This night, Xiaoxiao slept very soundly, perhaps because of the dication, or perhaps because Yang Ming was by her side.
The next day when she woke up, Xiaoxiao felt quite well and no longer had a fever.
Xiaoxiao decided to leave early, and although Yang Ming was concerned about his wife’s health, he couldn’t refuse her, so he agreed.
The An Family knew in the morning that Xiaoxiao no longer had a fever, and they felt relieved, but they still brewed dicine for Xiaoxiao to help her consolidate her health.
Xiaoxiao drank it as well; she couldn’t be reckless with her health, and their situation didn’t allow her to be.
When Yang Ming saw the An Family all present, he said, "Uncle An, thank you for taking care of us these past few days. My wife and I have decided to depart today."
"Well..." Old An was sowhat inclined to ask them to stay, as Xiaoxiao had just recovered and traveling wouldn’t be ideal, but realizing they were eager to find the Divine Doctor, he didn’t insist, "Alright, if you’re leaving today, then today it is, but take so ti to go. Let Aunt An prepare so dry food for you to eat on the road."
"Dear, hurry up and prepare, and also take so of the herbs Xue Zhiyi left behind for the kids. In case they catch a cold or have a headache on the way, it might be useful," Old An instructed.
"I’ll go and prepare with the boss’s wife," An’an’s mother agreed and went to get things ready.
"Thank you, Uncle An," said Yang Ming.
"Child, there’s no need to be so courteous to us. You saved our An’an. Although our family hasn’t had much schooling, we’ve heard people say sothing about the kindness of a drop of water being repaid with a spring."
"Dad, it’s ’the kindness of a drop of water should be reciprocated with a gushing spring,’" An Quan explained.
"Ah, right! ’The kindness of a drop of water should be reciprocated with a gushing spring,’" Old An smiled and repeated.
Xiaoxiao, sitting on the kang with An’an, was watching the children, and hearing Old An’s awkward yet endearing words, she pursed her lips and smiled.
Seeing Xiaoxiao’s reaction, An’an thought they were being laughed at and explained, "Haha, sis, don’t laugh at us. We learned this from Xue Zhiyi. He often said things like this in our house, but we’re not sure if we’re using it right?"
"That’s right, you’re using it perfectly," Xiaoxiao replied.
"Hahaha, that’s good then."
While the room was filled with laughter, a voice from outside called out, "Old An, are you ho?"
Hearing the voice, everyone stopped laughing. Just as Old An was about to go out to see who had co, the person ca in.
"The Village Chief is here?"
"Yes," the Village Chief nodded, and at the sa ti he saw Yang Ming’s family of three inside the house.
Seeing this, Old An quickly introduced them, "Kids, this is the Village Chief of our village. Village Chief, these two kids are from outside, passing through and staying at our house for a couple of days."
"Village Chief!" Yang Ming and Xiaoxiao quickly greeted him, knowing that in this place, the Village Chief was considered a major figure.
"Oh! That’s good." The Village Chief responded, and continued, "Old An, your family sure has t benefactors. As for your family’s issues, don’t bla for not helping. The truth is you owed people silver, and there was nothing I could do, but luckily things have been resolved."
"Yes, thanks to these two kids, otherwise our family would have been in real trouble. By the way, Village Chief, did you co over for so particular reason today?"
Old An felt a bit worried, as the Village Chief rarely visited their ho, and speaking in such a polite manner was quite unusual. He couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing was amiss.
Could it be the two kids returned all bloody yesterday, causing chatter among the villagers and catching the Village Chief’s attention?
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