Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Chapter 10 Sad
Wei Shao's earlobes immediately turned red. In panic, he let go of his hand and took several steps back.

Just as Zhao Zhizhi was trying hard, his body suddenly fell down and he fell to the ground with a "bang" sound, and the dust spread everywhere.

Wei Shao finally calmed down. When he saw this scene, he immediately stepped forward to express his apology, but he did not dare to touch her again, "Miss Zhao, are you okay? I, I missed it."

Zhao Zhizhi didn't think he was lying. After all, with her current tonnage, it was indeed difficult to maintain the movements she just made.

But it was too embarrassing, and there was no way it could be okay. She felt like her body was falling apart now.

"Young hero, can you go back to the house first? I can get up by myself. I'm really shy while you watch here."

Zhao Zhizhi simply said what was on his mind in one go.

Wei Shao was a straightforward person. After hearing this, he turned around and left, his pace a little hurried.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the frogs constantly making their presence felt.

Zhao Zhizhi turned over, lying on the ground, looking at the bright crescent moon hanging in the sky, and sighed:
"The beautiful man is here, but he doesn't belong to me. What a pity."

The next day, the coachman came to the door.

Zhao Zhizhi was sorting out the supplies he had exchanged yesterday when he saw the driver coming over with an excited look on his face.

"Miss Zhizhi, can you come with me? The child you saved yesterday has woken up. Aunt Zhou will thank you for everything."

Zhao Zhizhi frowned and said without hesitation: "I won't go, as long as the child is fine, I don't need to thank you."

If you are really sincere, you can come to say thank you, but now you ask her to go there. Isn't this kindness reversed?

The driver was so anxious that he stamped his feet, but then he had an idea and hurriedly said: "Miss Zhizhi, you may have misunderstood. It's not that they don't want to come, it's just that Aunt Zhou is the only one in the family, and she has to take care of the children, so it's really difficult for her to get away."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhizhi finally stopped working and wiped the dust on his linen skirt before saying:
"Forget it, let's take a walk."

She could understand Aunt Zhou's desire to thank her. If she didn't go today, I'm afraid someone would come to thank her tomorrow.

The driver immediately went to pull the cart. This time, it was much faster than going to the market to exchange goods.

Aunt Zhou is a resident of Cherry Blossom Village next door. On the way there, Zhao Zhizhi learned from the driver that a few years ago, Aunt Zhou's son died unexpectedly, and her daughter-in-law left home a year later. Now Aunt Zhou is the only one in the family. He and his young grandson depended on each other for life.

However, the house leaked and it rained all night, and Aunt Zhou fell ill again. In order to get medicine for Aunt Zhou, the little boy walked to the market alone to ask for medicine. What happened after that, the driver did not know.

Hearing this, Zhao Zhizhi grasped the key point and asked, "Aunt Zhou is sick. Can you tell me about her illness?"

The coachman sighed and said in a heavy tone:

"In addition to having an intermittent fever and coughing, I have lost weight in just a few days."

"Oh, by the way, she also has some rashes on her face, which look like flowers."

Fever and cough are the main characteristics of wind-cold. As for the flower-like rash, Zhao Zhizhi initially suspected it was typhoid fever.

This kind of illness can be serious or minor, and I don’t know how long Aunt Zhou has been dragging it on.

Zhao Zhizhi was a little worried and hurriedly urged the driver to speed up.

Arriving at Zhou's house, Zhao Zhizhi was shocked by the place where his grandfather and grandson lived. They were poorer than ordinary villagers.

The ground beneath our feet was so dry that it was cracked, and it wasn't even paved with gravel. There was only a thin layer of thatch on the top. If it rained lightly, the house would probably leak.

Zhao Zhizhi's mood suddenly became heavy. When she saw Aunt Zhou walking out with a cane and gasping for breath, the wrinkles between her eyebrows deepened a little more.

Regardless of the rules, she quickly stepped forward, picked up Aunt Zhou, and walked straight into the house without waiting for the host's invitation.

