Song Tiaotiao, there is only one quilt here
Song Tiaotiao hid the farm tools in his hands in the snow behind the tree, brushed off the dust on his hands, and walked towards the three people.
Song Tiaotiao greeted them both, and then asked, "Mother-in-law, sister-in-law, how is Zhao'er now?"
Princess Zhao looked at her grandson in her arms, who was either asleep or unconscious, and her eyes moistened slightly. "The doctor said Zhao'er is out of danger now. As long as he keeps taking the medicine and doesn't catch a cold again, he will be back to normal."
Adhering to taking medicine and not catching cold is an extremely harsh condition for a family of five who are currently suffering from the cold wind and have no one to turn to for income.
Bo Shuang was well aware of this, but she still forced a smile, stroked Zhao's back, and gently smoothed it.
Song Tiaotiao led the three people back to the thatched cottage and invited Zhao and Bo Shuang to warm themselves up with porridge.
Zhao smelled the fragrant aroma of rice filling the room, and her stomach, which had been hungry for a long time, clenched slightly. She hesitated for a moment at the table, but only whispered, "You can eat first, no need to wait for me." Then she handed her grandson to Bo Shuang and turned to go back to the house to visit Gu Chengjue.
Now there are only three people left in the kitchen.
Bo Shuang blew on the still lukewarm porridge and fed it to the child in her arms. She smiled faintly at Song Tiao Tiao and said, "Madam Song, this time is really thanks to you. When I entered the market today, I met a merchant from the Northern Dynasty. He saw the fresh meat and ordered all the chickens at once. I was worried he would ask about the source, but he didn't ask at all. Seeing that I didn't weigh the meat and borrowed the weight from the neighboring merchant, he saw the weight and gave me a hundred coins with a wave of his hand!"
After she finished speaking, Bo Shuang's eyes were already filled with tears, and she was crying with joy.
She suppressed the trembling in her hands and said with a gentle smile, "Madam Song, one hundred wen, a full one hundred wen... My Zhao'er can finally be saved. This one hundred wen will cover the cost of the first two days' medicine, and there are still seventy wen left. The doctor said that to be on the safe side, we need to prepare three days' worth of medicine for Zhao'er, so there are still twenty-five wen left." After speaking, Bo Shuang took out a tightly wrapped purse from her sleeve and wanted to hand it to Song Tiaotiao.
Song Tiaotiao thought about the speed at which adult rabbits were breeding and the various mushrooms she had gathered. She glanced at the pale Gu Zhao in Bo Shuang's arms and pushed the purse away. "Sister-in-law, the rice in the jar is enough for us to eat for a few days. I went into the forest today and picked some mushrooms. We can go down the mountain and sell them tomorrow. Zhao'er hasn't recovered yet, so this money should be kept for him as a reserve, in case of emergency."
Bo Shuang touched Song Tiao Tiao's hand and choked with sobs as she thanked him, "Zhao'er is so lucky to have an aunt like him who's willing to think of him. But after selling the chickens today, I wanted to find some needlework, but needlework shops are all family-run and don't hire outsiders. But the boss said a Northern Dynasty cloth merchant will be here soon, so I could try my luck with her for a few days."
Song Tiaotiao patted her hand and comforted her, "That means there is hope. My sister-in-law's embroidery skills are well-known in the capital. If you meet her, you will definitely succeed."
Bo Shuang nodded, and a little light appeared in her dark eyes.
At this time, Zhao came out of the house, her eyes red and wet. "Tiaotiao, I really thank you for your trouble these past two days. Fortunately, you rescued Cheng Jue in time, otherwise I don't know what he would be like now..." At this point, Zhao wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes and looked around. "You have cleaned this house so well, I really don't know how to thank you."
Song Tiaotiao smiled and shook her head, making room for Zhao to sit down and eat. She then stood up to pack the mushrooms she would sell tomorrow. "There's no need to thank me. It's all thanks to everyone's care along the way that I've been able to get to where I am today."
Seeing Song Tiaotiao like this, Zhao couldn't help but think of the ridiculous thing about her being sent to be a substitute marriage.
It was also because the matter happened too urgently, otherwise the Ning Wang Mansion would not want to implicate any girl and let them suffer with them.
