Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

In less than fifteen minutes, Zhao Lian had picked all the mugwort in the field. Not only that, she also dug up the roots.

Just as Zhao Lian finished tidying up these things, she discovered something even more exciting.

This is truly a stroke of luck!

She actually saw both houttuynia cordata and perilla at the same time.

Houttuynia cordata and perilla are both good things. Perilla can also reduce fever and dispel wind and cold, while houttuynia cordata can kill bacteria and reduce inflammation.

These two items can be used together, and now is the perfect time to use them.

Zhao Lian carefully circled around and found that there were many houttuynia cordata and perilla growing nearby. She guessed that the soil in this mass grave was fertile, as the houttuynia cordata had grown to a full half meter tall.

Zhao Lian cut a bunch of houttuynia cordata and dug up the roots and stems.

"Oh dear, little girl, you can't eat what you dug up?"

A sound rang out.

Zhao Lian looked up and saw that it was a group of middle-aged women. These women were dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying baskets on their backs. They looked like they were from a nearby village.

Several middle-aged women stared in disbelief as Zhao Lian dug up houttuynia cordata.

"Why can't we eat this?" Zhao Lian said, without stopping what she was doing.

"This mass grave must have had too many dead people; these two things look incredibly foul and repulsive!" A woman spoke animatedly, spitting as she gestured.

Another woman said with great seriousness, "That's right, girl. These things have sucked the blood of the dead. Although they look good, they smell terrible. You absolutely must not eat them."

"Then what are you looking for?"

Zhao Lian's eyes were sharp. This was a mass grave; what ordinary person would come to such a place!

"Hehe~"

The woman didn't hide anything and chuckled, "There have been too many deaths lately, and a lot of corpses have been transported out of the city. We thought we'd come out for a stroll and see if we could pick up anything to take back with us."

"Then it's hopeless today. They've already burned all those dead bodies."

"Indeed!" It's unbelievable that these officials don't even spare the dead; they cremate them after they're dead, not even leaving them a complete corpse.

The woman spoke with righteous indignation, and one might think she was standing up for justice, but in reality, she was only after her own petty desires.

Zhao Lian retorted without even looking up, "You're no better. You just want to profit from the dead. If you can't find anything, you'll even try to strip them of their clothes. Now that the plague is raging, aren't you afraid of getting infected?"

The woman blushed and paled as she spoke, but she forced herself to say, "What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, all those people are dead, and the living can't survive anyway. If we make a fuss, we might find a way to live."

"Hey~ Look here, there's a dead person!"

Another woman spotted the poplar tree and called out.

"Don't touch this person, or don't blame me for being impolite. I don't mind having a few more corpses in the mass grave!" Zhao Lian stopped what she was doing, stared at them, and warned them.

Despite her young age, the girl had a cold gaze and exuded a chilling aura that immediately intimidated the women.

"Do you want to make money?"

Zhao Lian suddenly uttered this sentence, leaving the women looking at each other, completely baffled.

“Here’s 50 coins for each of you. Help me carry him back.”

Zhao Lian glanced at He Mu on the ground. She didn't want to touch him again. She just happened to run into these women and decided to spend a little money to get rid of him.

"50 coins!!!" Several women's eyes lit up.

"Okay, what do you want us to do?"

Zhao Lian pointed to the fallen wood on the ground, but before she could speak, a woman beside her interrupted, "I know, do you mean we should bury him?"

Zhao Lian rolled her eyes at the woman: "You're so clever. Who said you were supposed to bury him?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Lian asked one of the women to unload the basket and then pack the mugwort and houttuynia cordata into it.

"Enough with the nonsense, carry him and follow me." With that, Zhao Lian carried the basket on her back and walked ahead. The women exchanged glances, quickly lifted He Mu, and followed Zhao Lian.

……

"Zhaolian, why are you back so soon? Your second uncle and I were just about to go out to find something to eat."

Zheng Xiuzhen was surprised to see Zhaolian return and was about to go out.

When they saw several women following behind her, carrying someone, everyone was even more astonished.

"Second Aunt, something's come up. Second Uncle, could you please bring out a bed board right away?"

As she spoke, Zhao Lian waved her hand, signaling the men to carry He Mu over.

Upon recognizing that the people carrying He Mu, Zheng Xiuzhen frowned: "He really is a vengeful spirit; how did we run into him again?"

Sun Shangxiang and Jiang Si immediately jumped far away, their eyes wide open, covering their noses and pointing at He Mu: "Zhao Lian, could he have contracted the plague? Why did you carry him back?"

"What if he infects us all? Don't forget how he treated you back then."

"Auntie, don't worry, I know what's important. This isn't the plague, he just caught a cold."

She had just taken He Mu's pulse and confirmed that he had only caught a cold, and the combination of hunger, being soaked in water, and being frightened caused him to suddenly develop a high fever.

Liu Yinzhu quickly went into the thatched shed, took out a bed board, and placed it on the open ground in front.

"Girl, you've done what you asked us to do, where's the money?" A woman spread out her palms.

"Don't worry, would you be shortchanged?"

Zhao Lian counted out 50 coins to each person, and gave another woman an extra 10 coins to buy her basket.

The women were overjoyed to have earned several dozen coins from their trip today: "Thank you, young lady! We'll be going now!"

"Dad~ Dad~ Dad, what's wrong?"

Seeing her father being carried back, Zhao Di rushed over and shook He Mu's body.

He Mu had just woken up for a while, but then fainted again. Now, with Zhao Di shaking him, he slowly opened his eyes again.

"Cough cough~"

He Mu suddenly coughed violently twice and gasped, "Zhao Di~ I thought I would never see you and Zhao Lian again in this life." As he spoke, he squeezed out a few tears.

"Come on, stop crying, it disgusts me!" Liu Yinzhu glared at He Mu with disgust.

Knowing that the Liu family hated him, He Mu awkwardly closed his eyes.

"Second sister, quickly boil this in water for him to drink. Remember to boil this first, and then use this one an hour later."

Zhao Lian took out some of the mugwort, perilla, and houttuynia cordata she had picked and instructed Zhao Di to boil the perilla in water for He Mu to drink, and to boil the mugwort in water for He Mu to take a bath.

Both of these have the effect of reducing fever and relieving exterior symptoms. They work together, taking them internally and applying them externally. After the fever subsides, use houttuynia cordata to reduce inflammation.

In addition, houttuynia cordata can also kill bacteria, reduce inflammation, and prevent germs, so everyone can drink it.

Suddenly, Zhao Di thought of a question: "Sister, now that you've found your father, what about your eldest sister?"

"She and Li Chunhua are in the city. Oh, right, I still have to go into the city. Second sister, he's in your care."

Zhao Di took the perilla and houttuynia cordata and nodded at the same time: "Okay, don't worry, I've left Father to you. You have to take good care of yourself and your eldest sister. As for Li Chunhua, just leave her alone and let her fend for herself."

Upon hearing that Li Chunhua had brought her son to live with her father, Zhao Di became angry again.