Those years when I was cannon fodder

Chapter 15

This Tree Has Spirituality

With a mischievous smile, Chu Yu confidently spoke, "Mother, allow me to take on the challenge. Once I successfully cultivate it, we can transform a small corner of our backyard into a thriving oasis and compete to see who can nurture it better."

Pausing for dramatic effect, she continued, "But for now, I won't dare to challenge your expertise. You and Aunt Qing have far more experience and wisdom than I do."

Third Madam burst into laughter, exclaiming, "Ah, our little fish is feeling quite proud, fearing that you'll be teased by me and Aunt Qing if your gardening efforts go awry."

Chu Yu playfully covered her face, feigning embarrassment and slight annoyance, "Oh, no! I just need a little time to acquaint myself with the task at hand, just a little bit."

Third Madam spared her further teasing and suggested, "Later, let Aunt Qing assist you in clearing a plot of land. You're still young and shouldn't burden yourself with such tasks. Don't exhaust yourself."

After pondering for a moment, she added, "And then, let's transfer a few medicinal herbs from our garden to ward off any lurking snakes."

Chu Yu embraced Third Madam's arm affectionately, declaring with delight, "I knew it! You love me the most."

They exchanged warm smiles, their similar features emphasizing their deep bond, as if savoring the joys of family life. Little did anyone suspect that hidden beneath this facade, each harbored their own secret intentions.

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Qingyu appeared to be quite adept at this kind of work. She swiftly cleared the neighboring yard of weeds, creating a pathway that led directly to the courtyard gate. She then cleared a modest vegetable patch spanning about ten square meters.

This was a specific request from Chu Yu.

Whether it was merely for appearances or if she truly required this piece of land, there was no need to make it excessively large.

The land was ready, yet there was no sign of action from Chu Yu's father. Chu Yu couldn't help but suspect that the maid responsible for tending the garden might have kept the token he had given her as a gift, hiding it away somewhere.

After all, it was a meticulously chosen birthday present from her father.

Though not extravagant, it could still be considered a birthday gift from a dashing gentleman.

Chu Yu had no intention of idly waiting. She couldn't rest until the poison in her body was cured. Just as she was contemplating confronting Third Madam and directly seeking her father's attention, a wonderful opportunity unexpectedly presented itself.

"Little fish, it's been quite a while since you last saw your father. You must be missing him, aren't you?"

Another warm breeze wafted through the tranquil afternoon as Third Madam gracefully moved her fingers while casually speaking.

Chu Yu absentmindedly toyed with flower petals in her hands.

Yesterday, she accidentally discovered that these petals had a sweet taste with a hint of mint, imparting a refreshing sensation when consumed.

It was rather invigorating.

Especially when studying those intricate calligraphy scripts. This gave her a sudden idea of crushing the flower petals and extracting their juice. Would it enhance her concentration?

Amidst her investigations into the poison within her body, she had neglected her studies. During Mr. Mo's examination, her performance had been mediocre.