Zhao sighed softly, drank the rice soup, and felt a bitter feeling in her heart.
Song Tiaotiao packed the mushrooms into two bags according to size.
She plans to go down the mountain herself tomorrow, first looking for an opportunity to sell the mushrooms, and then take a look around the market to see if she can find any ways to make money.
After everyone finished their meal, the sun had already set. Song Tiaotiao, still worried about the gradually falling temperature, checked the drafty spots in the thatched hut from inside, then went outside to gather some branches and bundle them with thatch to fill them up.
Seeing this, Zhao and Bo Shuang also stopped what they were doing and went outside to follow suit. Soon, the windbreaks were completely blocked, and the steam from Bo Shuang's simmering medicine filled the room, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.
Zhao returned to the main house where the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren lived to clean up the house, while Bo Shuang brought the medicine she had prepared for Gu Zhao and fed him to drink.
Song Tiaotiao looked out into the distance at the moonlit night sky with sparse stars, and her body and mind, which had been tense all day, relaxed a little.
Then, thinking that she could still earn some points at night, she turned around and went back to the firewood shed.
Gu Chengjue's eyes were looking at Ji Ye through the window lattice. He turned his head and glanced at her sideways when he heard the voice: "Song Tiaotiao, you're back?"
Song Tiaotiao teased, "From your tone, you seem to have been looking forward to this for a long time?"
Gu Chengjue pursed his lips and didn't continue the conversation. He asked again, "Are you sleepy?"
Song Tiaotiao pretended to yawn and walked towards the edge of the kang in the dark: "Now that you mention it, I'm really a little sleepy. After all, it's dark."
Gu Chengjue's eyes sparkled as he stared into her smiling almond-shaped eyes and said in a deep voice, "Song Tiaotiao, there is only one quilt here."
Song Tiaotiao propped herself up on the edge of the kang with her arms, met Gu Chengjue's eyes, and said playfully, "Everyone knows there are only two quilts in this whole thatched house. Well, Gu Chengjue, I just rescued you, and you want to monopolize this quilt and sever ties with me, right?"
Gu Chengjue shook his head slightly, moved towards the window, and made room for the bed: "You know that's not what I meant."
Seeing that he was moving further and further away, almost falling off the quilt and sticking to the window frame, Song Tiaotiao interrupted him in time: "Okay, Gu Chengjue, don't move anymore. If you move again, you will fly out of the window frame. That place is prone to back-infiltration of cold air. You have finally recovered some strength and can move. If you get so close, your condition will relapse. You can sleep in the middle tonight, back to back. If there is any space in the quilt, we can put another quilt between us. You also know that I sleep well and I won't do anything to you at night. Just relax and have a good sleep, okay?"
Gu Chengjue was silent for a moment and moved to the middle of the earthen kang.
The two of them put on their clothes and lay down back to back. But Gu Chengjue was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Now that he was lying on his side, the quilt was pushed out by nearly half of its width and height.
The remaining space wasn't even enough for Song Tiaotiao to wrap herself up tightly, let alone the "cotton wall" mentioned earlier. Song Tiaotiao tried to hold down the edge of the quilt, but was instead pulled towards Gu Chengjue, the "human wall."
Song Tiaotiao's almond-shaped eyes trembled, and she remembered her previous promise. She quietly moved back to her own territory and said softly, "Sorry."
"Feel sorry."
The same words came from behind, and Song Tiaotiao found that Gu Chengjue was also moving silently, and the two of them were already half a palm away from each other without realizing it.
Song Tiaotiao blinked and sighed softly, "Alright, don't retreat anymore. You've been through a lot of hardships and have finally gotten a warm night's sleep. Don't worry about it."
After saying this, Song Tiaotiao recalled the days of exile when people were crowded together and sleeping on the ground. In comparison, she felt that the quilt on the small earthen kang was particularly warm.
She had been tired all day, and now she lay in bed, sleeping in the warm quilt. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she fell into a deep sleep in a moment.
It was not until he heard the sound of light breathing behind him that Gu Chengjue dared to look back.
He still remembered that on this day that year, he was finally rescued by his helpless sister-in-law.
