"Maybe I'm overthinking. Who can predict natural disasters or man-made disasters for sure?" Yu Jiao didn't want to make Meng Dafu's family panic, so she just gave a reminder out of kindness.
She added, "I brought some tissue paper and tung oil. My uncle-in-law wants to learn how to make umbrellas, so he can use them to practice."
"How can I do this?" Yu Huangqi felt embarrassed to take advantage of Yu Jiao, as he had just accepted ten taels of silver from her last time. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Take it back to your father and his family. Your uncle has to take care of me now, so he can't make umbrellas to sell."
"I bought a lot. The cotton paper brushed with tung oil has a very good waterproof effect. It can also prevent the food from getting damp when wrapped outside the sack." Yu Jiao said casually.
She tried so hard to hint that she only hoped that Yu Huangqi could use the tissue paper in the future.
Yu Huangqi smiled and said, "Now that you mention it, I have an idea. Your mother's house is always leaking. Next time when you ask your uncle to go over and fix the roof for them, put a layer of cotton paper brushed with tung oil under the tiles. It might be helpful."
"There is no need to renovate the house on my mother's side. I want them to move to the city. We no longer have a field at home, and my mother can find a job if she lives in the city. It is also closer to the academy, which makes it more convenient for Fei Ge'er to study." Yu Jiao said.
"It would be better to move to the city where there will be less trouble." Yu Huangqi felt more and more that Yu Jiao was a person of good character. It is said that a girl who is married is like water spilled, and it is rare that she is always worried about Liu Sanniang and her son.
There were bound to be rumors about orphans and widows in the village. Her uncle Meng Qingzhou's family was not easy to get along with. Not only did they not take care of them, they also often came to cause trouble.
After talking with Yu Huangqi for a while, Yu Jiao and Yu Qizhe left the Meng family.
Before leaving, Yu Huangqi reminded Yu Jiao to take the picture album with her.
Yu Jiao held the album as if it were a hot potato, and hid it in her sleeves, fearing that Yu Qizhe would find it.
Because it was raining, it got dark early. When the two returned to the village, it was already dark.
Yu Jiao said to the driver apologetically, "Thank you for following me for the whole afternoon. Please be careful on the road. Come back soon."
The driver smiled shyly and said, "It's okay. Miss Yu, I'll leave first."
The Yu family had already had dinner and left some food on the stove for Yu Jiao and Yu Qizhe. When they saw them come back, Song went to the kitchen and brought the food to their room.
Yu Mengshan saw Yu Qizhe holding a lot of tissue paper in his arms and asked, "We haven't used up all the tissue paper and tung oil at home yet, why did you buy these?"
Yu Qizhe looked at Yu Jiao, and Yu Jiao said, "Are there any more at home? I thought it was all used up, so I bought some more."
"Let's eat quickly." Song interrupted Yu Mengshan's nagging, took the tissue paper and tung oil from Yu Qizhe's hand, and piled them in the corner of the room.
While Yu Qizhe was fetching water to wash his hands, Yu Jiao hid the album in her sleeve in the west room, fearing that Yu Fuling would accidentally find it. Yu Jiao changed several places but still felt it was not appropriate. Finally, she had an idea and hid the album among the books she took from Yu Qizhe's room. Yu Fuling hated reading the most, so she would not flip through these books.
Yu Jiao, who felt she had hidden herself well, got up and went outside to eat.
Song and Yu Fuling were sitting in front of the sewing basket, one was mending clothes and the other was making new clothes. Yu Mengshan moved the candlestick closer to them. The three of them were chatting about family matters. Yu Jiao and Yu Qizhe were eating on the side. The atmosphere was very warm.
After dinner, Yu Jiao cleaned up the dishes and went to wash them. When she came out of the kitchen, she heard a loud thunder, and then the rain started to get heavier.
Yu Jiao returned to the west room, bringing a gust of cold wind into the room, almost blowing out the candles.
Yu Mengshan blocked the wind with his hands and said, "Let's all rest early. This weather is too bad. I was planning to go to town with my brother to sell umbrellas tomorrow, but it's raining like this. I'm afraid we won't be able to go tomorrow."
Song put away the sewing basket and said worriedly, "The last rain drowned many seedlings in the field. It has only been sunny for a few days, and now it is raining again. I am afraid that the harvest at the end of the year will not be good."
The common people depend on the weather for their livelihood, and their biggest concern is the harvest. The weather cleared up a few days ago, so many people went to the fields to plant more wheat. The continuous rain has not only worried the Song family, but other villagers as well.
In the middle of the night, the rain was getting heavier, hitting the roof with a "pa pa" sound. The windows were closed tightly, but rain still seeped in through the gaps. Yu Jiao did not sleep well and was woken up by thunder several times during the night.
When I woke up in the morning, it was still raining, but there was no thunder or lightning.
Rainy days are the best time to sleep.
Yu Jiao really wanted to stay in bed, but she had other things to do, so she struggled to sit up.
It was the first time that Yu Fuling saw her so sleepy, so she said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll call you when mother has finished cooking."
Yu Jiao shook her head, put on her clothes, yawned, and went to the outer room to wash up. Then she took some oil paper that Yu Mengshan had brushed with tung oil and went to the west room where the herbs were kept.
After counting all the herbs stored by Grandpa Yu, Yu Jiao picked out several types of herbs that can clear away pathogens and prevent epidemics, such as Forsythia suspensa, Rehmannia glutinosa, Houttuynia cordata, Honeysuckle, and Licorice, and put them together and wrapped them with oiled cotton paper.
After doing all this, Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu Zhou also stood up. Yu Ruhai saw Yu Jiao in the herb room early in the morning and asked, "Is there a patient who needs to be treated?"
Now that the family has split up, Yu Ruhai has no money in his hands, and he can't help feeling uneasy. Fortunately, as long as Yu Jiao sees patients, he can still get 50% of the consultation fees, so he is particularly concerned about whether Yu Jiao is going to see patients.
Yu Jiao shook her head. "I was afraid that the herbs would get damp, so I wrapped them in cotton paper."
Yu Ruhai was a little disappointed after hearing this and sighed, "No one has come to see the doctor recently. I don't know why." Then he went outside to wash up.
After dinner, Yu Jiao wanted to go to town. Yu Qizhe often went out with her recently. Yu Jiao was afraid that it would delay his reading, so she planned to ask Yu Zhixing to take her there.
Before she went to the east room, she saw Yu Qizhe coming out from the inner room wearing a straw raincoat.
"Aren't you going to show the house to your mother-in-law? Let's go." He picked up the oil-paper umbrella behind the door, opened it, turned around and looked at Yu Jiao.
Yu Jiao hesitated for a moment, "Will it disturb your studies? Otherwise, I'd better ask my elder brother to take me there? Besides, your body can't stand the rain. If you get sick again..."
Before she could finish her words, Yu Qizhe had already stretched out his arms and pulled her to his side, "I'm well now, it's okay for me to get caught in the rain."
After saying this, he held the umbrella over her head and walked outside with Yu Jiao in his arms.
Such a strong move made Yu Jiao blush and her heart beat fast. Recently, Yu Qizhe gave her the feeling that he was more and more like an adult man, no longer the good-looking but immature boy before.
Yu Jiao in his arms was extremely petite, as if she needed to be carefully cared for, but Yu Qizhe knew that she was not a dodder and would never rely on anyone to live. But he hoped that she could get used to relying on him and could not live without him.
Yu Qizhe lowered his eyes and looked at the black hair on Yu Jiao's head. His eyes were deep and persistent, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms around her.
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