The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Seeing this, Su Yu quickly pulled out a piece of soft bamboo paper from his pocket, handed it to Xier, and said softly: "Come, use this to blow your nose."

Xier took it obediently and wiped it carefully, imitating the adults, which made Su Yu feel very relieved.

Once upon a time, Xier always liked to wipe her nose with her sleeve, but after Su Yu's patient teaching, she finally developed the good habit of using a handkerchief.

Soon, the carriage stopped steadily next to the post station in Qingshui Town. After Su Yu properly arranged the carriage, she paid a tip and asked the people in the post station to help take care of her horse and ensure that it got enough rest and food.

She knew that the treatment might last a whole day, and how could the horse endure hunger and thirst without anyone to take care of it?

After taking care of everything, Su Yu held Xier's hand and walked slowly towards Huichun Hall.

There were few pedestrians on the streets of the small town in the early morning, with only a few early-rising vendors setting up their stalls. The air was filled with a fresh and tranquil atmosphere.

When we arrived at Huichun Hall, we saw Yuanfeng busy arranging various instruments needed for diagnosis and treatment, while Director Liu seemed to be still preparing and was nowhere to be seen.

"Yuanfeng."

Su Yu called softly, with gentle concern in her tone.

Yuan Feng looked up when he heard the voice, and when he saw Su Yu, a bright smile suddenly broke out on his face, as if he had encountered the most wonderful accident: "Director Su, you are here so early! I haven't even had time to prepare the diagnosis and treatment area for you yet."

Su Yu smiled slightly and thanked me humbly: "Thank you for your trouble."

Yuanfeng scratched his head embarrassedly and continued with his work, with a hint of shyness and admiration in his eyes.

Su Yu led Xier for a walk around Huichun Hall. Looking at the deserted streets, he thought that perhaps it was because he arrived too early and the patients had not yet gathered.

So, she asked Yuanfeng who was busy, "Yuanfeng, when do people usually start to see the doctor?"

Upon hearing this, Yuanfeng stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment and replied, "Generally speaking, around the time of Si, more people will gradually show up."

Although Su Yu was not very familiar with the time in ancient times, he could roughly guess from Yuanfeng's words and expression that it would take some time.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take Xier to town to buy some things and come back later."

Her idea was simple: if she became too busy to take care of Xier wholeheartedly, at least these pastries could keep her from going hungry.

Yuanfeng nodded in agreement: "Good idea, go ahead, I'll take care of this."

So, Su Yu took Xier to the town's pastry shop and carefully selected some snacks that looked delicious and easy to carry.

Her eyes were gentle, full of love for the little one, and she silently hoped that these sweet pastries could give Xier a little warmth and comfort while she was busy.

Passing by a colorfully decorated sugar painting stall, Xier stopped involuntarily, her eyes sparkling with desire for the sweet temptation.

Su Yu smiled knowingly, knowing that sweets always have an irresistible magic for children, not to mention the various shapes and colorful sugar paintings in front of her. They are like exquisite works of art that can easily capture every child's heart.

"Boss, how do you price your sugar paintings?"

Su Yu asked softly, a gentle inquiry in her voice.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face. When he sees a customer coming, he immediately puts on a smile, like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, warm and friendly.

"Oh, for two copper coins you can take away a piece of your favorite work. You can choose the pattern. I have a wide variety of products here."

As he spoke, he slowly pushed a wooden board carved with various patterns in front of Su Yu. The board was covered with patterns ranging from lively butterflies to mighty flying dragons, from delicate flowers to clever rabbits. Every carving revealed the craftsman's meticulousness and ingenuity.

"Xi'er, tell mother which one you like."

Su Yu said encouragingly to the little girl beside him, her heart full of anticipation for her daughter's preferences.

I thought Xier would point to those common flowers or dancing butterflies, but unexpectedly, the little girl frowned, pressed her lips into a line, and said nothing, as if she was not satisfied with these patterns.

This scene surprised Su Yu a little. After all, those patterns covered almost all the beauty of nature. It stands to reason that there should be one that could touch this little heart.

The uncle selling sugar paintings was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the atmosphere. If the morning business did not get off to a good start, it might affect the mood for the whole day.

So he quickly made amends, his words full of enthusiasm: "Oh, don't worry, these are just some common options on the board. If you have more special ideas in mind, just tell me, there is nothing I can't do."

Su Yu smiled slightly and explained: "My baby is a little shy and it's not convenient for him to speak."

Then he comforted Xier, "If there is nothing you like, let's just keep moving forward."

Just as Su Yu was about to take Xi'er away, the owner of the sugar painting shop got anxious and called out to them, "Wait a moment, wait a moment!"

Su Yu turned around and looked at the uncle with a puzzled look on his face, but the latter had already acted quickly, scooping up a spoonful of golden syrup with an attractive luster and pouring it freely on the flat stone slab. His movements were smooth and confident, as if he was creating a work of art rather than a simple sugar painting.

Su Yu muttered to herself, is this uncle going to forcefully recommend something special? What new tricks can a small business of just two copper coins bring? But she still held a trace of curiosity and decided to watch.

Soon, the stall owner deftly picked up a thin bamboo stick and lightly hooked it on the half-dried syrup, and the originally blurred lines instantly became vivid.

He then used a small shovel to carefully separate the finished sugar painting from the stone slab, his movements as gentle as treating a newborn baby, and then held the carefully crafted sugar figure in front of Xier, his eyes full of expectation and pride: "Child, take a look at this, do you like it?"

The image of the sugar figure is vivid, it is actually a picture of an adult leading a child together warmly. Although the facial lines are simple, the affection and warmth flowing in the sugar painting are clearly a microcosm of Su Yu and Xier's daily interactions.

Su Yu couldn't help but marvel in his heart. The craftsman's creativity and observation skills were indeed extraordinary.

Xier's eyes suddenly lit up with bright light. She took the sugar man that seemed to be tailor-made for her with great surprise, and a happy smile spread across her little face.

Su Yu rubbed her head lovingly, his heart full of warmth and doting - this child always brings unexpected touches to people inadvertently.

The stall owner smiled upon seeing this, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Su Yu took out two copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the other party, then took Xier's hand and continued on his journey home.