Snow Color

For Zhiruo, there is another deeper meaning in choosing this place. The rumored "Langhuan Blessed Land" contains endless martial arts books, which undoubtedly became a precious opportunity for her to improve her martial arts and enhance her own strength. After all, in this strange and alien world, only with strong enough power can one protect oneself. So, Zhiruo secretly made up her mind that after everything was arranged, she would go to the "Langhuan Blessed Land" to find out and find the martial arts secrets suitable for her practice, so as to achieve her goal as soon as possible.

"Nannan, you finally woke up! Come and drink this bowl of medicine. Dad knows you are afraid of bitterness, but don't be afraid, I bought you your favorite candied fruit. As long as you drink the medicine, you can eat the candied fruit." Father Zhou walked into the room with the freshly boiled medicine with joy, and saw his daughter who had woken up at a glance. He gently placed the medicine on the table, and then spoke to Zhiruo gently.

It turned out that the original owner was hit by wind and waves while on a boat, and the cold rain soaked her whole body. Although she returned to the shore after going through untold hardships, her face became extremely pale. That night, the original owner began to have a high fever and her condition was very serious. The doctor came to treat her and prescribed several prescriptions. The situation improved slightly, but then there were several intermittent fever symptoms. Just last night, the original owner had a high fever again, and Zhou's father happened to go out to invite a new doctor for her. However, it was during this period that the original owner passed away, and she was replaced by the one who traveled through time. Since coming to this world, Tuanzi has keenly noticed that the host's physical condition is very bad, so he did not hesitate to feed the host a precious fitness pill. Thanks to this, when the doctor visited again last night, he was surprised to find that the little girl's body had gradually begun to recover.

Zhiruo slowly sat up from the bed and gently picked up the bowl of black medicine in front of her with her small hands. She closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and drank it all in one gulp.

As soon as the medicine entered her throat, waves of nauseating bitterness immediately rose in her mouth. Zhiruo hurriedly opened her mouth and let Zhou's father quickly stuff a candied fruit into it. In an instant, the originally strong bitterness was slightly suppressed.

Zhiruo's wrinkled face gradually relaxed. "Daddy, look, I'm much better now! I don't need to drink this unpalatable medicine anymore. Come and have a look." After the bitter taste in her mouth gradually faded away, Zhiruo couldn't wait to get out of bed and walk towards Zhou's father, and said this to him in a delicate voice. While speaking, she did not forget to pull Zhou's father's sleeve, and kept asking him to take a good look at her, as if she wanted to prove to him that she had indeed recovered and didn't need to suffer the pain of taking medicine anymore.

Father Zhou looked at his daughter's face, which was originally bloodless and pale as paper, and now had a little rosy color. His heart finally settled down. It seemed that his daughter's condition had indeed improved, which really comforted him a lot.

"Then you have to finish these doses of medicine no matter what!" Father Zhou looked at his daughter, who had a bitter face and was full of resistance to taking the medicine. Although he felt reluctant, he still hardened his heart and said.

When Zhiruo heard that she had to continue drinking the hard-to-swallow medicine, she instantly felt like a deflated ball, leaning listlessly against the bedside, not even having the strength to speak. In fact, she knew in her heart that she was really ill this time, and her father had good intentions and wanted her to recover quickly. But when she thought of the bitter and unpleasant taste of the medicine, Zhiruo couldn't help but frown.

As for Zhou's father, he was worried all day long because of Zhiruo's illness in the past few days. He knew that his daughter was afraid of taking bitter medicine since she was a child, but he was also worried that if she didn't take the medicine, her condition would get worse. So under this contradictory mentality, he could only try his best to persuade Zhiruo to take the medicine on time and silently pray that she would recover soon.

With no other options, Zhiruo could only drink bowl after bowl of black medicine soup obediently for the next two days. Every time, she pinched her nose, closed her eyes, and drank it all in one gulp, as if she was completing a difficult task.

However, in the past few days, Zhiruo has been thinking hard all day, trying to find a way to persuade Zhou's father to move away, but she encountered many difficulties. First, the Zhou family has settled here for generations, and their emotional attachment to this land is like a tree rooted in the soil; second, Zhiruo's biological mother Zhou's mother is also buried here. Without sufficient and legitimate reasons, it is really difficult to persuade Zhou's father to move his family.

Finally, the day came. Zhou's father was busy at home preparing for fishing in two days. Recently, Zhiruo fell ill and the family was in financial difficulties, almost unable to make a living. When Zhiruo's condition improved a little, Zhou's father planned to go fishing again to earn a meager income to supplement the family expenses.

At that time, Zhou's father was concentrating on repairing the fishing nets when he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching, grief-stricken cry from the neighbor's house. His heart tightened, and he quickly put down his work as if he had been electrocuted, and hurried to the next door neighbor to find out what was going on.

When Zhiruo finally saw Zhou's father return, she was surprised to find that he was shrouded in deep worry and anxiety. His face was full of anxiety and confusion, as if he had encountered a huge predicament. Zhiruo was puzzled and eager to know what had happened.

She quickly asked Tuanzi, who was still in the system space, and learned that Lin Dalang, the neighbor next door, was unfortunately involved in a fierce fight between the Tartars and the Jianghu people. The dispute ended with the Jianghu people fleeing the scene, but the angry Tartars vented their anger on the innocent people around them, causing them to be massacred. Poor Lin Dalang also became a victim of this incident and suffered an unprovoked disaster.

When Zhou's father heard about this, he could not help but feel panic. He began to worry about what kind of danger Zhiruo would face if he encountered a similar situation when fishing on the river in the future. He was worried and could not imagine what kind of fate his daughter might encounter.

Now, the Tartars have left a deep mark here, and they are likely lurking nearby waiting for prey. Faced with such a difficult situation, Zhou's father was in a dilemma. If he stopped fishing on the river, how would his family make a living in the future?

Zhiruo silently watched her father's frowning brows, secretly understanding the pain and helplessness in his heart. However, she was smart and keenly realized that this might also be a great opportunity - an opportunity to persuade her father to move away.

In the past two days, Zhou's father has been staying at home and dared not go out fishing easily.