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

After being persuaded by the women, Li got up and went back to her room to change her clothes. She then took the oxcart and followed Song Zhili and the others to the town.

Along the way, Li and Hu Cuicui chatted happily. When they arrived in town, Song Zidong stood outside guarding the oxcart.

Song Zhili, Hu Cuicui, and Li Shi walked into the town and strolled along the streets.

At first, Hu Cuicui wanted to buy everything she saw, but when she saw the prices, she felt a little heartache. In the end, under Song Zhili's persuasion, she was told to buy whatever she wanted and not to worry about the money.

Li was the same way; she thought everything she saw was too expensive. Later, the three of them came to the cloth shop, and Li even took out money to buy a few bolts of cloth, saying that she would ask Hu Cuicui to take them to her parents' home.

This deeply moved Hu Cuicui, and Song Zhili was also somewhat surprised. She felt that the old lady was simply too kind. In this feudal ancient era, she not only did not mistreat Hu Cuicui, but also treated her very well.

Therefore, under her influence, Hu Cuicui was also very good to Ji Qingqing, which is why the family was so harmonious. They faced any difficulties together and everyone worked together towards the same goal.

By the time they finished shopping, it was almost dark. Song Zidong was originally waiting for them at the town gate, but because they had bought so much, he had to bring the oxcart into town and load all their purchases onto it.

Seeing the cart full of stuff, Song Zidong couldn't help but twitch his lips. There was grain, cloth, chickens, ducks, and even some pastries, peanuts, melon seeds, and the like.

These were all bought by Song Zhili. She hadn't actually been to her maternal grandmother's house very often; she seemed to have only been there four or three times in her entire life, she couldn't remember.

But according to Hu Cuicui, she has two uncles. Her eldest uncle has three children, and her youngest uncle has two children.

Thinking about all the children in her family, she decided to buy some melon seeds and peanuts for them to eat. She didn't know what else to buy, mainly because the town was too small and she hadn't seen anything else of good quality.

Song Zidong returned to the village with this cartload of goods. When the villagers who passed by saw it, some of them cast envious glances.

"Mrs. Hu, it's not even Chinese New Year, why are you buying so much stuff?"

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've been back to my parents' home. I plan to go back tomorrow, so I bought a lot of things. Come on, let me give you some more melon seeds."

Hu Cuicui grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to the aunt who had asked her the question earlier as she passed by.

When the aunt saw Hu Cuicui hand over the melon seeds, she immediately reached out to take them and then thanked Hu Cuicui with a smile.

She had only asked out of curiosity, but unexpectedly Hu Cuicui gave her a handful of melon seeds, which she could take back for her grandson to eat.

Watching Hu Cuicui and the others walk away, she was filled with envy. Hu Cuicui had truly raised a good daughter. No wonder Hu Cuicui treated her daughter so well. It seemed she should treat her daughter better in the future.

Hu Cuicui was naturally unaware of what the aunt was thinking. After they arrived home, they unloaded everything from the oxcart, and Song Zidong pulled the oxcart to the cowshed.

When Song Hai and Song Dashan saw the things filling the yard, they were both speechless. Song Dashan even went up and rummaged through it a couple of times, but he didn't see anything he had bought for himself. He looked up at Hu Cuicui with a resentful expression.

“Mrs. Hu, you went to town to buy so many things, but you didn’t even think of me. You could at least have bought me something. Look at my mother, at least she knows to buy some wine for my father.”

When Song Zhili saw Song Dashan's resentful expression, she couldn't help but find it amusing. Hu Cuicui had indeed not bought anything for Song Dashan when she went to town today.

When she saw that Song Zidong wanted to go up and say a few more words, she quickly stepped forward and pulled Song Zidong away.

"Brother, why don't you move this grain to the kitchen?"

"Oh well."

Song Zidong responded and carried the bags of grain that Song Zhili pointed to to the kitchen, completely forgetting that he had just wanted to speak up for Song Dashan.

Song Zhili didn't pay attention to Hu Cuicui and Song Dashan, and didn't know what Hu Cuicui said to Song Dashan, but Song Dashan immediately smiled the next moment.

Hu Cuicui plans to visit her parents' home tomorrow. Song Zhili thought that since they don't usually visit their maternal grandparents' home, she would definitely go with Hu Cuicui tomorrow.

Song Zidong, Ji Qingqing, and Song Qiqi will definitely be going along, leaving only Li Shi and Song Hai at home, so the delivery work tomorrow cannot be entrusted to them.

After thinking for a moment, she went out and headed straight for the village chief's house. She found Song Feng and handed over the work of helping with deliveries over the past few days to him.

At the same time, she went home and divided up all the herbs for stewing the medicinal food, then called Li to the kitchen and taught her how to stew the medicinal food.

Actually, this medicinal stew is very simple. You just need to put all the ingredients into a medicinal pot, put it in a pot and steam it. The key is the herbs used.

Only after making sure Li remembered did Song Zhili feel relieved and begin preparing dinner.

When He Chengjing came over for dinner that evening, she also told him that they were taking Song Ziming away for a few days, so Song Ziming wouldn't be going over for those few days.

With everything arranged, Song Zhili returned to her room after dinner. She didn't go into her spatial dimension to watch TV today, but went to bed early.

She remembered that her maternal grandmother's home was in Xinghua Village in the next county. Even if they took an oxcart there, it would probably take them about a day and a half to walk there.

She'll definitely go to bed early tonight, and they'll head there first thing tomorrow morning.

The next morning, while Song Zhili was still asleep, she heard a soft knock on the door. She opened her eyes and listened carefully; it was Song Qiqi calling her to get up.

"Auntie, wake up, we're about to leave."

She quickly got out of bed, glanced at the time, and saw it was around five in the morning. She yawned, got up, changed her clothes, and went to the backyard to wash up.

They hadn't even eaten breakfast when they set off in the morning; they only brought some dry food, and the group shared flatbread on the oxcart to temporarily fill their stomachs.

Hu Cuicui was very excited throughout the journey, constantly talking to Ji Qingqing as they continued their travels.

When they got hungry, they would share some dry food and water on the oxcart, and soon it was night.

The weather was still a bit chilly at night, so Hu Cuicui took out the quilt she had prepared and covered the sleeping Song Qiqi with it.

The path they were walking on was lined with trees on both sides, and every now and then they could hear the calls of unknown birds.

The road was eerily quiet, with only the sound of their oxcart passing by. Song Zhili even thought that if some bandits suddenly jumped out, they would all be doomed.

The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became, so he shook his head vigorously and banished the thought from his mind.