I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

As Fang Xiaoxiao looked up, she saw the person behind her steadily carrying a copper basin with the water inside gently swaying, slowly walking towards her.

She immediately stood up, a smile as beautiful as spring flowers blooming on her face, and said.

"Your wife has passed the critical period. With careful recuperation for a while, she will recover completely."

As she spoke, she walked gracefully toward the other person, first dipping her slender hands into the copper basin to gently wash her face, then picking up a rag from the side and carefully wiping away the water stains on her face.

"Ah, this feels so good! Well water from ancient times is so much better, so cool and clean. In modern times, the water flowing from pipes is just unbearable to look at."

Mr. Li looked at her with gratitude, a sincere smile on his face, and said.

"Thank you so much, Madam Fang. I have no way to repay you. If you don't mind, this is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't refuse it."

"From now on, whenever you come to my shop, I will definitely give you the best discounts on pastries and the like."

As he spoke, he carefully took out five taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to Fang Xiaoxiao.

Five taels? Fang Xiao was pleasantly surprised and thought to herself: This trip was really worth it. I didn't expect to earn so much money just by treating a simple cold and fever.

Indeed, nothing beats being a doctor!

Overjoyed, she reached out and took the money from the other person's hand without hesitation, carefully placing it in her bosom.

She wasn't after this small favor; it was just that since they had already offered it, it would be disrespectful to refuse!

After saying goodbye to Mr. Li, Fang Xiaoxiao, holding pastries in her hands, happily embarked on her journey home.

She looked up at the sky. The sun had already set, and the afterglow of the sunset unfolded like a magnificent painting. The crimson sunset filled the sky, creating a unique and enchanting atmosphere.

Looking back on modern times, although everything there is good, with countless entertainment venues, a wide variety of delicious food and amusement projects, living in a high-tech era, it is convenient and quick to go out.

Mobile phones, computers, games, and all sorts of entertainment are so plentiful that people often have no time to pay attention to those around them. However, if we were living in ancient times...

Although Fang Xiaoxiao felt that there weren't many diverse entertainment options here, there was one thing that was undeniably good: peace and tranquility.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of big cities, it is full of the warmth and human touch of everyday life.

"If I could choose again, being an ancient person wouldn't be so bad. I could live such a comfortable life every day, which would be quite nice!"

Before she knew it, she had arrived at the gate of her own yard.

She moved with lightning speed, taking three steps at a time, and forcefully pushed open the courtyard gate. The old, dull sound of the door being pushed open was accompanied by a grating, creaking noise from the wooden door, which had fallen into disrepair over the years.

She looked at the scene in the courtyard with a smile.

At this moment, Long Jinyan was enthusiastically and diligently chopping firewood.

He was shirtless, revealing his healthy tanned skin, which, in the afterglow of the red sunset, resembled a burning flame, radiating light and dazzling brilliance.

Especially his well-defined eight-pack abs, which complement his muscular pectoral muscles, would definitely make him a quintessential macho man in modern times.

A figure like that would be the dream of many young women. Even in nightclubs, she would definitely be a top performer, and her price would certainly be exorbitant, starting at least in the four figures.

Fang Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze and looked back at the stone table.

"Hey!"

She couldn't help but sigh, secretly grumbling to herself: a bunch of men who are practically useless except for eating and sleeping.

Pei Yan was sitting in front of the stone table, still with that aloof demeanor. He held a cup of tea steadily in his hand, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if, since birth, apart from being able to speak a few words, everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

And Murong Changqing, who was beside him, was the same.

The two men stood like two blocks of ice beside the stone table, each holding a cup of tea, neither speaking to the other. What's more, now that he was back, they hadn't even come up to greet him.

"I spent a full ten taels of silver, and all I got in return were these two useless vases. What use are they besides being pretty?"

Fang Xiaoxiao frowned, her face dark, and she was so angry that she didn't want to talk to the two of them.

Fang Xiao sulked as she walked into the house, casually placed the pastries she was holding on the table, and plopped down in a chair, still feeling annoyed by the two "good-looking but useless" men.

Just then, Long Jinyan walked into the house, still warm from his work. He said in a slightly naive voice, "Miss Fang, don't be angry. I'll go boil water and cook for you after I finish chopping wood." Fang Xiao rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "Hmph, you're the only one who knows how to care for people. I can't count on those two blockheads."

Long Jinyan chuckled and turned to go to the kitchen. A moment later, the sounds of pots and pans clattering filled the air.

Fang Xiaoxiao sat in the room, her mood gradually calming down. She began to reflect on whether she had been too harsh on Pei Yan and Murong Changqing; perhaps it was just their personality that made them not very good at expressing themselves.

Just then, Pei Yan walked in. His face was still expressionless, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

He stood in front of Fang Xiaoxiao, remained silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

"I didn't mean to ignore you just now, I just didn't know how to bring it up." Fang Xiaoxiao looked up at him, her anger subsiding considerably, but she still wouldn't let it go: "So you're just going to keep it to yourself?" Pei Yan lowered his head slightly and said softly, "I won't do it again."

Murong Changqing also walked in, holding a book in his hand, and said:

"I've been pondering the principles in the book, and I was momentarily negligent. I hope you'll forgive me, young lady." Fang Xiaoxiao looked at the two of them and couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, I'll let you off this time."

At this moment, Long Jinyan came in carrying the food and said, "Don't stand there, come and eat." At the dinner table, the atmosphere eased a lot, and everyone chatted and laughed.

After dinner, it was completely dark. Fang Xiaoxiao sat in the courtyard, gazing at the stars. Pei Yan and Murong Changqing also came out to keep her company.

“Actually, the stars are exceptionally bright on ancient nights,” Fang Xiaoxiao said softly.

“Yes, it lacks the dazzling lights of modern times, but it possesses this tranquil beauty,” Murong Changqing echoed.

Fang Xiaoxiao turned to look at them, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart.

Perhaps with their company in this ancient world, life wouldn't be so bad.