A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

Seeing that Song Zhili had accepted it, He Chengjing would occasionally glance at Song Fang and the others, where he saw them eating that strange thing.

He guessed that this must be another new trick by Song Zhili, and he hoped that Song Zhili would ask him to stay so that he could also try that thing.

Ever since he ate the dish made by Song Zhili last time, he has found it hard to eat anything else, like chewing wax.

This had been going on for several days, so today he went up the mountain and hunted two rabbits, hoping to use them as an excuse to get a meal in return.

Now, if he doesn't mention it when he sees them, he's too embarrassed to bring it up himself.

"Well, Xiao Jing, we haven't had a chance to properly thank you for saving our Qi Qi last time. Now that you're here, and you even brought us a rabbit, we don't know how to thank you enough. If you don't mind, why don't you stay for dinner at our house?"

He Chengjing was just waiting for them to say that. As soon as Song Dashan brought it up, He Chengjing immediately replied, "Not at all, not at all!"

Song Zhili was somewhat surprised by his straightforward answer!

Her attention had been focused on the rabbit in his hand, and she hadn't noticed him.

Looking closely now, she felt that He Chengjing seemed somewhat different from usual.

Today, He Chengjing was dressed in white, his hair was styled high, and the strands of hair on his forehead were parted to the sides of his forehead, not blocking his eyes.

Song Zhili felt that something about him was different, especially his eyes! It was his eyes.

Every time I saw him before, some stray hairs would cover his eyes, but this time he showed his eyes completely.

His eyes are extremely beautiful, with shallow double eyelids and slightly upturned corners. In particular, the color of his pupils is amber, which looks especially beautiful in the sunlight!

He had a handsome face with particularly delicate features, a high nose bridge, and tightly pursed lips. He had even shaved off the messy mustache on his lips.

If you ignore the centipede scar on his face, he's definitely a handsome man!

Holy crap! With such good looks, I have no idea why he was so slovenly before!

He looked like a homeless person before!

It looks so nice tidied up like this, quite pleasing to the eye.

"Da Ya, Da Ya, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that his daughter was staring at He Chengjing, Song Dashan called her name several times but she didn't respond. He then reached out and waved his hand in front of Song Zili.

"Ah! W-what happened?"

Song Zhili finally snapped out of her daze upon hearing Song Dashan's voice, realizing that she had been staring at He Chengjing so intently that she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Well, Dad, you two chat first, I'm going to the kitchen to cook."

Song Zhili quickly fled the scene and ran to the kitchen. Song Dashan was somewhat puzzled by her behavior.

He then shook his head, dismissing the thought, and invited He Chengjing to come into the courtyard and sit down.

After Song Zhili left, He Chengjing smiled slightly and followed Song Dashan into the courtyard.

As soon as Song Zhili returned to the kitchen, she patted her slightly flushed cheeks with both hands.

Song Zhili, Song Zhili, you're really pathetic. How many handsome men haven't you seen in modern times?

But now he's staring at a man with a scar on his face, completely mesmerized!

Sigh, there's really nothing I can do; He Chengjing just happens to be more than her ideal type.

"Da Ya, what are you doing? What was that thing you gave me to eat just now? It tasted so good!"

Song Zhili was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Song Fang's voice behind her, which startled her.

She patted her chest. "Song Fang, when did you get here? Why were you walking so quietly? You scared me!"

Seeing that she had startled Song Zhili, Song Fang said apologetically, "Ah, Daya, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Song Zhili was just complaining casually, not really blaming her. Seeing that Song Fang apologized, she quickly waved her hand.

"It's alright, it's alright, I'm not blaming you. What you just ate is called fish ball, it's made with fish meat. How was it? Delicious, right? I sell this every day when I go to town now."

Upon hearing this, Song Fang's eyes widened, and she looked at Song Zhili in disbelief. "What...you...you said that such a delicious thing is actually made from fish?"

If Song Zhili hadn't said it, Song Fang probably would never have believed that fish could be made into something so delicious!

"It's true! I'll pack some for you in a bit, so you can take it back and let your aunt and the others try it. By the way, do you know how much money my parents borrowed from your grandfather?"

Song Zhili had overheard Hu Cuicui and Song Dashan's conversation, which seemed to involve borrowing money from the village chief, but she didn't know the exact amount.

"I'm not too sure, but I think it was forty or fifty coins."

"Oh fine."

Song Zhili originally thought that if Song Fang knew, she could take out the money now and have Song Fang take it back to her grandfather if it wasn't much.

Since Song Fang doesn't seem to know much about it now, let's just leave it at that and let Song Dashan and the others pay it back themselves later.

Song Zhili took a large bowl to the well in the backyard, filled it with many fish balls, and then went back to the kitchen to hand the bowl to Song Fang.

"Take this back with you. You can add some when you make soup or stew cabbage. Eat it as soon as possible so it doesn't spoil easily in this weather."

Song Zhili also gave a special instruction, just in case that if she took it back, her aunt and the others would be reluctant to eat it and leave it there, and it would spoil.

"Da Ya, why did you pack so much for me? We can't possibly finish all of this."

Seeing the large bowl full of fish balls, Song Fang was very moved. Even though the fish balls were made of fish meat, which didn't cost much, there was meat in them, and meat was precious.

"Just take it. Your family is large, and this is probably not enough to eat. Take it back quickly, it will get dark soon."

Seeing that she was dawdling, Song Zhili simply placed the bowl in her hands and pushed her out of the kitchen.

"Da Ya, you're so good to me, thank you."

Song Fang reached the door, turned around with tears in her eyes, and thanked Song Zhili.

"Alright, hurry back. It'll be dark soon, and your mother and the others will need to start cooking."

Song Zhili stepped forward and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, urging her to go back quickly.

In the original owner's memory, Song Fang was also very kind to her, and would bring her any delicious food or fun things to share.

Furthermore, his parents and grandfather were all good people. At this critical juncture when everyone was struggling, they were still willing to lend money to Hu Cuicui and the others, which shows that they were all good people.

When she earns money in the future, she will be willing to help them out.