't you eating?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at him with a smile, appearing very caring.
This overly lavish treatment startled Zheng Hedong, who had suffered greatly. He quickly began to eat, saying between bites, "Delicious, delicious."
Seeing that he was eating so heartily, Xie Yan nodded in satisfaction. He couldn't let the old man not eat.
He was hoping to emulate his daughter-in-law's "food strategy" and use food to "win over" the old man.
After Zheng Hedong finished eating and found that nothing had happened, he gave Xie Yan a grateful look.
From then on, every day was the same. Zheng Hedong gradually became less reserved and began to openly enjoy the food, starting from his initial cautious attempts.
Finally, after several days of careful preparation, the ointment was successfully completed.
Xie Yan didn't want to waste a moment and rushed towards the educated youth settlement.
He walked hurriedly, his heart filled with the urgency to deliver hope to Wan Chun'er as quickly as possible, so much so that he didn't notice Zheng Hedong's outstretched hand.
Zheng Hedong watched Xie Yan's departing figure and sighed heavily in resignation.
Why is this child in such a hurry? He can't even wait for a word!
He turned to look at the open door, found a stool, and slowly sat down.
It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but he felt he had to help Xie Yan keep watch over the door, as a way of doing his part.
Xie Yan hurried to the educated youth settlement and called out loudly for Wan Chun'er.
The moment Xie Yan saw her, his eyes gleamed with excitement. He eagerly handed her the ointment, saying, "Here you go, this ointment should remove the scars on your face!"
Wan Chun'er took the ointment with trembling hands, her voice also trembling with excitement: "Re...really?"
"Xie Yan, are you telling the truth?"
"Can it really be removed?" Her eyes were fixed on Xie Yan, as if trying to find the answer in his eyes.
Xie Yan nodded vigorously.
In an instant, Wan Chun'er was so excited that she hugged Xie Yan tightly, tears streaming down her face.
Xie Yan was stunned for a moment, then completely dumbfounded.
Realizing what was happening, she quickly and gently pulled Wan Chun'er away from her, then looked around, afraid that someone might see this and exaggerate the story to tell Yu Yuehui, which would be a terrible situation.
Seeing that no one was around, his expression softened. He wanted to have a good talk with Wan Chun'er, but then he saw her laughing and crying.
He sighed, then smiled gently and said, "Comrade Wan Chun'er, be mindful of the camera! I'm a married man!"
What if people see this and misunderstand?
At this moment, Wan Chun'er was so excited that she was incoherent, crying and laughing as she said, "I'm sorry, um... I... I was just too excited."
"Thank you so much, Xie Yan! Thank you so much!"
"When I was at my most desperate, you gave me hope and saved me!"
After saying that, she squatted down on the ground and burst into tears.
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan instinctively took a step back and hurriedly explained, "It was actually you who saved you, not me!"
"Don't overthink it. I gave you the ointment just to make some money."
"You know I'm a rather lazy person and don't like to work, but we still need to eat and live, right? That's why I came up with this idea. Please don't misunderstand!"
Hearing Xie Yan's eagerness to distance himself from the situation, Wan Chun'er couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't worry, Xie Yan, I will definitely give you the money!"
"Besides, I know my place and I will never rely on you!"
Xie Yan smiled somewhat awkwardly.
It's understandable that he overthinks things; after all, that's how it's portrayed in TV dramas, so he has to be careful.
Don't do something good and end up getting yourself into trouble!
That would be a great deal!
Wan Chun'er held the ointment, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice still choked with sobs: "Thank you, Xie Yan, thank you so much!"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but think of the packet of rat poison hidden under her pillow.
Xie Yan may never understand what his action meant to him.
It was the only ray of light she saw when she fell into endless darkness, and the only hope that sustained her to live.
"How much is this ointment?" Wan Chun'er looked up at Xie Yan with gratitude in her eyes and asked.
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