The harvest will begin in two days. Every year, I brew a big pot of tea with mugwort and bring it to the fields for everyone to drink!
"So it was for making a heatstroke prevention soup!"
Su Ruyi understood, and then looked at his leg, "Then how did you break your leg? This road isn't that steep!"
Jin Dachun sighed, "I'm getting old. I'm eighty-one! My arms and legs have long since taken matters into their own hands! I can't control them anymore!"
This person's way of speaking is really... humorous.
Su Ruyi found a tree branch and handed it to him to use as a cane. She helped him to sit down under a big tree not far away. "Grandpa Jin, rest here for a while. I'll go to the village to call your family to come and help!"
“I have no family left.” Jin Dachun shook his head, pointing to himself. “Old Jin, I’m all alone! Ruyi, here’s what we’ll do—go find that kid Ding Daguo and have him get the militia to carry me back!”
“…Okay!” Su Ruyi agreed and turned to leave.
"Ruyi girl!" Jin Dachun suddenly called out.
Su Ruyi turned around.
"Um..." Jin Dachun hesitated, "How about you acknowledge me as your master?"
"Huh?" Su Ruyi thought she had misheard.
"Don't worry, girl, I know your family has a long history of scholarship! I'm not trying to compete with your master for a disciple!"
Jin Dachun hurriedly explained, "Your timing for coming to the countryside at this time is terrible. That bastard Ding Daguo is heartless; every year he uses the new educated youth as an example to scare the rest! The harvest is about to begin; if you go to the fields, you'll be skinned alive!"
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