90s: Koi beauty reborn and became rich

"Grandpa, where did you pick up this person from?" Yi Congxin was surprised.

The old man groaned, stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, holding his tired waist and unable to speak.

Yi Congxin pursed her lips tightly, lifted the young man's arm with force, and together with the old man, half-dragged and half-lifted the young man into the dilapidated temple.

Just as she expected, this night was very lively.

The old man took a lot of effort to drag the man back. He was sweating profusely and his asthma worsened. In addition to the external injuries, the young man had a high fever and was unconscious.

Yi Congxin reserved the driest and most comfortable place in the temple for the two of them, and covered the two patients with the old bedding he brought from home. After taking care of the old one, he took care of the young one.

She spent almost the entire night running between the old man, the young man, and the medicine jars, cooking and feeding, collecting and boiling herbs, and feeding and cooling herbs.

It was not until the second half of the night, when the old man and the young man had fallen into a deep sleep, that Yi Congxin snuggled up on a pile of hay in the corner and slept for a while.

She was so worried about delivering fresh herbs to Hu Cuicui at the foot of the mountain in the morning that she couldn't sleep at all. In addition, her waist and legs ached, so she woke up at dawn.

Yi Congxin glanced outside, quickly packed up his herbal medicine tools and headed into the mountains.

Near where she first collected Polygonatum, she found a genuine leather backpack.

This place is rarely visited. Could this bag belong to that young man?

She thought about it and put the backpack and the Polygonatum into the backpack.

Hu Cuicui and Chen Feng had been waiting for her at the foot of the mountain for a while.

Yi Congxin put more than half of the Polygonatum into her cousin's backpack and instructed, "Cousin, only sell these herbs to Zheng's, the shop across from Yan's. Go find Mr. Zheng Donggen and tell him I asked you to go. He'll understand immediately."

"Okay! Don't worry! I'll pay you for the goods tomorrow at the same time." Although Hu Cuicui didn't know what Yi Congxin was busy with, she agreed happily.

"Well, then I will give you new medicinal herbs tomorrow. By the way, cousin, when you come tomorrow, bring me some gauze and medicine, iodine tincture, hydrogen peroxide, paracetamol, amoxicillin capsules, and levofloxacin cream. You can buy them with the money from selling the medicinal herbs." Yi Congxin continued to remind him.

She was afraid that Hu Cuicui would not be able to remember them, so she wrote down all the medicines on a piece of paper, clearly stating the name, quantity, and brand.

There were also some daily necessities written on the paper, such as common salt, dry rice noodles, etc. She planned to improve the old man's diet.

Chen Feng, who had been waiting on the side, spoke up, "Cousin, I'll go do the work at Yan's right away."

"Well, cousin-in-law, no matter what, you have to pretend that you don't know me. If you find anything wrong with Yan Ji, remember to get some evidence or something."

Yi Congxin suspects that some of Yan Ji’s practices have touched the bottom line of the law.

Just in case, she had to collect evidence in advance.

Chen Feng patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll do it!"

Ever since he was discharged from the army, his reconnaissance skills had been sitting there unused for too long, and he had been itching to put them to use, so he started preparing yesterday afternoon.

Yi Congxin smiled and said goodbye to the two men. When she returned to the dilapidated temple sweating, the old man had woken up, but the young man was still dreaming.

Yi Congxin reached out and touched his forehead.

It’s okay. Young people have strong vitality, so the fever has subsided a little.

She took out the ginger duck she bought yesterday. It was a fresh and delicious dish yesterday, but today she could only reheat it and eat it as leftovers.

Fortunately, the old man had some glutinous rice, so he cooked the rice with his heart, and tore the duck meat into small pieces and put them into the porridge, making a pot of thin meat porridge.

The old man probably hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and he only stopped after eating two bowls.

Yi Congxin added some water to the porridge, making it much thinner, but this made it easier for the young man to swallow.

Seeing that the boy would not wake up for a while, she began to rummage through the remaining half basket of Polygonatum.

Cleaning, tidying, drying... she moves with skill and does it all in one go.

The old man sat quietly by the side, watching her busy herself. Yi Congxin also clearly felt that the old man's crazy behavior had become less and less frequent in recent days. Knowing that he would not do anything wrong, she just let him watch.

It was not until noon that the young man in the dilapidated temple slowly opened his eyes and moved his limbs with difficulty.

A piercing pain came over me instantly.

The boy was not very conscious.

He twisted his neck hard and looked around.

The first reaction is - am I dead or alive?

The second reaction was - where is this?

"Are you awake?" Yi Congxin heard the noise, glanced at the young man, and walked over.

Without waiting for the boy to reply, she took off the wet towel from his head and reached out to touch his forehead.

Good boy, the fever has subsided a little.

The young man looked at the person in front of him and was unexpectedly amazed.

One wash makes the world clean.

The young lady has clear eyes and eyebrows, which makes people unable to take their eyes off her.

His heart skipped a beat, as if burned. He quickly turned his head away and looked away, but his eyes couldn't help but drift towards her again.

Even the gloomy fog could not obscure her radiance. In the hazy state, the boy even vaguely guessed that maybe his deceased mother was worried about him and asked the fairy sister to take care of him.

But looking at the two dimples on her cheeks, they are full of human warmth.

Although he was in a strange place, he felt a sense of security.

It doesn't seem dangerous here anymore.

But the fairy sister was wearing a gray-blue coarse cloth dress, which looked older than the rag in his house.

The boy couldn't help but frown again.

How can a fairy dress so poorly?

Yi Congxin brought half a bowl of water and said, "Drink some water first."

Her voice was so beautiful, as clear and pure as a mountain spring. The boy felt as if his thirst had been quenched before he even drank the water.

It took him a while to react before he realized that he couldn't lift his arm at all.

Yi Congxin had no choice but to support his upper body and slowly soak the water into his cracked lips.

The boy's throat felt a little better.

"Yes...you saved me?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Yi Congxin shook his head and pointed at the old man, "Grandpa saved you."

The boy then realized that there was another person in the room.

An old man with gray hair and beard was squatting in the corner.

A few days ago, Yi Congxin took advantage of the old man's good mood and personally cut his hair and beard. He not only washed his hair, but also asked him to take a bath by the lake.

So now, except for the torn clothes, the old man's face and body are clean.

The boy looked frightened.

Except this old man is older, he looks exactly like the guy in the photo my mother treasures!

His mother clearly told him that his grandfather had passed away more than ten or twenty years ago.

Then who did he see?

The boy felt a tingling sensation in his heart and shuddered unconsciously.

Yi Congxin saw the boy's surprised look and thought he was a little scared, so he said, "Don't worry, Grandpa is a good man."

The boy pursed his lips, said nothing, and lowered his dark eyes.