A farmer has a shrewish wife; he's busy making money every day.

Another day has passed, and the weather seems much colder than before.

Ye Qingxue didn't help out at the noodle stall today either.

After helping her open the shop, she headed towards the county gate.

I made a boast to Lu Meng yesterday, so I have to bring forward the original plan.

Upon reaching the gate, I saw many oxcarts coming and going.

Some came from outside the county, bringing a truckload of villagers from the surrounding area.

Some of them were within the county, helping people who needed to go to various streets and alleys to handle their affairs.

In other cases, the drivers anxiously looked around in their vehicles, unable to find any passengers.

In the past, there weren't so many oxcarts at the county gate. The people of Menghu Village guarded the area, and few dared to pass through.

Now that they've been arrested, the number of oxcarts is gradually increasing again.

Some even go to neighboring villages to solicit customers in order to earn money.

However, the deserted village was too far away, and the village was deserted. The oxcart driver was afraid of wasting time and not being able to pick up any passengers, so he didn't go.

Little did they know that the people in the deserted village were eagerly anticipating the arrival of people from Qingshui County; if they went, they were sure to make a fortune.

That's why Ye Qingxue had an idea: to hire a few oxcart drivers to ferry people to remote villages and make money.

However, she couldn't just pick any driver; she had to pay them a fixed salary and have them give her the money they earned from picking up passengers. She had to find some loyal and honest ones.

Ye Qingxue hadn't planned this out properly yet, which was why she hadn't started taking action.

However, Lu Meng's words yesterday forced Ye Qingxue to put this matter on the agenda.

Instead of immediately approaching to ask, Ye Qingxue stood aside and observed.

Ox carts came and went, and Ye Qingxue leaned casually against the wall, looking in that direction.

Everyone was busy, except for one rickshaw driver who sat in his rickshaw sighing because he couldn't find any passengers.

The man was thin and frail, dressed in tattered clothes, and coughed occasionally, indicating that he was ill.

They waited until noon when a stranger suddenly appeared outside the county gate. The driver who hadn't been able to find passengers rushed forward to greet him, a smile on his thin face.

"Sir, please take an oxcart. Where do you wish to go? I'll take you there quickly and safely!" The voice was a little weak, but still warm and welcoming.

Ye Qingxue was immediately drawn to him because she noticed the nervousness beneath the enthusiasm on the driver's face.

The out-of-towner was easily pulled into the car, and as if he were hiding from someone, he immediately drove the donkey away.

Ye Qingxue did not follow him, but stood still and continued to observe.

Sure enough, two rickshaw drivers came from the other end of the street.

One of the people in the car had an unfriendly face and a scar between his eyebrows.

The other was burly, with a ferocious face and a face full of wrinkles.

The scarred man asked the burly man, "Did you see that sick guy?"

The burly man looked around and then shook his head: "No, it seems he's gone to pick up a customer."

The scarred man chuckled, "Not bad, he already got a customer as soon as we left. That's efficient. Looks like we're going to have some fun today."

The burly man laughed and said, "I don't know why he's in such a hurry to attract customers. Every time he earns money, we just take it all away from him."

"It's to treat his sick kid at home. He went to buy medicine as soon as he got the money, which made us have to rush over and grab it beforehand!" A hint of annoyance flashed across the scarred man's eyes.

"Tch, he's so sick himself, yet he still has time to worry about that good-for-nothing son. No wonder he's useless." The burly man's eyes flashed with disgust. "I don't know why customers like to ride in his car, that sick bastard. Tch."

"Let's go find him and have some fun. I'm tired after seeing customers all morning."

"Haha, let's go!"

Ye Qingxue quietly followed.

Instead of searching the streets for the skinny rickshaw driver, they went straight to the pharmacy.

Sit back and wait for the rabbit.

A flash of anger crossed Ye Qingxue's eyes.

They really leave no way for people to survive.

Soon, Ye Qingxue saw a thin coachman riding an oxcart from the other side of the street.

There was also a thin boy with pale lips on the bus, about thirteen years old, with big, round, dark eyes, who was very cute.

However, there was indeed tension and fear in the eyes of this cute boy.

Ye Qingxue noticed with her sharp eyes that the boy's arms, covered in bruises and welts, were visible beneath his tattered clothes.

It's obvious who did it.

Without hesitation, Ye Qingxue walked out of the alley and stopped the scarred man before he could see them.

The coachman looked terrified and turned the ox around, trying to run away.

Ye Qingxue leaped onto the oxcart and sat down next to the boy.

"Young man... we have no money, please don't hurt the child." The driver's eyes were filled with terror.

The boy also hurriedly hid towards the coachman.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here to rob you. I'm just here to warn you that those two men are blocking your way at the entrance of the pharmacy!" Ye Qingxue quickly whispered.

The driver froze, blinked, and opened his mouth slightly, looking somewhat shocked.

Finally, he realized what was happening, lowered his eyes, and said in despair, "Sigh, I'm used to it. I've hidden some of my money. They'll leave after they've taken all the money from me."

"Cough cough!" The little boy suddenly coughed twice, looking somewhat pained.

The driver quickly patted the boy's back gently, "Xiao Nan, bear with it. Dad will have someone from the pharmacy take a look at you soon. You'll feel better after taking the medicine."

Seeing that he was about to drive on, Ye Qingxue quickly stopped him.

"Let me take a look at Xiao Nan."

After saying that, he gently took Xiao Nan's wrist and began to take her pulse.

The driver wanted to stop her, but when he saw Ye Qingxue's clear and serious eyes, he hesitated.

Ye Qingxue carefully sensed it.

A floating and rapid pulse, more than five beats per breath, indicates an invasion of external pathogens, exposure to cold, and infection with pneumonia.

She raised her hand again and touched Xiao Nan's forehead, which was a little hot.

"Xiao Nan, do you usually experience chest pain, swelling, or stabbing pain? Is your breathing rapid?"

Xiao Nan thought for a moment, then nodded blankly.

Ye Qingxue said directly to the driver, "Xiao Nan has pneumonia caused by catching a cold. I'll go get some medicine for you. You wait here for me."

Before the driver could react, Ye Qingxue got out of the car.

Watching her departing figure, the driver's first thought was to leave. He had been injured too many times and was reluctant to trust a stranger.

But for some reason, he still parked the oxcart to the side, put his arm around Xiao Nan, and quietly waited for Ye Qingxue to return.

"Father, will that brother really help me get treatment? Will he really buy me medicine?"

Xiao Nan nestled in the driver's arms and asked in a clear, crisp voice.

"Father doesn't know either." The coachman tightened his grip on Xiao Nan, feeling conflicted and uneasy.

Soon, Ye Qingxue appeared at the other end of the street and walked towards them.

"Xiao Nan, when your father tells you to run, you run immediately, understand?"

"No, what about Father!"

"obedient!"

Ye Qingxue had good hearing and could hear the father and son arguing about escaping from afar, which she found rather endearing.

Pretending not to have heard, she walked over and handed the medicine to the driver. "Here, take one dose daily for seven days and you'll be fine."

The driver took the medicine, stunned and unsure what to say.

After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out, "Th...thank you."

"It's alright, quickly let Xiao Nan go back and drink it, his illness can't be delayed." Ye Qingxue instructed them for a few words, then waved her hand and turned to leave.