The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 200

Warm Fragrance Pavilion?
When Chunnuan heard this name, she didn't know what to say.

Is this the name of a respectable family's courtyard?

Zhao Minghua's kindness should be shown, leaving Chunnuan speechless.

“I didn’t have any maids serving me in my courtyard before. You can decide what to do. If you need more maids, just ask Mother.” Zhao Minghua said, “After I return to my courtyard, you can also have the maids around you retire.”

I really don't like young women getting close to me, not even the maids who serve Chunnuan.

"You guys should step back first."

Actually, the same goes for spring warmth. "Lilac, take Angelica and clean up the dowry first."

Chunnuan never expected her dowry to be so large, filling the entire courtyard called Nuanxiang Pavilion, with both valuable and worthless items.

Zhao Minghua had already handed her the warehouse keys.

Surprisingly, Zhao Minghua had so much private money.

Dingxiang placed Chunnuan's valuable dowry in the small storeroom, but she didn't know what to do with some of the useless and worthless items, since the large storeroom couldn't hold them all.

"Let's put it in the side room for now."

These are the heartfelt wishes of the villagers, and they cannot be disposed of casually.

After the maids left, Zhao Minghua took Chunnuan's hand and led her to bed.

"What do you want to do? In broad daylight?"

"I told you to rest. You didn't get enough rest last night. What did you think I was going to do?"

Zhao Minghua stared wide-eyed at Chunnuan with a half-smile.

"you……"

Chun Nuan then realized she had been tricked and glared at Zhao Minghua.

"My wife, do you know that what you're doing really tests a person's willpower?"

Zhao Minghua pulled her into his arms and gently bit her earlobe, speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Don't be ridiculous."

Chun Nuan trembled, feeling a little flustered.

"I won't bother you. You must have been tired last night. Get some rest."

As Chunnuan lay in bed, Zhao Minghua did her best to restrain herself from lying down as well.

"I'll close my eyes and rest. I'm going to the study to read a book."

Spring is here... We've known each other for three years, and I've never heard of him ever reading a book.

Isn't it said that seeing a book gives you a headache?

Can you concentrate on reading now?
She must have been really tired last night, because Chunnuan's mind was a complete mess, and she slowly fell asleep.

In the study, Zhao Minghua opened a book on his desk, but didn't read a single word of it.

Now he finally understood why there's a saying: "The spring night is short and the sun rises high, from then on the emperor no longer holds morning court."

Look at him, he's gotten a taste of success and he's restless no matter what he does.

This book is so badly illegible that not a single word can be read.

Just then, Qingsheng ran in to report that someone was requesting an audience.

"Who is it?"

"It was a gentleman who claimed to be surnamed Ye who said he had some ancient books that needed your restoration."

"You've found your way to our doorstep?"

Zhao Minghua frowned: "Who leaked the news?"

His ability to repair ancient books was unknown even to his family, yet they still came to his doorstep.

These unreliable people will eventually sell themselves out.

Zhao Minghua was somewhat angry, but she still went to see the guest.

In the small reception room, a middle-aged, lean man looked puzzled when he saw him arrive.

"Zhao Minghua, Mr. Zhao?"

"Exactly, I wonder who you are?"

"My name is Ye Ningchen. I have heard that Mr. Zhao is a master of restoring ancient books, so I have come here specifically to ask for your help."

Zhao Minghua even considered declining.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ningchen produced a letter, and Zhao Minghua had no choice but to agree after reading it.

"I need to check the condition of the book first to see if I can take this order from you."

"Mr. Zhao, please take a look."

Zhao Minghua was startled when she looked at the book, and then looked up at Ye Ningchen.

"This is a family heirloom passed down through my family. It was damaged by insects due to improper storage. I would like to ask you to help me repair it, otherwise I would be letting down my ancestors."

It's truly a disservice to our ancestors that our family heirloom has been ruined like this. He's seen plenty of spendthrift sons, but rarely have he squandered it to this extent.

"I can repair it, but not to the point of being completely intact; I can only repair it to about 60-70% of its original condition."

"That's already a very good result."

Ye Ningchen quickly expressed his gratitude: "May I ask how much your fee is, sir? I will pay in advance."

Two hundred taels of silver.

He'd have to work hard for three months to earn two hundred taels of silver, which probably wouldn't be much.

The lower price was mainly due to the letter of recommendation; otherwise, three to five hundred taels of silver would have been no problem.

"Come back in three months to pick it up."

"Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Zhao, thank you Mr. Zhao."

