The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

With the departure of Mrs. Xie and her family, most of the villagers also left, leaving only the village chief Xie Zhengyi and his wife Xie Dagang.

Xie Zhengyi fumbled in his pocket for a while, took out a hundred coins and handed it to Wang Xinyao, then said: "My family is not well off, so we can't help you much. Use this money to treat your child's illness first, and we can think about the future later. I believe things will get better slowly." After saying that, his eyes were full of confusion. Can life really get better slowly?

Indeed, in this day and age, life is difficult for everyone. Living with a stutter is already difficult, let alone curing the disease.

These 100 coins are probably the limit for the village chief's family. After all, they have a family to support, and it's not easy for anyone.

Although Wang Xinyao was raised by her aunt and uncle since she was a child, she never lacked money. Even her mother, who abandoned her when she was a child and never returned to see her, would occasionally send her some living expenses when she was a student.

After traveling to this remote and poor place, Wang Xinyao felt the hundred coins for the first time. They seemed to carry a heavy weight of warmth and kindness, and seemed particularly precious in these difficult years.

Wang Xinyao glanced at her empty yard. Drawing on the original owner's memories, she knew the family had no more food. With three children to support, she no longer hesitated and took the copper coins from the village chief.

"Thank you, Uncle Village Chief! Thank you, Brother Dagang and Sister-in-law!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief, Uncle Dagang, and Auntie!"

Wang Xinyao took her two children and bowed deeply to the village chief Xie Zhengyi and his family. The sincere gratitude and helpless situation made the village chief and his family feel pity.

After seeing off the village chief and his family, I estimated that it was already past three in the afternoon, which was called "晡时" in ancient times.

Wang Xinyao walked into the room and checked on Xie Xiaohua, finding her fever had returned. She had no choice but to give the little girl another cooling massage. After about ten minutes, she stood up, thinking this wasn't a long-term solution and that she needed to go up the mountain to find some herbs.

She told Dahua and Erhua to take good care of their sister. The two little girls were so well-behaved that it was heartbreaking. They told Wang Xinyao to go and rest assured that they would take good care of their sister. Wang Xinyao felt both relieved and a little sad. Then, she turned and walked quickly towards the back mountain.

Xiejia Village is an extremely poor mountain village, a typical example of remote and impoverished areas. Few people are literate here, and there are no doctors. Villagers need to go to the next village or town for medical treatment. As a result, most people in this village cannot afford to get sick.

This small village is surrounded by mountains. If it were in modern times, it would definitely be a very beautiful tourist attraction. The rolling hills, lush trees, and crystal-clear streams all exude the charm and tranquility of nature.

It’s a pity that in this era, its beauty is overshadowed by poverty, and the villagers live a hard life, busy working for their livelihood.

Wang Xinyao climbed to the middle of the mountain and was pleasantly surprised by the sight before her: clusters of precious medicinal herbs quietly growing on the land, a generous gift from nature.

Such a sight is rare in modern mountains. Most of the time, you only see cultivated herbs, lacking the aura of wild plants. These precious herbs seem like treasures from the depths of time, bearing witness to the passage of time and the mysteries of nature.

Wang Xinyao gazed at these medicinal herbs, her heart filled with emotion, as if she had become one with this ancient forest, feeling the breath and pulse of nature alongside these precious creatures. In this difficult place, Wang Xinyao deeply felt the blessing of heaven.

The people here are illiterate and know very little about medicinal herbs. Precious herbs that could be used as medicine are either fed to pigs or eaten when people are extremely hungry, while no one knows the medicinal value of their roots.

Ever since Xie Aniu was mauled by a tiger, everyone has confined themselves to the foot of the mountain, growing vegetables for a living. No one dares to venture halfway up the mountain. Wang Xinyao's discovery, like a ray of light in the darkness, offers her a glimmer of hope and the chance to change her current situation.

In the mountains, Wang Xinyao not only dug up some herbs for colds and flu, but also found Gastrodia elata, Coptis chinensis, Scutellaria baicalensis, etc.

While digging for herbs, she unexpectedly discovered many brown palm mushrooms. The brown palm mushrooms seemed to be another surprise given to her by nature.

She exclaimed, "Oh my god, so many palm mushrooms!"

These brown mushrooms were like little elves, growing quietly on the land. She excitedly began to pick them, but the cloth bag she brought was too small and soon filled up, leaving her with a feeling of regret.

At this moment, she wished she had a bigger bag so she could take all these precious palm mushrooms home. But reality is always full of regrets. She could only take the thirty or so palm mushrooms she had already collected and continue to look for more medicinal herbs that could treat her child.

This mountain forest gave her hope, yet it also left her torn between choices. She knew her child's condition could not be delayed, yet she was reluctant to give up these gifts of nature. In this moment of surprise and regret, Wang Xinyao's eyes were captivated by the chestnut trees.

The densely packed fallen chestnuts under the tree were like treasures bestowed by God, making her eyes light up with surprise. She could hardly believe her good fortune, and her heart was filled with joy, as if God was finally kind to her in this difficult time.

Wang Xinyao was extremely hungry at the moment, and the chestnuts seemed like a lifesaver. She hurriedly picked up some chestnuts and put them in her mouth.

As the sweet flavor of the chestnuts spread in her mouth, a sense of satisfaction washed over her, and she suddenly felt less hungry. That taste was nature's purest gift, carrying the scent of the earth and the warmth of the sun.

So, she picked up some more chestnuts and wanted to put them in her pocket, but her pocket was too small to hold more. She looked helplessly at the chestnuts in her hand and the fruits on the ground, and a trace of regret and reluctance welled up in her heart.

She knew that she couldn't stay here for too long as the child was still waiting for her to find herbs to treat his illness.

The herbs for typhoid fever were almost gone. Seeing that the sun was setting, Wang Xinyao, worried about her child at home with a fever, packed up her supplies and rushed home. Anyway, the herbs couldn't go away, so she decided to come back and collect them tomorrow morning!

When Wang Xinyao dragged her tired body to the foot of the mountain, the sky was like a gradually darkening painting, slowly shrouded by dusk.

At that moment, Xie Gouzi and his son were working diligently in the fields at the foot of the mountain. They were putting away their hoes, preparing to return home after a day's work. Their eyes fell on Wang Xinyao, who was walking down the mountain, and were suddenly filled with surprise.

Xie Gouzi kindly reminded her with concern, "Miss Xie, are you coming down from the mountain? Don't go there again next time. There are tigers on the mountain!"

"Okay, thank you Brother Gouzi, I will pay attention next time!" Wang Xinyao responded quickly.

Hearing that there was a tiger on the mountain, Wang Xinyao was startled, as if struck by thunder. Instantly, cold sweat oozed from her forehead and back. She looked down at her thin body, the scars on it faintly visible in the dim light, and they were still painful.

Looking back, I went up the mountain without any preparation. At that time, I was only thinking about digging some herbs on the mountain to solve the problem of my child's fever, and I didn't consider the dangers on the mountain at all.

Thinking about it now, it was a close call. If it weren't for her good luck, she might have met with an accident. She couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, and at the same time, she regretted her recklessness.

But fortunately, this time she escaped unharmed. She secretly made up her mind to be more cautious in the future and not put herself in such a dangerous situation again. Especially for the sake of her children, she had to protect herself so that she could better take care of them. Only with her, the three children could survive, and even live better!