Later, when he opened his eyes three days later, his mother and sister-in-law told him that the girl who loved to argue with him had died three days ago in winter.
Gu Chengjue's long eyelashes trembled. He lay down flat and carefully handed the remaining bedding to Song Tiaotiao.
When Song Tiaotiao woke up early in the morning, she found herself lying in the middle of the earthen kang, her body stretched out with her legs spread wide. Even so, the quilt on her body was neatly covered, and even the edges were tucked in a few centimeters.
She understood that Gu Chengjue was being a kind person.
Song Tiaotiao sat up and reached out to the side where someone should be.
There wasn't even a trace of warmth left.
Song Tiaotiao judged from the residual light coming in through the window lattice that it was just dawn.
Why are you getting up so early after recovering from a serious illness?
Song Tiaotiao gathered her jacket tightly around her and decided not to fall asleep, so she went out to look for something.
The kitchen was empty, and the door to the main room was still tightly closed. Song Tiaotiao gently opened the door a crack and peeked outside.
After looking around, there was no one in the yard.
Song Tiaotiao felt strange and tiptoed out to look for Gu Chengjue.
Her peripheral vision passed by a pine or cypress tree, and then her eyebrows raised.
This time when she went out, not only did she not find Gu Chengjue, but she discovered that the tools she used to build her home had been looted!
Song Tiaotiao clenched her teeth and looked around with a vigilant and angry look.
She even deliberately spent extra points to buy an old-fashioned style tool, thinking that it would be easier to lie when questioned.
But I don’t know which octopus has such a cruel heart that he didn’t even leave her any of these old tools.
Song Tiaotiao was angry for a moment, then forced herself to calm down. She saw that the footprints around her were not messy, and looked back at the front of the house.
It clearly formed a complete route from the front of the house to behind the tree and then out of the yard. Could it be Gu Chengjue?
Song Tiaotiao carefully followed the footprints and finally saw a figure holding tools, who was suspected to be the perpetrator, in the pine and cypress forest in the northwest corner.
Song Tiaotiao looked carefully and found that it was indeed Gu Chengjue.
Seeing this, the remaining resentment in Song Tiaotiao's heart disappeared. She stepped on the footprints left by Gu Chengjue in the snow and walked closer, only to find that Gu Chengjue was holding an axe and was cutting down the small tree in front of him.
Gu Chengjue held the branch with one hand and swung the axe with the other hand to chop it down skillfully.
Song Tiaotiao was afraid that making a sound would disturb Gu Chengjue, so she waited until a small tree fell to the ground before going around to Gu Chengjue.
In the vast expanse of white snow, Gu Chengjue was startled by the newcomer. He stopped sawing and waited quietly for her to come.
Song Tiaotiao first observed Gu Chengjue's condition. Seeing that there were no dark circles under his eyes and his lips were rosy, he asked with relief, "Gu Chengjue, why did you get up so early?"
Gu Chengjue's eyes were gloomy. "Heavy snow is coming. We can't let everyone suffer from the cold any longer. Besides, I slept almost the entire day yesterday. Being half asleep and half awake at night is normal. I just want to do something outside."
At this point, he lowered his eyes to look at the tools in his hands: "I'm sorry for moving your things without your permission."
Song Tiaotiao shook her head and said soothingly, "How can you say that? You must be feeling bad in this situation. And since you want to contribute to building our homeland, we are like-minded people. How can I blame you? Oh, and I want to thank you for tucking in the quilt for me. I used to be used to seeing you being aloof and aloof, but after spending time with you, I find you to be quite considerate."
Gu Chengjue paused in sawing. "That's good. I heard you were going to the market today?"
Song Tiaotiao smiled and said, "Even when you're sick, you still keep an eye on everything. How about you today?"
Gu Chengjue's hands kept moving as he said calmly, "Today, I plan to turn all the pine and cypress trees here into wood."
Song Tiaotiao was shocked.
The ambition of the protagonist of a revenge story should not be underestimated.
At this moment, the system sighed softly: "The points have skyrocketed by over 5,000 overnight. Song Tiaotiao, you are not bad in this aspect of not being underestimated."
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