When Qingsheng saw Mr. Ye off, he thought to himself, "My young master is really capable. All these people have come here because of his reputation, and they're giving him money directly."

"He who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding," so Zhao Minghua picked up the ancient book and began to carefully restore it.

And believe it or not, this time I finally stopped having these wild thoughts.

It wasn't until the birthday celebration called him to dinner that he was pulled back to reality from his focused restoration work.

What should we eat for lunch today?

"As you instructed, everything is prepared according to the young mistress's taste. So my mother cooks whatever the young mistress likes."

"You've got a good job, kid."

Zhao Minghua expressed his satisfaction.

"Your young master is finally married. You're not getting any younger, so you can start looking for a wife. Do you have a girl you like? I'll take care of it for you."

"Thank you, young master. I am rather dull and have not yet found a girl I like."

The main problem is that my eyes are overwhelmed by all the girls; they all look pretty good, but I don't know which girl would be willing to be with him.

Yes, that's right. It's others who choose you, not you who choose others.

"You need to learn from this: keep your eyes and ears open. You have to find a good wife yourself; be proactive and don't miss out."

Zhao Minghua, who was happy herself, also wanted to celebrate her birthday and naturally shared some of her experiences.

"Learn from your young master."

Celebrating a birthday... there's absolutely nothing I can learn from that.

A group of young people were out enjoying the spring scenery. They all laughed when they saw a girl whose hand was pinched by a crab in the river. Only their young master, who never liked to meddle in other people's business, told her to put her hand in the water.

I was quite surprised when I celebrated his birthday. When did the young master become such a good person?
It turns out that the young master's kindness was only directed at one person.

Young Master never does anything that doesn't concern him.

After a while, they managed to bring the young mistress back.

However, to be honest, in this day and age, it is not easy for a young master to wait three years and get married at the age of twenty.

While his peers' children are already old enough to run errands, the young master is only now getting married.

I just hope that the young master and young mistress can have a son soon and have a little master.

While she was lost in thought, the young master had already entered the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Lunch was already set on the table, and Chunnuan was washing up.

"Dingxiang, has the young master returned?"

I asked while washing my face, but there was no response.

He turned his head and was pulled into an embrace.

"How could you..." She was terrified. He appeared before her silently and immediately picked her up, without any attempt to hide anything.

He quickly looked towards where Dingxiang had just been standing, but there was no one there.

"They've all gone downstairs, my wife, you smell so good."

Spring is here... This person is so irresponsible.

It wasn't like this before.

That's true, they weren't married before.

"Zhao Minghua, I need to make three rules with you."

"Please speak, my lady."

Zhao Minghua discovered that his wife was good in every way, except that she loved to make conditions and always had to agree to three rules.

There were three rules before the engagement, and three more rules after the marriage.

"First, couples in bed and gentlemen outside the bed should not touch each other in broad daylight."

Zhao Minghua... I'm in my own courtyard, in my own house, embracing my own wife. What do you mean by touching me inappropriately?
"What about the second rule?"

"I haven't thought of it yet, I'll tell you when I do."

"Needless to say, you couldn't think of a third one either?"

“Yes, I didn’t remember on the third day either.” Chunnuan raised an eyebrow: “Add it when you remember.”

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you, my wife." Zhao Minghua said, "As the old saying goes, a wife who manages her husband will have a jar full of gold and silver. Listening to your wife will bring you prosperity."

This man's tongue is getting sharper and sharper; Chunnuan simply can't handle him.

"My wife, are you hungry? Let's go have lunch."

Zhao Minghua led Chunnuan to the dining table.

"Take a look at these dishes and see if they suit your taste. If there's anything you'd like to eat, or anything you're not allowed to eat, just tell the kitchen."

"Aren't you going to eat with your mother and the others?"

The Xiao family has always eaten together as a family, with the men at one table, the women at another, and the children at yet another.

"No need, it's just that we don't eat the same things," Zhao Minghua said. "My mother and the others like spicy food, but you can't eat spicy food."

"Didn't you eat together before I arrived?"

“I don’t eat with them, and I eat even spicier food than they do.”

"But none of the dishes on the table have chili peppers."

“It’s alright, I’ll do whatever you like from now on,” Zhao Minghua said. “I’m married now, and I need to take care of my health. Don’t you doctors often say that we should avoid spicy food? I’ll start avoiding it from now on, so that I won’t find it difficult to get used to when I get older.”

It's truly rare and precious for someone to change so much for you.

"Someone is coming."

Dingxiang immediately responded from outside the door.

