“Ah! Sis, you… how did a person suddenly appear beside you?!”
Hearing that scream, Chu Xun quickly hid in the shadows.
Qin Yue’er hurriedly shouted, “Xing’er, what are you saying? This is Brother Chu. Sis begged him to come home and help take care of you.”
Brother Chu?
Qin Xing’er rubbed her aching head and looked dazedly at the figure.
“So it’s Brother Chu. You scared me to death.”
Qin Yue’er fastened her clothes, hugged her with concern, and said, “Little sister, how are you feeling? Does your head still hurt?”
Qin Xing’er coughed twice. “Sis, I’m still so dizzy. My body feels especially hot, and I really want to sleep.”
Qin Yue’er immediately burst into tears and looked to Chu Xun for help.
Chu Xun stepped out from the shadows. “Wait a moment. I’ll go home and get the medicine.”
After saying that, he turned and walked out the door.
“Sis, what medicine is Brother Chu talking about?” Qin Xing’er asked, enduring the headache.
Qin Yue’er quickly explained everything that had happened tonight, but hid the fact that she had made a deal with Chu Xun.
When Qin Xing’er heard that Chu Xun had given them three pounds of white rice and was going back to get medicine for her, gratitude filled her pale face.
“Sis, once I’m better, we must properly repay Brother Chu for his kindness.”
Qin Yue’er froze for a moment, then smiled. “Mm-hmm, we’ll talk about that after you get better. Just lie down and rest for now.”
Then she slowly lay down on the ground, a blissful smile appearing on her face.
…
After leaving the thatched cottage, Chu Xun stopped not far away.
With a thought, he summoned the shop. The balance showed: twenty-four Shop Coins.
Once he saved up more Shop Coins, he would buy some Wuzi Yanzong Pills and Liuwei Dihuang Pills to eat.
Then he reached out and bought a box of Ibuprofen Capsules, spending fifteen Shop Coins.
There were two blister packs in the box, twenty-four capsules in total.
The packaging was exactly the same as modern packaging, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not something from this era.
Chu Xun then hurried home and rummaged through the kitchen to find some dark flour.
Dark flour was called flour, but in fact it was made from bran left over after milling mixed with old grains.
Even so, its price was still on par with millet, and it sold for ten coppers per jin.
Very quickly, Chu Xun found a small bowl of pitch-black, clumped dark flour, soaked it, and kneaded it into flat pieces.
Then Chu Xun took out the powder from three Ibuprofen Capsules and sprinkled it on top, rolling it into six pills.
After that, he headed toward the thatched cottage where Qin Yue’er and her sister lived.
…
“Yue’er, take these pills. Give your sister one mixed with rice porridge first, twice a day. Her illness should be better in two or three days.” Chu Xun said with a smile.
Qin Yue’er’s eyes reddened. “Thank you, Brother Xun. We sisters will never forget your great kindness.”
Chu Xun waved his hand and smiled. “No need to thank me. Go take care of your sister now. If you run out of grain, you can come to me again.”
With that, he left.
He had just transmigrated today and had already overworked himself three times; his kidneys felt a little shriveled.
He could not go on without getting some proper rest.
Before sleeping, an odd thought flashed through his mind.
But soon, Chu Xun washed his hands clean and returned expressionlessly to the warm blanket.
Well, he had underestimated the system’s intelligence.
There were still faint traces of Qin Yue’er’s fragrance lingering in the blanket, refreshing his heart.
Chu Xun quickly fell asleep.
…
Early the next morning, shouting from the yard woke Chu Xun from his sound sleep.
“Big brother, are you home? I’m back.”
Chu Xun rolled around on the bed in exhaustion, then quickly got up.
It was his second sister’s voice. Could Second Uncle and the others have come back early from town?
He quickly walked outside and saw a thin girl with a delicate appearance standing at the yard gate.
She was carrying a large bundle of luggage and looked exhausted. It was his second uncle’s daughter, Chu Qing.
『Ding, a cute girl has been discovered!』
Chu Xun: ??!!!
Knock it off, that’s my second sister!! You stupid system!!
System: …
『Your red strings are buried in your blood vessels.』
Chu Xun: … I’m not that kind of person.
After seeing Chu Xun come out, a slight flash of excitement appeared in Chu Qing’s eyes.
“Big brother, open the door quickly. We rushed back from the city early this morning, and now we’re both tired and thirsty.”
Chu Xun quickly ignored the system, opened the gate, and asked in confusion, “Why did you rush back so early in the morning? Where are Second Uncle and Second Aunt?”
He casually took the luggage and led Chu Qing inside.
After putting the luggage in the house, Chu Xun quickly poured a bowl of water and handed it to his second sister.
Chu Qing gulped down the water in big mouthfuls. After finishing, she wiped her mouth and said,
“So many people have been going to the city to do hard labor these past few days that Dad was driven out. Mom and I were also chased back by the weaving workshop. We did not earn a single cent, and staying in the city still cost money, so we came back first.”
Chu Xun felt a lump in his throat. He looked at his dust-covered second sister and wanted to speak, but stopped himself.
His second uncle’s family had spent all their savings to treat his illness.
They had even gone into debt and headed to the city to do hard labor. They had truly done everything they could for him.
In a famine year with no grain and no money, it was no different from waiting for death.
But fortunately, he now had the system backing him up.
And he had a few Shop Coins now, so life did not have to be so tight anymore.
Chu Qing sat down on a stool. “When Dad came back, he detoured into the woods to pick up firewood, and Mom went to dig wild vegetables along the way. They should be back soon to cook.”
Then she seemed to realize something and looked at Chu Xun in surprise, his face rosy.
Widening her eyes, she said, “Big brother, your illness…?”
Chu Xun patted his chest and smiled. “It’s already better. Now I can carry four buckets of water in one breath without any trouble.”
Chu Qing smoothed the stray hair on her forehead and covered her mouth as she giggled. “Big brother, you should be focusing on your studies. How could we let you do the work of carrying water?”
In her eyes, her big brother, being a scholar, was weak and could not do any work at all.
Carrying water, farming, and things like that could be left to her and her father.
As long as big brother could pass as a xiucai, or even a juren, the family’s hard times would finally be over.
Chu Xun was about to say something when he saw how considerate his second sister was being.
At that moment, both of them heard Second Uncle’s delighted voice from the yard: “Come, come, look what I got from the woods!”