The stepsister of a peasant family in a book is spoiled by the big brothers

Qin Huiyin first boiled some water and used the cooled warm water to wash the wounds on his body.

While wiping, she observed Song Ruize's reaction. When she saw him frowning and groaning in pain, she lowered her head and blew on his wound, trying to relieve his pain.

“You’re really asking for your life.”

"You feel the pain now? It's too late!"

Qin Huiyin complained, but her hands moved more and more lightly.

After she cleaned the blood stains on his body, she searched the room but couldn't find any clean cloth, so she had to tear off the lining of her dress.

She bandaged the wound with a cloth, covered him with clean clothes, then took his sickle, carried his backpack and went up the mountain to collect herbs.

As soon as she left, Song Ruize, who was lying there, opened his eyes.

He had just woken up.

When he just regained consciousness, he heard Qin Huiyin's complaints. He rarely showed any violent emotions, but pretended to know nothing and let her toss her around.

He tried to sit up, but his abdomen ached and blood began to gush out of the wound again.

When he felt the wet blood and smelled the bloody smell in the air, he suddenly had the thought of "let's just end it like this".

Qin Huiyin didn't leave for long and soon came back with fresh herbs.

She cleaned the herbs and divided them into two parts, half for external application and half for internal use.

She first fried the medicine for internal use in a pan, and then crushed the medicine for external use with a wooden hammer.

She returned to Song Ruize's room with the crushed medicinal mud.

"You're lucky to have met me. Let's make a deal. I saved you, so when you wake up, please don't scare me. I'm a coward and can't stand being scared."

"You lost your mother when you were young, and now you've lost your father. No one likes you, but you are you. Why should you need others to like you? You have to take care of your body."

"This medicine is a little bit cold, it won't hurt once you apply it."

Qin Huiyin applied medicine to Song Ruize and rebandaged him. When she saw that the cloth was soaked, she tore off the lining of her skirt again.

She returned to the kitchen, took out some of the firewood from the stove, and turned the high fire down to a low heat to fry slowly.

While waiting, Qin Huiyin looked at the messy kitchen, hesitated for a moment, and then started to clean it up.

As someone who often stays in the kitchen, seeing such a dirty and messy kitchen really tortures her, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia.

After the medicine was boiled, she chilled it with well water.

She returned to Song Ruize's bedside and saw that he had woken up. She put down the medicine bowl and took a few steps back. She said sincerely, "I found you fainted at the door, so I carried you in. I know a little about herbal medicine. Seeing that you had a fever and were injured and needed to be under control immediately, I took the initiative to go and collect herbs. If you don't want to drink it, then don't drink it. I just don't want to see you die in your own home for Uncle Song's sake. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Song Ruize watched Qin Huiyin run away like a mouse seeing a cat and sneered.

His eyes rested on the medicine bowl not far away.

The pain in his abdominal wound was indeed less severe. He could clearly feel that the wound was no longer bleeding, which must have stopped.

Of course he drinks.

The mother and daughter ate and used his father's food and money. They even ordered him around all year and even sold all his land when they were leaving. Now they are just making medicine for him. What's wrong with him drinking it?

As for whether or not he was worried about her doing something, that wasn't even within his consideration. She'd gone to such lengths to clean his wounds, bandage them, and boil herbs for him. Was that all to poison him? She couldn't be such a fool, could she?

Song Ruize moved to the bedside and stretched out his arm to grab the medicine bowl.

He lowered his head and smelled it, and the unpleasant smell of medicine made him frown.

Qin Huiyin returned and saw his disgusted expression. She said, "Good medicine tastes bitter. Your wounds are festering and need anti-inflammation. By the way, I'll buy you a bottle of trauma medicine tomorrow when I go to the city to sell goods. Also, you're so injured now that you probably can't cook. I'll bring you food later. Just think of it as me feeling guilty about what happened before and wanting to make amends. Don't blame my mother. She wandered with me for a long time, and the first thing she thought of when something happened was to avoid risks."

"I know this is unfair to you. I want to make up for the mistakes my mother made. Of course, the premise is that you don't mind. If you don't like it, just ignore what I said."

Qin Huiyin really left this time.

There was a flash of disdain in Song Ruize's eyes.

What did it have to do with him that her mother had taken her on a wandering trip for so long? Why should that old man bear the consequences of the suffering they had endured?

However, the old man was blinded by lust and could not resist the temptation of women, so it cannot be entirely blamed on the mother and daughter.

Qin Huiyin walked along the country road, lowered her head and sniffed the smell on her sleeve, frowning: "This smell is too bad."

"Don't come over here...don't..."

Qin Huiyin felt that the voice was familiar, and the content also sounded strange, like a classic scene often seen in TV dramas.

She followed the sound and saw a fat, big-eared man harassing Tang Luwu who was pulling weeds in the vegetable garden.

Tang Luwu was thin, so how could she be a match for that man? She was pinned down by the fat man, who was even trying to nibble on her ear.

Qin Huiyin was extremely angry. He picked up the stick on the ground and swung it at the man's back.

boom!

The man screamed in pain and climbed up. He turned around to look at Qin Huiyin and cursed, "Who are you? What does it have to do with you if I'm being intimate with my wife?"

Tang Luwu cried and hid behind Qin Huiyin.

Qin Huiyin cursed viciously: "You're talking nonsense. This is my sister, how come I didn't know when she became your daughter-in-law?"

The fat man then looked at Qin Huiyin, his gaze lingering on the more fully developed part, his eyes full of greed.

"You are prettier than your sister. Why don't I marry you instead of her?"

Qin Huiyin swung the stick again.

The fat man was beaten and screamed, and the thought he had just had disappeared, leaving only anger.

"Your mother has already married her to me. My mother and the matchmaker are discussing the wedding date at your house. She will marry me sooner or later. What's wrong with me kissing her in advance?"

"Yinyin, stop hitting me." Tang Lvwu held onto the madly angry Qin Huiyin and cried, "Maybe what he said is true."

She had met Qian, the matchmaker, and had also overheard a conversation between Qian and Li Taohua. Previously, Li Taohua had complained about the small amount of betrothal gifts and had refused to budge. This time, with her family in dire need of funds, it was time for her, a money-loser, to contribute to the family. Perhaps this time, she would finally get married.

Qin Huiyin took Tang Luwu's hand and said, "I don't believe it. Let's go home and take a look."

As she spoke, she swung at the fat man again.

The fat man stepped back in fear and sat down on the ground, his eyes full of fear of her.

Crazy woman!

She's just a crazy woman.

He wanted to marry this shrew and beat her three times a day to avenge his hatred.