Yu Wan carried the big and heavy box in.
Guo Dayou didn’t pay much attention to it at first until he saw a graceful figure flash past him from the corner of his eye. He raised his head. At this time, Yu Wan had already carried the box and crossed the threshold.
“Is that…” He asked, puzzled.
Yu Song grabbed the remaining big bags and entered the house without answering him.
Aunt said, “Ah Wan, Third Brother’s daughter.”
“Ah, it’s her.” Guo Dayou was enlightened. “The last time I saw her, she was about the same age as Qiao’er, right? In the blink of an eye, she’s almost as old as Yue’er.”
The Qiao’er he was talking about was his youngest daughter, Guo Xianqiao. She was eight years old this year, and Yue’er was his eldest daughter, Guo Xianyue. She had just turned sixteen a while ago, and was one year younger than Yu Wan.
Guo Dayou walked into the house without paying the fare.
The coachman stood at the door and waited dryly. It was Aunt who entered the house to take her purse and gave him the fare.
The coachman drove the ox cart away.
Yu Wan moved the box into a bright room. This room was Yu Shaoqing and Madam Jiang’s wedding room before they moved out. It had been empty after they moved out. The earthquake did not affect it much. The cracked wall had already been filled by Yu Wan and Yu Feng with mud.
When Guo Dayou entered the room, Yu Wan was placing the box on the table.
Yu Wan turned around and saw that it was Guo Dayou. Although she did not remember such a person, it did not affect her from guessing his identity. She greeted him politely. “Uncle.”
She followed Yu Feng and the others’ way of address.
Previously, it was just a back view. But when he looked at this face, Guo Dayou could not help but be stunned. Not only had this girl grown up, she had also become so beautiful. She was simply not like that sallow and skinny little girl.
Yu Feng was repairing the beams in the room.
Uncle made some imperial Longjing Tea for Guo Dayou.
Guo Dayou did not know his stuff and said that this tea was not as good as his brother-in-law’s.
Uncle was not angry. He smiled and did not care about him.
On the other hand, Aunt went to the kitchen with a straight face.
Yu Wan pulled Yu Song into his own room.
“What are you doing?” Yu Song looked at the hand that was grabbing his wrist and frowned.
“I heard from Uncle and Big Brother that you’re injured.” After Yu Wan entered the house, she let go of his hand and opened the bag. She took out the golden sore medicine and a few simple bandaging tools. The bandaging tools were gathered when she treated the horses at the courier station and Shuanzi’s family cow. The golden sore medicine was given by Uncle Wan. It was mainly for her to treat Yan Jiuchao. What could be used on Yan Jiuchao was good stuff.
Is this considered abusing my authority for personal gain? Yu Wan thought to herself.
Yu Song said disapprovingly, “It’s just a small injury.”
“No matter how small it is, it’s still an injury. Besides, it’s on your head. Let me take a look.” Yu Wan lit a candle.
Yu Song did not allow it. Yu Wan grabbed him and forced his head over. Yu Song tried to struggle, but he realized that this girl was surprisingly strong.
Yu Wan untied the gauze on his head. Yu Feng said that it was a light injury, and she really thought that it was a light injury. However, she did not expect the wound to be so big that his forehead was swollen.
“I need to stitch you up,” she said, pulling away.
Yu Song exploded and jumped up from his chair upon hearing that. “I don’t want it!”
Yu Wan looked at him with a faint smile. “Why? Are you afraid?”
Yu Song choked. No matter how much of a man he was, he would still be afraid that someone would use a needle on him, okay? However, there was no need to let this girl know about this!
Yu Song jumped three meters away and said, “W-Who knows if you know how to stitch?”
Yu Wan took out a new embroidery needle and roasted it on the flames. She said slowly, “Don’t worry, I’ve stitched this kind of flesh wound many times.”
Just not to humans.
In terms of deception, Yu Song was not Yu Wan’s match, let alone in terms of strength. In the end, Yu Song was forced to sit on the chair obediently and let Yu Wan stitch five to six stitches on his wound.
It really hurt. He almost suspected that this girl did it on purpose. After all, how could a doctor be so heavy-handed?
Just as he was about to complain, a cold hand touched his forehead.
“Don’t move. It’s not done yet,” Yu Wan said softly.
The two of them were close to each other. He could feel her warm breath on his painful wound, and a trace of warm fragrance.
When Yu Wan finished stitching Yu Song up, the women of the Guo family had also arrived. As usual, it was her uncle’s family who paid the fare. The moment she saw her uncle smile and take the initiative to pay, the Guo family’s aunt’s sullen expression finally improved.
The Guo family’s aunt’s surname was Du, and her name was Jinhua. She was Guo Dayou’s wife. The Du family was also considered a big family in Yaoshui Village. After Du Jinhua married into the Guo family, there were many difficulties with giving birth. She only gave birth to two daughters for Guo Dayou and had no more children. Not to mention in the countryside, even in the city, it was a taboo for women to not have sons. But who asked the Du family to be unyielding? Du Jinhua was still arrogant in the Guo family.
Du Jinhua was wearing a pair of soy-colored cotton pants and a pair of white satin embroidered velvet shoes. Her top was a sapphire blue lute buttoned with a long floral bun. Her hair was combed until it was shiny, and she had a gilded pearl hairpin.
Not only that, she even put on some makeup. This was not rare in the city, but it was extremely rare in the countryside where farmers worked all day.
On both sides of Du Jinhua were the sixteen-year-old Guo Xianyue and the eight-year-old Guo Xianqiao.
Guo Xianyue had a graceful figure and a beautiful face. She was one of the top beauties in Yaoshui Village.
In comparison, her second daughter, Guo Xianqiao, was much more unattractive. She was fatter than the two Guo Xianyue combined, and her facial features were not satisfactory. She did not address anyone when she entered the house and just ate the brown sugar pastry in her hand.
