90s: Koi beauty reborn and became rich

"Let's make medicine together...I'll make the medicine?" The old man murmured helplessly.

Yi Congxin suppressed her sadness and smiled at him, "Well, Grandpa is the best. Grandpa will make it."

After a long time, the old man showed a rare smile on his face, clenched a piece of Polygonatum, and nodded.

"Grandpa, when we make money, I'll take you down the mountain. The world down there has changed a lot. We..."

Yi Congxin calmly spoke about his next plan, and the old man listened quietly, with a mixture of light and dark in his eyes, sometimes confused and sometimes clear.

A faint ray of moonlight sprinkled on the old man, and the gentle evening breeze blew the white hair on his temples, blowing away the tragic nightmare of displacement and soothing the delirium and confusion left by memories.

Xin Yu lay in the temple with his eyes closed.

Although he seemed to be asleep, he was actually listening quietly.

This old man is knowledgeable about medicinal herbs, and my mother revealed before her death that she came from a medical family, and her ancestors had many famous Chinese medicine practitioners and drug dealers in Shanghai. Could it be that the old man was really his grandfather?

He actually wanted to rush out right now and ask the old man in person.

But in his current condition, he can barely protect himself... He is worried that he will be a burden to the old man.

After thinking it over, Xin Yu decided to keep quiet for the time being and observe quietly.

Unfortunately, his bag fell somewhere when he was escaping. There was a photo of his mother in it. Perhaps when the old man's condition stabilizes, I can find the bag and ask him about the photo. This would be the most convenient way.

No matter what, the old man and the sister were his saviors. He would not drag them down and would find an opportunity to repay them.

In addition to his mother's photos, the backpack also contained the private money his mother had saved for him over the years, all of which were kept in a dragon card. When he was able to move again, he wanted to go down the mountain and withdraw some of the money to thank the two of them.

Although Xin Yu is young, he has been a person with strong opinions since he was young.

However, no matter how independent-minded he was, he had never experienced being chased by someone, and he suspected that the person chasing him was arranged by his stepmother.

So after his injury healed, would he return to Shanghai SIPG to endure the humiliation and seek revenge, or would he take the remaining money and wander the world, far away from that home that offered no warmth...

He hasn't thought about it yet.

It is said that if there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. It seems that this is absolutely true.

When he thought of his father's indifference and the expressions of his stepmother and stepbrother... Xin Yu felt another pain in his chest and his body became hotter and hotter.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Yi Congxin was interrupted by the cough coming from the temple. She wiped her sore nose and smiled at the old man. "Grandpa, I'll go over and take a look. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Xin Yu's situation is not good.

Although there were no fractures, the soft tissues were severely damaged, the body was covered with scars, and there was an obvious hematoma on the head. The person was burning again, his cheeks were red, and his dark eyes were dim.

Now Yi Congxin had no anti-inflammatory or antipyretic drugs, so he had to use the old method and boiled a bowl of herbal medicine for him under the moonlight.

After finishing a bowl, Xin Yu's body was still burning hot.

Yi Congxin was worried that he was delirious due to the fever, so she stayed by his side all night without sleeping, and kept changing cold towels to cool him down physically.

It was not until the second half of the night that Xin Yu slowly fell asleep, still mumbling: "Mom... Mom, don't die... Dad, don't leave..."

Yi Congxin didn't know his past, but she knew he had fallen off a cliff alone, covered in wounds. Listening to his dream talk, it seemed like he had lost his parents as well...

Unexpectedly, in a dilapidated temple deep in the mountains, three people who had lost their loved ones gathered together, and each one had a more miserable life story than the other.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy, and the movements of changing the towel in her hands became more gentle.

In the nightmare, Xin Yu felt a trace of human warmth, like a few strands of fairy sister's hair brushing across his face.

In the chaos, he was afraid that the warmth was just an illusion, and he unconsciously grabbed the soft little hand.

The warmth of the little hand gave off a coolness that seemed to have stopped the pain all over the body.

When Yi Congxin woke up, she found herself leaning on Xin Yu's shoulder, one of her hands was tightly held, and a quilt was draped over her body.

It took her a while to react, and then she remembered that she was so busy last night that she fell asleep leaning against the wall. Unexpectedly, she leaned against the patient.

She gently pulled out her numb left hand, rubbed her sore shoulder, packed up some clematis she had picked yesterday and went down the mountain.

Only Hu Cuicui was waiting at the foot of the mountain, waving at her from afar.

Hu Cuicui was busy giving her the medicine Yi Congxin had given her yesterday. Yi Congxin looked around and asked, "Cousin, isn't your brother-in-law with you?"

"Don't mention it. He was busy until midnight last night before going home. I let him sleep a little longer this morning and go directly to Yan's later."

Is Yan Ji so busy?

Yi Cong was confused in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and showed no emotion at all.

She trusted her cousin and his wife and was not in a hurry to ask.

She took out 10 yuan from the stack of bills Hu Cuicui gave her and said, "Cousin, this is yours."

"What are you doing? I don't want it." Hu Cuicui was startled and quickly pushed Yi Congxin's hand back.

It's just a favor between relatives. It's the slack season now, but it's not the busy season when we don't have time.

"Cousin, I'll have to trouble you to come over to get herbs and deliver things every day. Even though we are relatives, we still have to settle the accounts clearly." Yi Congxin pushed it back into her hand.

"I won't accept this anyway." Hu Cuicui couldn't argue with her, so she clenched her fists and refused to open her hands to take it.

"Not accepting it means you think it's too little?" Yi Congxin asked deliberately.

"You, you, don't joke."

"Good cousin, please accept it." Yi Congxin stuffed the money directly into Hu Cuicui's trouser pocket.

She was afraid that the two would argue over this little money again, so she quickly changed the subject, "Cousin, I moved out of my home and now live in a temple in the back mountain."

"What?" Hu Cuicui didn't bother to refuse the money. Her face exploded. "Did your family kick you out? Your aunt is making trouble again?!"

"It's not her. It's a long story. Anyway, if you need to find me, don't come to my house. It's more convenient to pick herbs in the back mountain."

Hu Cuicui looked at her thoughtfully and nodded. "Okay, as long as you have a place to live, but you have to be careful. If that doesn't work out, you can come to my house. My mother-in-law has cleaned up her old room and let you live there."

Her mother-in-law passed away two years ago and the house has been empty ever since.

Yi Congxin smiled and shook his head. "It's quiet up in the back hills. No one's watching over me, and it's convenient for me to work."

Seeing that she was determined not to go, Hu Cuicui gave up and then remembered something and said, "Oh, by the way, your brother-in-law asked the old guys at Yan's and they said that Yan Silan seemed to be ill and hadn't been to the store for several days."

"Are you sick?" Yi Congxin raised her eyebrows, remembering that it was indeed raining heavily on the day she came here. Yan Silan forgot to bring an umbrella when she ran away, so she might have been caught in the rain.

"Since she got sick, her husband has been in charge of the shop. It's all in a hurry. He only does the work of loading and unloading the herbs, but the amount of goods coming in and out is really huge."

Hu Cuicui missed her husband and couldn't help but express her concerns, "Yan Silan won't never come again, right?"