She glanced at Mr. Qiao and the others and noticed that they showed signs of mild heatstroke, which needed to be relieved as soon as possible.
The sun is absolutely scorching hot right now.
Working in this kind of weather, how can people endure it without some kind of protection?
"Oh dear, miss, what brings you here? Look at you, all sweaty! Come here, let me wipe you down." Aunt Li was tidying up the kitchen when she saw her coming in, panting, and quickly pulled her inside, wiping her down with a clean handkerchief.
"Miss, why did you come here? Did Madam send you?" the old woman who was washing clothes asked.
"No." Qiao Qiu casually wiped the sweat from her cheeks and looked up to ask, "Aunt Li, is there any patchouli in the kitchen?"
"Pastoris? What's that?" Aunt Li was baffled by her question.
Qiao Qiu understood when she saw that Qiao Qiu was completely unaware of the situation.
Without saying a word, he turned and ran outside.
"Miss, where are you going?"
Qiao Qiu turned a deaf ear; there were mountains outside, and there must be plenty of medicinal herbs on them.
"Miss, the jar has been found."
When Qiao Qiu ran to the second gate, she ran into Xiao Hui.
"Sister Xiaohui, please take this to the inner courtyard first. I'll go out for a bit and be right back."
"Where are you going, Miss? It's so sunny outside, you won't be able to stand it." Xiao Hui stopped her.
"I'm fine, I'll be back in a bit. If you're really worried, Sister Xiaohui, could you make me a bowl of plum juice?"
After Qiao Qiu finished speaking, she broke free from her and ran outside.
Patchouli thrives in high temperatures and requires abundant rainfall. It is widely distributed, so finding it is not that difficult.
Not long after, Qiao Qiu returned with a bunch of patchouli.
Xiao Hui was waiting for her at the door with a glass of plum juice. When she saw her return, she lifted her skirt and went to greet her, quickly pulling her into the house.
"Miss, look at you, you're all sweaty and your face is all red from the sun. Madam will be worried if she sees you like this. Quickly drink some plum juice."
Xiao Hui handed her the plum juice in her hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
Qiao Qiu took a couple of sips and handed the bowl back to her. "Sister Xiao Hui, where's Dad?"
"She's in the inner room. She said she's not feeling well and is resting. She'll go to the fields to check on things after this afternoon." Xiao Hui took the bowl.
Qiao Qiu frowned and walked inside.
Although Mr. Qiao was a landlord, it was not inherited from his ancestors. He made his fortune through hard work. Even after he became wealthy, he did not forget his duty to be hardworking and continued to work diligently in farming.
Qiao Qiu went to the kitchen and gave the patchouli to Aunt Li, asking her to cook a pot of soup according to her instructions.
She only allowed it to be taken out after she saw it was cooked. She herself also carried a bowl to the main house in the inner courtyard.
Mr. Qiao was not feeling well at the moment. Instead of lying down, he sat to the side to relieve his discomfort.
At this moment, Qiao's mother was patting his back, hoping that he would feel better.
Qiao Qiu brought it in, "Dad, please have some of this."
"What is this?" Mr. Qiao asked, holding the container.
"Father, this is to relieve the heat. I noticed that you have a slight case of heatstroke, so I specially went to pick this and brewed it for you, hoping that you will recover soon," Qiao Qiu said with a smile.
"Good, good." Mr. Qiao smiled and drank it down.
Qiao Qiu watched him drink it, "Dad, how are you feeling?"
Mr. Qiao put the bowl aside and felt around. To his surprise, he found that his headache wasn't as bad, the nausea was much better, and the fatigue was reduced. In short, he felt much more comfortable.
"Qiu'er, where did you find this miraculous medicine? It's incredibly effective."
Qiao Qiu looked at him and said, "Dad, you really have never heard of patchouli before?"
"Agastache? This miraculous medicine is called agastache. Qiu'er, do you have any more? Old Chen and the others are also feeling a bit unwell."
Qiao Qiu smiled and said, "Father, don't worry, I've already had Aunt Li and the others take it over."
Qiao's mother came over, took Qiao Qiu's hand, and said with great joy, "We have such a wonderful daughter, who always thinks of others. Qiu'er, where did you learn this?"
"I saw it in a book." Qiao Qiu lied without blushing, but after all, her room was full of messy books, and the original Qiao Qiu was literate.
Mrs. Qiao nodded. "It's good to read some books. Look at you, your face is so red from the sun, you must have run out in the sun, right?"
As she spoke, Qiao's mother pulled her aside and asked a maid to bring a basin of water to wipe her face.
Qiao Qiu said with a smile, "It's alright, it's good that Dad is alright."
Qiao's mother pretended to be angry and glared at her, "You're a girl, you can't be so careless about yourself. How old are you? One after another, people are coming to propose marriage."
Qiao Qiu hugged her arm and said coquettishly, "Mom, I don't want to get married yet."
Mr. Qiao walked over with a smile, "If you don't marry her, you'll become an old maid."
"Being an older single woman is better than marrying just anyone," Qiao Qiu muttered to herself.
Qiao's mother was closest to her and heard every word she said. "You silly girl, have I spoiled you too much?"
Qiao Qiu stuck out her tongue with a grin, slightly guilty, "Mother, Qiu'er will definitely get married. What I mean is, I want to choose a good one. I don't want to marry someone who isn't ambitious; I don't like that."
"That's good. Don't give me any other strange ideas."
"Okay, Mother. Father, Mother, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. Later, I'll take Aunt Li and the others to get more patchouli. I noticed that most people don't seem to know what patchouli looks like, so I'm sure many people will need it." Qiao Qiu said as she walked away, and by the time she finished speaking, she was already out of the house.
The two elderly people behind her listened to her rambling and couldn't help but laugh.
"Qiu'er has thought of everything I want to do," said Mr. Qiao happily.
Qiao's mother nestled in his arms, "That's because you two are of one mind. Our daughter is very smart and very kind, and she shouldn't suffer from kindness in the future."
"Don't worry, I think Qiu'er is very clever."
"I hope so."
...
After Qiao Qiu returned, she began cultivating hybrid rice.
She had studied this before and wasn't just a dabbler; plus, she had the ring as an encyclopedia—what kind of information couldn't she get? Completing the cultivation wasn't too difficult.
If Gu Youying had nurtured the child but hadn't taken all the credit for herself, she might not have cared so much. But after nurturing the child, she took all the glory for herself. What does that mean?
“Master, you must be careful. Bai Shu is no kind person. He will be here in a couple of days. According to the curse, he will still fall in love with Gu Youying. You will be in big trouble then,” the ring said.
“His martial arts skills are superb, but mine are not weak either. He is intelligent, but I have my own cleverness.” Qiao Qiu was never afraid of Bai Shu.
Besides, even if she can't, there's still Rufeng, isn't there?
She believed he was the strongest.
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