"What are your orders, young mistress?"

"Go to the kitchen and bring me a serving of chili sauce."

"Yes, young mistress."

Dingxiang was very curious. Her young lady had never liked spicy food. Was she going to change her eating habits to accommodate her son-in-law on the very first day she married into the Zhao family?

This is not a good sign.

Zhao Minghua was also curious.

What do you need the chili sauce for?

Spring warmth smiled.

After Dingxiang placed the chili sauce on the table, Chunnuan picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, stirred it in, and put it into Zhao Minghua's bowl.

“You can accommodate me, but I also feel sorry for you. This way, I don’t have to eat spicy food, but you can eat spicy food too. It’s a different way, and we can both enjoy it.”

"My wife is so clever."

Yes, why should one person have to suffer injustice?

You can leave the dishes without chili, but you can put chili sauce on the table. Just add some when you want to eat it; it won't affect anything.

A good marital relationship should be like this: you consider me, and I consider you.

Zhao Minghua was overjoyed: Marrying a smart wife is such a blessing.

Both of them enjoyed the meal very much.

After the meal, Zhao Minghua took her hand to help her digest.

"Let me show you around this courtyard."

Chunnuan thought that although the courtyard was a bit big, it didn't have to be him showing it around.

Little did she know, after Zhao Minghua led her around the garden in the courtyard, they arrived at the small house next to the bamboo grove in the backyard.

"here……"

Spring was shocked; the place was completely different.

Several plum trees have already bloomed beside the bamboo grove, and their fragrance fills the air.

There is a swing next to the hut.

"Come on up, let me give you a push, and you can swing on the swing."

"it is good."

Spring has arrived, and I can't even remember the last time I swung on a swing.

She began learning to read and write at the age of three, and it's no exaggeration to say that all the characters she learned started with recognizing Chinese medicinal herbs.

Then he plunged headlong into the pharmacy, finding the medicinal herbs incredibly interesting.

It can cause stomach aches, rashes, and itchy skin all over the body... That's right, Chunnuan's initial interest in medicine stemmed from its ability to prank people.

His grandfather didn't scold him; he just smiled and said that he could become a master of poisons in the martial arts world.

However, true masters can not only create poisons but also detoxify them, so let her focus on developing the ability to create antidotes.

Since Chun Ning was poisoned by herself and received a scolding from her grandmother, Chun Nuan has become much more restrained.

The pills they made were mostly for treating illnesses and saving lives.

Day after day, he immersed himself in the pharmacy, long since distanced himself from playing and having fun.

Even though she's married, someone still specially built a swing for her.

"You can come and sit here whenever you have some free time." Zhao Minghua opened the small house, which also had a tea room inside: "Break a cup of tea, listen to the rain by the window, or watch the clouds and stars..."

Looking at the person in front of her, Chunnuan sighed again: How did I end up meeting such a thoughtful person?
He's such a contrast!

Not only were there rumors circulating, but even his relatives thought he was unreliable and didn't do things properly.

The whole family felt that it was his good fortune to marry Chunnuan.

Chunnuan now felt that it was her good fortune to marry him.

Chunnuan has always been an invisible presence in the Xiao family.

Apart from my grandfather and mother being kind to me, I can't say that the other people were either good or bad.

When her grandfather had an accident, he entrusted the Xiao family to her, and Chunnuan took on the burden of the Xiao family without hesitation.

No matter what they did, they always put the Xiao family's interests first, pulling everyone forward along the way.

He never complained about hardship or fatigue, and he remained silent even when faced with danger. He also had to shoulder the responsibility of handling his grandmother's funeral arrangements.

She herself never thought that she was a girl who also needed to be loved and cared for.

After marrying into the Zhao family, Zhao Minghua doted on her like a child.

Do you prefer it higher or lower?

Zhao Minghua rocked her on the swing and leaned down to ask her a question.

"Let's try going a little higher, I want to feel like I'm flying."

"Okay, hurry up."

Chunnuan gripped the swing tightly with both hands as Zhao Minghua vigorously shook it. In an instant, Chunnuan felt herself being lifted far off the ground, and feeling a little scared, she screamed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Look, the scenery is different when we fly."

It has to be said that Zhao Minghua's words, "Don't be afraid, I'm here," immediately calmed Chunnuan's heart.

Yes, she got married. Now she has someone to rely on and someone she can depend on.

No longer do I have to shoulder the burden of my family alone. At that moment, Chunnuan's nose tingled and tears almost streamed down her face.

It's truly unexpected that getting married could give her such a thought.