Aunt Zhou said "Ouch", her cloudy eyes widened, she was frightened, she wanted to say something but couldn't stop coughing.

The space in the house was so small that it was difficult to put anything else except a bed.Fortunately, the bed was quite wide, and the little boy was sleeping on the inside. He was still wrapped in fine cloth and looked good.

Zhao Zhizhi put Aunt Zhou on the bed, leaned down and said to her who had not yet come out of the fright:

"Do you have a pot for brewing medicine at home?"

Perhaps because her eyes were too sincere, or perhaps for other reasons, Aunt Zhou pointed to the outside of the house without thinking, "There is something I borrowed from another family under the tree outside the door."

Without saying much, Zhao Zhizhi went out directly without explaining.

This place is remote and there just aren't many people.

She generously took out the Chinese medicine to be used from the space, lit the fire, and began to cook the decoction.

Boiling Chinese medicine may seem simple, but in fact, you must pay attention to the cooking time. If you don't pay attention, the efficacy of the medicine will be reduced by half.

Zhao Zhizhi did not leave for a moment, but squatted next to the stove, quietly waiting for the medicinal soup to be cooked.

During this period, Aunt Zhou came out once. She thought the medicine was boiled for her grandson, and wanted to stay to help, but Zhao Zhizhi drove her back.

After the medicinal soup was cooked, Aunt Zhou knew that the medicine was for her to drink. She waved her hands tremblingly and said excitedly:

"Benefactor, I'm fine. There's no need to waste the medicinal materials on me. Let's give it to the child."

Zhao Zhizhi turned cold and said angrily:
"I gave you the medicine for your illness. If you give it to your grandson, aren't you afraid that his injury will get worse?"

Aunt Zhou was trembling all over and dared not speak. After a few breaths, she whispered with tears in her eyes:

"Benefactor, to tell you the truth, my family doesn't have much money to give you now, so you'd better treat my grandson. I'm already this old and I don't have many years left to live."

Zhao Zhizhi interrupted her impatiently, "Okay, I can't bear to hear these words anymore. Drink the medicine quickly. I won't charge you any money."

Aunt Zhou looked up at her, tears glistening in her cloudy eyes, but she couldn't say a word for a long time.

She stood up shakily and threw the crutch made of branches directly to the ground. Then she knelt down and cried:
"Benefactor, I really don't know how to repay you for your great kindness."

Zhao Zhizhi jumped a big step to the side to avoid her kneeling. He felt very uncomfortable, but he held on and said:
"Aunt Zhou, you are shortening my lifespan if I don't get up quickly."

After saying that, she stepped forward to help Aunt Zhou up, and personally fed the medicinal soup into her mouth.

Before leaving, Zhao Zhizhi left behind two courses of medicine packs, endured the sadness, and said seriously to Aunt Zhou: "I'm sorry, this is all I can do, and I can't help you any more. I will come to see you when I have time later, and I hope you can and your grandson can recover as soon as possible.”

Returning home with a lot of worries, he happened to bump into Wei Shao who was returning from an outing.

Because of what happened last night, Wei Shao was still a little uncomfortable seeing Zhao Zhizhi now.

The two of them didn't say a word before Zhao Zhizhi locked the door and burst into tears in front of Wei Shao.

Wei Shao was stunned for half a quarter of an hour before he stepped forward helplessly, "Miss Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Zhizhi was most vulnerable at this time and couldn't listen to anyone's advice, so he cried even louder.

Wei Shao looked at her with a headache and really wanted to turn around and leave.

But seeing that she was really crying pitifully, he had no choice but to simply put her on his shoulders and fly into the air.

The sound of wind whistled in his ears, and in his dizziness, Zhao Zhizhi forgot what crying was.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing on the tallest tree in the mountain with Wei Shao.

Zhao Zhizhi: "..."

Why did Wei Shao bring her here?
(End of this chapter)