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To avoid being rushed the next day, she washed and processed the fern before nightfall, and also prepared the tree leaves for wrapping the cabbage and the grass for bundling. Yesterday, some of the bought garlic and carrots hadnât been stir-fried, so together with todayâs purchase, there were enough ingredients for a pick of stir-fried fern.
She woke up at four in the morning, started frying directly, and took the cowâs car to town to sell the stir-fried fern at five oâclock.
Since the money was spent all yesterday, todayâs cowâs car fare was owed first, and would be paid on the way back.
Selling fresh stir-fried fern that day went very smoothly, with many return customers who liked the taste from yesterdayâs purchase.
Su Qingyueâs pick of stir-fried fern was sold out in just over two hours. She earned 590 cents, and went to the porcelain jar shop again. A fist-sized porcelain bottle cost one cent each, she bought a hundred of them, and also bought a big wooden basin, and then headed home the same way.
After paying for the taxi fare in the morning and at noon, she still had more than 400 cents left. When she got home, she went about her business just like yesterday. However, she took the time to process the medicine suitable for facial sores first, then fused it with the poison spider juice she had been saving, and made it into an ointment, which she applied carefully to her face in front of the water basin.
In a short time, the sores on her face would be healed.
However, with the ointment on her face, the pus sores looked green and unsightly.
As soon as she entered the master bedroom, the three men on the bed looked over at her.
Xiao Yishan and Xiao Qinghe were startled for a moment, then showed concern in their eyes.
Xiao Yuchuan gasped, âWife, what happened to your face?â
âDisfigured,â she replied.
âPfft! Wife, you canât be serious.â Xiao Yuchuan stared at her, âYour face is already ugly enough, why worry about being disfigured or notâ¦â
She felt a surge of anger, âXiao Yuchuan, will you die if you donât insult someone with that mouth of yours?â
âI wonât die.â He shook his head and whined, âIâm just telling the truth, where am I hurting youâ¦â
She was overcome with the impulse to burst into tears, âSo you mean Iâm very uglyâ¦â Even though she knew she was ugly now, she didnât like to be called ugly!
Xiao Yuchuan was about to say yes, but seeing his wifeâs murderous eyes, he shrank his neck, âNoâ¦â
Su Qingyue was a little upset. She could have applied the medicine for facial sores two days earlier, but she was just too busy these two days. She thought making money was more important, so it wouldnât matter if she was late for a day or two. But who knew that as soon as she applied the medicine, her third brother would start to âhurtâ her heart.
âYueâer, is your face okay?â Xiao Yishan asked with concern.
âI made my own medicine for face sores. Second brother, donât worry.â
âThatâs good.â Xiao Yishan was relieved. He believed in his wifeâs medical skills.
Qinghe said nothing. His quiet gaze filled with concern made Qingyue feel very warm.
Only Xiao Yuchuanâs annoying appearance made her want to slap a few times.
âWife, will your face be okay after applying the medicine?â, Yuchuan asked curiously.
She snorted coldly, âNone of your business.â
âHow is it not my business? Youâre my wife!â
âIt wonât get better,â she didnât feel like telling the truth. In a short time, when the sores on her face healed and she became beautiful, he would be shocked! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âAwoo⦠Awooâ¦â The little bastard entered, dragging his injured leg. His small body rubbed against Su Qingyueâs feet.
Su Qingyue squatted down and put the little bastard on her hands, âLittle guy, youâre even better than my husband.â
That sentence made the hearts of the three men on the bed stir.
Both Xiao Yishan and Xiao Qinghe were nervous.. Wasnât a little wolfling even more important than her husbands in their wifeâs heart?