Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

She quickly helped him up, pursed her lips and smiled, "Sorry, I didn't control my strength well for a moment."

Ling Ye's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

This woman is not even good at Qigong, how can she be so strong!

He was a big guy of 1.9 meters, but she pulled him like a little vegetable!

He sat up straight, patted the straw on his body, and frowned. It took him a while to digest the embarrassment.

"Let's go!"

The old man whipped the ox cart and it wobbled onto the road.

Lihua Village is almost isolated from the outside world because of several large mountains.

The young and capable people had already left, leaving only the elderly, weak and sick in the village. Throughout the year, there were almost no strangers coming in.

Those who stayed in the village made a living by farming.

It was the first time the old man had seen two angelic figures coming here, so he asked curiously, "Are you here for fun, or looking for someone?"

Ai Fei said, "I heard there's an old doctor in the village. Let's go in and ask him to treat our illness."

The old man said, "So you're here to see Old Felix! He's certainly quite capable, but he has a very strange temper and won't treat anyone easily. You better be prepared!"

Not to mention that they are from outsiders, even if the elderly in the village are sick, he would not easily let them see a doctor.

Ai Fei asked: "Why is it weird?"

The old man sighed, "He's just weird. He doesn't like to see people. He has a few big dogs, and he takes them with him every day to hide in the mountains to dig herbs. You can only see him during the busy farming season."

Ai Fei glanced at the fields around her. "It's the busy farming season now, so I should be able to see him, right?"

The old man nodded and said: "You came at the right time, the old raccoon is harvesting early rice these days.

However, during the busy rice harvest, his mood will be even worse, so you should be careful not to get into trouble!

Ai Fei said: "Thank you for the reminder, Grandpa."

The old man smiled and said, "You're welcome. It's a pleasure to have friends coming from afar.

I live next door to Old Li Tou. If he doesn't want to take you in, you can stay at my house for one night.

It's dark now, don't rush out of the village at night, it's dangerous to walk on the mountain roads at night!"

Ai Fei nodded: "Okay, thank you grandpa!"

Riding in a bullock cart was faster than walking, and they arrived at Lihua Village before the sun set.

Lihua Village got its name because the village is full of pear blossoms.

Now the pear blossoms have borne fruit, and the branches are full of green and yellow fruits.

Because there were too many, the elderly and children in the village could not eat them all, and they fell into the mountains and fields with no one to pick them up. It felt wild and primitive.

Lihua Village is very small, with only a dozen households, and there are ponds and rice fields in front of every household.

The lotus leaves in the pond are green and connected to the sky, and a few beautiful lotus flowers emerge from time to time.

The golden rice fields, some of which have been harvested and some of which have not yet been harvested, are shrouded in the sunset, beautiful and peaceful.

There is a heavy feeling of richness.

The old man drove the ox cart directly to a house and yelled at the old man in the field.

"Old Raccoon Head, someone's looking for you!"

After shouting, he jumped off the ox cart.

He looked at Ai Fei and Ling Ye in the car and said, "This is the old doctor you're looking for. You guys go talk to him first. I have to go back and cook. My wife is waiting for me at home."

Ai Fei nodded and said, "Okay, take care, old man."

The old man's face was sunburned red, he laughed and pulled the ox cart home.

Ai Fei glanced at the old man who was harvesting in the field.

He was thin but strong, wielding a sickle to harvest crops, his movements slow but powerful, with several big yellow dogs following him, their tails wagging...