Chapter 7: There is Room For the Poor Daughter
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**Chapter 7: The Space**
“Where are Daohua and Wentao?”
Outside the woods, Old Madam Yan stretched her neck, frequently glancing into the trees, her face showing clear concern.
Uncle Sun also looked anxious: “Madam, should I go look for them?” The escort’s cart had just passed a moment ago; if they didn’t hurry, they might miss them.
Old Madam Yan waved her hand: “No, if you miss them, it won’t be good.”
Just then, Aunt Sun suddenly called out in delight.
“They’re back! They’re back!”
Old Madam Yan and Uncle Sun both brightened up, quickly turning to look into the woods. Their expressions changed drastically when they saw Wentao carrying a boy on his back, with Daohua supporting another, stumbling back toward them.
“Quick, quick, go help them!” Old Madam Yan instinctively shouted.
Without a second thought, Uncle Sun ran toward Daohua and the others.
With Uncle Sun’s help, Daohua and the others quickly got onto the cart.
As soon as they were in the cart, Uncle Sun didn’t need to be told; he drove the horses away at full speed.
Inside the cart, Daohua didn’t have time to explain to Old Madam Yan. She quickly took out a small porcelain bottle from her bag: “Third Brother, lift his shirt. I’ll apply some medicine.”
Wentao immediately complied, but when he touched the wounded boy’s blood-stained abdomen, his hands trembled slightly.
As the wounded boy’s shirt was lifted, a horrific gash came into view, shocking everyone.
Seeing Daohua recklessly lifting the porcelain bottle to pour medicine onto the wounded boy’s wound, the other boy quickly reached out: “His injury is too severe; we need to find a doctor first. We can’t just apply medicine recklessly.”
Daohua’s eyes widened: “Where are we going to find a doctor now? By the time you find one, he’ll be dead from blood loss!”
The other boy knew it was unlikely to find a doctor at this moment, but he was still worried.
The wounded boy was injured while saving him; if he died not from the kidnappers but from the wrong medicine, that would be too unjust.
“But… you can’t just apply medicine recklessly!”
“What recklessly? This is high-quality hemostatic medicine!” The wounded boy’s face was already pale from blood loss. Daohua, feeling anxious, saw the other boy holding her back and, without thinking, shrugged him off.
Under normal circumstances, the boy wouldn’t have been easily pushed aside. But at this moment, he had been starved for several days by the kidnappers and, after the struggle with the woman, he had no strength left.
The boy was tossed aside, hitting his head and instantly losing consciousness. Before slipping into darkness, he weakly watched as Daohua poured some unknown powder over the wounded boy.
The cart fell silent as Daohua focused on applying the medicine.
During this time, Old Madam Yan remained silent. Only after Daohua finished applying the medicine and the wounded boy fell into a deep sleep did she glare at Daohua and Wentao with an angry expression.
“Grandmother, please don’t be angry. Daohua won’t dare again in the future.”
“Is there anything in this world you wouldn’t dare to do? What were you thinking? Those are ruthless kidnappers; have you considered what would happen if you were caught?”
“And you, Wentao! Daohua is reckless, but you’re just as reckless for following her and causing chaos!”
“Grandmother, I was wrong.”
“You were wrong indeed.”
In a daze, Xiao Yeyang vaguely heard the low voices of three people. At first, he was confused, but as he remembered escaping from the kidnappers, he suddenly regained consciousness and opened his eyes wide.
This was an old cart, obviously not from a wealthy family.
At this moment, there were only him and the wounded boy inside.
Seeing that the wounded boy’s breathing was steady and his complexion wasn’t as pale as he had imagined, Xiao Yeyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“Ah, you’re awake?”
Suddenly, the cart curtain was lifted, and the child who had appeared out of nowhere and knocked out the kidnapper with a rock entered the cart.
The child glanced at him, then at the wounded boy, before pulling out a water gourd and handing it to him.
Seeing the boy staring at him and not accepting the water gourd, Daohua rolled her eyes.
This little brat is so cautious.
“Drink, it’s not poisoned.”
Xiao Yeyang hesitated for a moment before taking the gourd. It wasn’t that he was worried about poison; it was just that his upbringing told him not to take things from strangers.
But right now, he was starving.
Forget about upbringing.
“Glug glug~”
Xiao Yeyang drank half the gourd in one go. If he hadn’t seen the other boy’s cheeks puffing up, he might have finished it all.
Embarrassed, he returned the gourd and awkwardly asked, “What’s this soup?” It’s really delicious!
Even though he had lived in the most prestigious places since childhood and had seen all kinds of good things, there was nothing among the foods he had tasted that compared to the liquid in this gourd.
Moreover, after drinking the soup, his weak body seemed to regain strength.
Could it be his imagination?
Even the best tonics shouldn’t have such effects!
The gourd wasn’t large. Daohua shook it and found that there wasn’t much soup left. Her face immediately fell.
The gourd didn’t contain anything special; it was just rice soup.
But the materials used to cook the rice soup were extraordinary, sourced from her space.
Yes, space.
Having transmigrated to the ancient times, the heavens seemed to fear that she wouldn’t survive, so they gave her a golden finger—space, a small green rice flower, which grew in the palm of her right hand.
The space wasn’t large, and there were no spirit springs or opportunities for cultivation to be found; it only had three plots of land—one yellow soil, one red soil, and one black soil—each only one mu in size.
This space was quite troublesome; it needed to absorb the aura of plants and trees from the outside world, with rice aura being the best.
In summary, she had to interact with nature frequently for the rice flower in her palm to remain vibrant and glossy.
The greener the rice flower, the richer the soil in the space, and the more nutritious the things produced.
She discovered her space for the first time when she was six months old.
At that time, she couldn’t go outside and had no access to the aura of plants and trees, so the three plots of land in her space were, to say the least, in as bad condition as the cracked land in the dry North.
After she could walk and run, she began her mission to enrich the soil of her space.
This lasted for nine years.
Efforts pay off; the quality of the things produced in her space now was definitely several times better than those outside.
The rice soup in the gourd was specially prepared for Old Madam Yan.
Over the years, even though she occasionally fed Old Madam Yan food grown in her space, making her health much better than an ordinary old woman, she was still old and had grown weary after traveling for more than half a month.
Now, her rice soup had been consumed by someone!
Daohua glared at Xiao Yeyang, and thinking about the other person in the cart who was still unconscious, she decided to pour the remaining rice soup into his mouth.
(End of Chapter)
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