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With her rosy cheeks, Yu Chunmiao said to the boss, "One bowl for each, please."
While eating noodles, Qi Chong kept expressing his concern. "The doctor said you can't touch cold water, and you need to cover yourself at night."
Yu Chunmiao kicked him lightly and replied, "Just eat your noodles."
Qi Chong immediately fell silent; his wife didn't like too much chatter.
Chen Ruolan watched with a smile, pleased that her son had finally woken up to the situation.
"Herb jelly, herb jelly, brew it for a refreshing drink," a woman carrying a load of herb jelly passed by the noodle stall.
Yu Chunmiao recalled how her grandmother used to make Xian Cao Mi for her when she was little. After leaving her grandmother's home, no matter how expensive the Xian Cao Mi was, it never tasted the same.
Lost in thought, she stared at the woman until she disappeared from view.
Qi Chong assumed she was craving Xian Cao Tea. "Do you like Xian Cao Tea? No need to buy any; we have plenty on the other mountain. I’ll have Qi Rong gather some for you when we get back, and I’ll brew it for you."
Yu Chunmiao nodded, wondering what Qi Chong's Xian Cao Mi would taste like.
When they returned home, Qi Yuan and Qi Rong had already washed and laid out the mushrooms to dry.
Qi Rong looked dejected as he said to Yu Chunmiao, "Sister-in-law, it hasn't rained lately, so the mushrooms aren't growing."
Mushrooms relied on rainwater and sunlight to thrive. Now that it was June and spring's continuous rain had passed, they mostly faced heavy downpours.
Without rain, their source of income was cut off.
Yu Chunmiao was also worried about making money but tried to remain composed in front of her younger brother. "Don't worry; let me think of other ways to earn some money."
Qi Yuan stepped forward and said, "I've finished fixing the bed. I can repair some old items around the house and then go out to find work."
Qi Chong gently squeezed her shoulder and reassured her, "Don't we still have some silver? I don't need medicine anymore; Mother has changed my prescription. I can hold on until my leg heals. You shouldn't worry too much. Sun Daifu said you need to recuperate; isn't this a good time to rest at home?"
Once his leg healed, their household would have an additional source of income, allowing Yu Chunmiao to work less hard.
"Sister-in-law, are you sick?" Qi Rong asked anxiously. "What’s wrong? Where do you feel unwell?"
Seeing Qi Rong almost in tears made Yu Chunmiao feel touched. She gave him a bright smile and said, "I'm fine; just feeling a little uncomfortable. The doctor prescribed some medicine; I'll be okay after taking a few doses. Don't worry."
Qi Chong ordered his younger brother, "Your sister-in-law is fine; she wants some Xian Cao Tea. Go gather some from the back mountain."
Qi Rong was more than willing to help his sister-in-law, so with a sigh, he shouldered the basket and headed up the mountain.
Yu Chunmiao, feeling drowsy again, had her hand taken by Chen Ruolan, who said, "You're tired again. Don't hold back; go take a nap."
With half-closed eyes, Yu Chunmiao nodded and went to sleep in her mother-in-law's room.
Qi Chong turned to Qi Yuan and said, "There's no rush for the bed. First, let's build a bathhouse for your sister-in-law, set up a bath tub, and also prepare a foot soaking bucket. The doctor said she needs to soak in hot water more often."
The Qi family used to have a bathhouse and a bath tub set up in the backyard. However, during a heavy rainstorm, a large rock rolled down from the mountain and destroyed them.
At that time, Qi Fu was still around and took Qi Chong to clear the mountain debris. They had planned to rebuild the bathhouse, but after Qi Fu had an accident, the project was delayed.
Receiving instructions, Qi Yuan grabbed an axe and went up the mountain to chop wood.
After sleeping for two hours, Yu Chunmiao was awakened by the unique fragrance of the fairy grass wafting through the air. She made her way to the kitchen and found Qi Chong bending over with his injured leg while brewing Xian Cao Tea.
As she approached, she fanned the steam towards her nose with her hand and inhaled deeply; it smelled wonderful.
Qi Chong smiled slightly. This ingredient was everywhere, and since his wife liked it, he could make it for her every day.
Yu Chunmiao looked around and noticed that aside from a bowl of Taofen on the stove, there was nothing else.
"Are you making fairy grass without any lye? What about tapioca flour? That would work too."
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