Chapter 974: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 974: Fondness (3)
Cui Qingrou couldn’t bear to scare her nephew and gently comforted him. “Your grandmother is fine for now. But she is getting on in years—if you don’t return soon, who knows what might happen.”
Cui Ping’an had originally planned to act a little spoiled and convince his aunt to let him stay at the Mo household a few more days. But upon hearing this, he immediately dropped the idea. “Mm, mm. I’ll go back with Aunt. From now on, I won’t let Grandmother, Aunt, or Uncle worry about me anymore.”
Cui Qingrou looked at him with relief. “Xiao Qi really has grown up!”
“Aunt…” Embarrassed, Cui Xiao Qi scratched his head, feeling incredibly grateful to Mo Yan. He had been too unruly in the past and had never once considered things from his grandmother’s perspective. This time when he returned home, he would definitely apologize properly.
Cui Qingrou had originally planned to present a thank-you gift and take Cui Ping’an straight back to the Cui residence. But the brat insisted on finishing the day’s work first, saying he needed to see things through to the end before he could leave.
The aunt and nephew argued over it for a bit, and in the end, Cui Qingrou gave in and let him be.
Cui Ping’an only had two daily tasks: chopping wood and carrying water to irrigate the vegetable garden. Both required physical strength. In the past, he’d get exhausted after chopping wood for just a quarter of an hour and needed a break afterward. When carrying water, he could barely manage two half-filled buckets. But now, his body was much stronger. He could chop wood for a full half-hour without issue, and each time he carried water, he could lift two full buckets with ease.
Watching him work, Cui Qingrou felt both distressed and gratified. She had already noticed he seemed more energetic and robust, but seeing him do labor without much effort made her even more certain that his health had genuinely improved.
After learning that Mo Yan had been helping her nephew with his health all this time, Cui Qingrou was extremely grateful and thanked her again.
Mo Yan accepted her thanks with a guilty conscience, silently reminding herself that she absolutely must continue to help Cui Ping’an recover fully—otherwise, she wouldn’t deserve this gratitude.
With her current medical skills and zero practical experience, Mo Yan wouldn’t have dared to treat anyone if not for the spirit spring water. The herbal formula she had given Cui Ping’an, although carefully prepared, had never been tested on anyone before. She had no idea whether it would be effective or if it might cause harm.
If it hadn’t been for the backing of the spirit spring water, not even a thousand Mo Yans would’ve dared to gamble with someone’s health. Fortunately, the medicinal ingredients she chose were reliable, and even without using the spirit spring water, Cui Ping’an’s condition steadily improved without any side effects. This proved that the formula she’d come up with on her own was actually effective.
Since Cui Ping’an still hadn’t fully recovered, Mo Yan adjusted the prescription based on his current condition and prepared ten more doses for him to take home. Once he finished these, she told him to visit the Du Medical Hall and consult Physician Du. If everything checked out, there would be no need for further treatment.
Cui Qingrou once again expressed her thanks and silently lamented that such a wonderful young lady hadn’t ended up as her nephew’s wife.
At noon, Mo Yan prepared a full table of dishes to treat Cui Qingrou.
Cui Qingrou, for the first time, couldn’t control her appetite and ended up overeating a little. Watching her nephew wolf down four full bowls of rice, she suddenly understood why he was so reluctant to leave.
After the meal, Cui Ping’an rested for half an hour before continuing with chopping wood. When he finished, he carried two buckets to the Xiaoqing River to fetch water for irrigating the vegetable garden behind the Mo house.
The Mo family had a well, and they normally drew water from it for the garden. But to help train Cui Ping’an’s body, Mo Yan deliberately made him go farther and fetch it from the river.
Cui Ping’an made twenty trips back and forth. By the time the sun was setting, the fruits and vegetables in the garden had all been watered.
(End of Chapter)
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