Jiang Qingxue didn't know where Lin Yuansheng had gone. Although she was still weak, she felt uneasy in this unfamiliar place, so she went outside to take a look.
This place looks very remote, with no neighbors around. Looking up, there is a mountain road leading to a dense bamboo forest, and looking down, Jiang Qingxue could see a few households.
She estimated that this place was quite far from the town. After a while, Lin Yuansheng came out of the house.
He didn't even look at Jiang Qingxue and busied himself sweeping and tidying up.
The prominent red marks on his face caught Jiang Qingxue's attention, and she couldn't help but ask, "Have you applied medicine to the wounds on your face?"
In a world where women are respected, men should also care about their appearance. The male protagonist in this book is very concerned about his looks and cannot tolerate even the slightest scar. He once argued with the female protagonist over minor injuries, insisting that she heal them quickly.
Lin Yuansheng must also care about his appearance since he wants to leave this small place. Startled by the question, Lin Yuansheng's fingers unconsciously curled up, and he hurriedly lowered his head, his expression still cold and indifferent, "I haven't applied any medicine."
Even if they had a little spare money, they would use it for her medical treatment. This was just a minor injury that would heal on its own in a few days, so they didn't dare to spend that money.
Jiang Qingxue pursed her lips, as if she had figured something out, and asked him, "How much money is left at home?"
She remembered that the Jiang family was extremely poor. In Lin Yuansheng's memories, his damn wife would spend any money she had on alcohol. When she came back, reeking of alcohol, she would get drunk and beat him, finding pleasure in abusing her husband.
So she didn't know how much money such a person could save at home. Upon hearing her question, Lin Yuansheng didn't say anything and turned back into the house.
He must have gone to get the money.
Jiang Qingxue thought to herself.
But when the other party took out two copper coins, Jiang Qingxue was still shocked.
She had thought that the Jiang family was poor, but she didn't expect them to be this poor, to the point of having only two copper coins?!
Jiang Qingxue remained silent, and Lin Yuansheng thought she was angry. He instinctively trembled and a hint of moisture flashed in his eyes, but he held it back.
He said, "My wife is sick, so I took two coins to ask the barefoot doctor in the village, but the medicine for treating colds is too expensive."
Lin Yuansheng hesitated to speak. He was afraid that his wife would blame him for not having money, and he was also afraid that she would blame him for not finding a way to get medicine for her.
Jiang Qingxue was just having trouble breathing, what kind of situation was this? How did they become so poor?
And yet, she still went out to drink?
You might as well drink yourself to death.
In fact, the original owner did drink herself to death. After getting drunk, she beat Lin Yuansheng and knocked him unconscious. She found a place to lie down herself and lay there all night. The next day, when Lin Yuansheng was awakened by the cold wind, he figured out a way to get her onto the bed.
"Forget it, it's fine. You keep the money."
What can you do with just two coins?
Even if she lived in modern times, she should know that two coins are not a large amount.
It could even be considered pitifully little.
They needed to figure out a way to make money, otherwise both of them would starve to death.
Jiang Qingxue had never been to a place like this before and didn't know where to earn money. She thought about going out to take a look tomorrow and didn't pay attention to Lin Yuansheng for a while.
Lin Yuansheng held the two coins tightly in his hand and secretly glanced at Jiang Qingxue.
For some reason, he felt like his wife's temper had improved a lot.
After a while, Lin Yuansheng bit his lower lip and thought, isn't it a good thing if her temper is better?
It's better than before.
Remembering Jiang Qingxue's crazy behavior of hitting him after getting drunk, Lin Yuansheng felt a wave of disgust rise in his eyes and quickly left Jiang Qingxue's presence.
Jiang Qingxue stayed outside until it got dark.
Lin Yuansheng walked past her, and she turned her head as if awakened, only to see him holding a large basin filled with dark-colored clothes.
He walked past her as if he hadn't seen her, and Jiang Qingxue asked, "Where are you going?"
Lin Yuansheng paused, tightened his grip on the washbasin, and his knuckles turned white.
After a while, he spoke, "I'm returning the clothes to Uncle Li."
Jiang Qingxue didn't know who Uncle Li was, and she didn't dare to ask, in case the original owner found out.
She could only mutter, "Then come back early."
Lin Yuansheng thought she was just hungry, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He nodded slightly and walked further down.
Jiang Qingxue sat on the only small stool and watched him walk away into the distance.
Once again, it must be said that the Jiang family was truly poor, with only one stool, one table, and one bed as their entire furniture, as poor as can be.
Jiang Qingxue looked at the dense bamboo forest behind the house, lost in thought.
After about twenty minutes, Lin Yuansheng finally appeared in front of Jiang Qingxue.
In fact, Lin Yuansheng was somewhat surprised that she had stayed here for a whole day.
Usually, she would go out as soon as she woke up, even if she wasn't feeling well. It was as if there was something she extremely detested here, but today she had stayed here all day.
Although they didn't speak, it still made people uneasy and deeply afraid of the beatings that could come at any time.
But the fact was, she had stayed at home for a whole day and she hadn't scolded or hit him at all. Her attitude could even be considered gentle.
Lin Yuansheng stood there, because the door was blocked by someone, he had to stop, lowered his head, and silently waited for the person to give instructions.
Jiang Qingxue didn't know what to say, she was afraid that she would reveal something as soon as she opened her mouth, her eyes glanced around but she didn't speak.
She felt embarrassed herself, but she stopped the person and didn't know what to say.
Lin Yuansheng raised a pair of cat-like eyes, with narrow ends, and a hint of doubt, "Madam, I'm going to cook."
His eyelashes trembled, he was actually afraid, but he also felt that it didn't seem right for the two of them to stand at the door, it would be better to go inside and talk.
"Oh, okay then, you can go."
Jiang Qingxue stepped aside decisively, so decisively that it made Lin Yuansheng's heart tremble, what did she want to do?
Or maybe, she wanted to trick me into doing something?
Thinking of the last time Jiang Qingxue was so gentle, Lin Yuansheng's eyes became moist.
Jiang Qingxue didn't know that her simple gesture could be interpreted in various ways, she sat upright on the only small stool, looking somewhat obedient.
She couldn't help but feel stiff all over in an unfamiliar place.
Note: Revised