My older sister, born in the 1970s, stole my marriage; I took my three treasures and blew up the fam

My nose was suddenly tapped.

Ruan Tinghe snapped out of her daze and saw Shen Yan's meaningful gaze.

He opened his mouth, but said something silently.

He said, "What are you thinking about?"

Ruan Tinghe mouthed back, "None of your business!"

Shen Yan smiled indulgently, started the car again, and continued on his way.

The three of them soon arrived at the street outside the old Chinese medicine doctor's house.

After parking the car, Ruan Tinghe stared blankly at the flowers inside.

Xiao Bao woke up when he got out of the car. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around, very curious about the unfamiliar environment.

Ruan Tinghe said helplessly, "It's all your fault for not letting Li Liang come along. Now look what's happened!"

Shen Yan rolled up his sleeves: "Of course I'll move them."

"No!" Ruan Tinghe stopped him. "You really can't move your hands anymore! Do you even want to be cured?"

Shen Yan said nonchalantly, "It's just a minor injury!"

Ruan Tinghe: "No way! If you don't listen to me, I won't feed you tonight. You can eat by yourself. You're perfectly capable anyway!"

Without hesitation, Shen Yan rolled down his sleeve and put his right hand back into the neck strap.

"Ouch, my hand hurts, I probably really can't lift it anymore."

Ruan Tinghe asked him, "Weren't you very impressive just now?"

"I'll go find someone to help me move the flowers!"

Shen Yan could easily find someone to help him by spending a little money, so he never worried about not having anyone to move the flowers.

Shen Yan quickly hired a man who looked very strong for ten cents to help him.

The man held one flowerpot in each hand, while Shen Yan held the remaining one in his left hand.

When we arrived at the old Chinese medicine doctor's house, the door was still open, but this time there were no other patients inside.

The old Chinese medicine doctor is processing Chinese herbs in the courtyard.

Ruan Tinghe greeted him politely: "Hello, sir. I'm bothering you again. This is my daughter, Xiaobao."

Xiao Bao smiled and waved to the old Chinese medicine doctor, his little mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't say a word.

The old Chinese medicine doctor's gaze lingered on Xiao Bao for a moment before he continued preparing the medicinal herbs.

Ruan Tinghe wasn't embarrassed at all. "I saw that you had a lot of flowers in your yard when I came last time. Coincidentally, I also have a few potted plants at home. I wonder if you would like them?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor didn't even glance at them and immediately sent them away.

"Take them all if you don't like them."

Shen Yan frowned. "How do you know you don't like it if you haven't even read it?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at Shen Yan and noticed the injury on his arm and forehead.

"Since you're a soldier, I'll be blunt: you don't need to keep bringing things over anymore. I don't like any of them."

"But last time, the relic..." Ruan Tinghe blurted out the relic in her anxiety.

The old Chinese medicine doctor stopped what he was doing. "I don't like relics."

His cloudy eyes looked at a smooth little stool in the corner of the yard, as if someone were sitting there.

He wasn't looking at the bench; he was looking at the person sitting on it.

Xiao Bao suddenly broke free from Ruan Tinghe's hand, ran to the bench, squatted down, and looked up at the top of the bench with his bright eyes, as if he were looking at someone.

Ruan Tinghe was startled and quickly went over to pull Xiao Bao away.

"Xiao Bao, what are you doing?"

Xiao Bao pointed to the stool and gestured with his mouth.

Ruan Tinghe seemed to understand, but the old Chinese medicine doctor suddenly got angry.

"Get out of here, all of you!"

Shen Yan was about to say something when the person moving the flowers spoke up.

"You should leave!"

Ruan Tinghe and Shen Yan exchanged a glance, then looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor who was staring blankly at the stool, and finally decided to leave first.

Xiao Bao was held by Ruan Tinghe, his little head resting on her shoulder. He looked at the stool with a strange expression, then at the old Chinese medicine doctor, until they were out the door and could no longer be seen.

"If I had known you were here to see the strange old man, I would have stopped you sooner."

The person carrying the flowers said this as they put the flowers back on the car.

Ruan Tinghe asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

"The old man's temper has been really strange ever since his wife died a few years ago. Unless you have a minor illness like a cold, fever, or a sprain, going to him will only annoy him!"

Shen Yan moved his injured arm. "How did you know I didn't come to see you about sprains and bruises?"

The flower vendor chuckled, "If you're looking at such a minor problem, do you really need flowers? I can tell just by looking at your potted plants; they cost a fortune outside!"

"Only the wealthy can afford to raise them!"

Shen Yan paid the money and continued, "Then do you know why the old Chinese medicine doctor would accept relics but refuse to accept other flowers?"

The flower carrier thought for a moment, "Maybe it's because his wife died of illness? I've heard that relics can cure diseases! But those are just legends. If relics could really cure diseases, they wouldn't be given away so easily."

"The old couple were also pitiful. The old man's son used to be a doctor, but he went to the battlefield and never came back. After hearing the bad news, the old woman fell ill and was kept alive by the old man with medicine."

"Alas, in the end, only the eccentric old man was left. His whole family healed the sick and saved lives, yet they received no good reward!"

After sighing for a moment, the flower carrier shook his head and walked away.

Rejected again, Ruan Tinghe felt very depressed.

Shen Yan comforted him, "Don't be discouraged. If you don't understand traditional Chinese medicine, there's always Western medicine, isn't there?"

"Yes, there's also Western medicine!" Ruan Tinghe cheered up. Yin Quan had already contacted overseas experts for her. If all else fails, they can just wait. There's always a way!

Xiao Bao gave Ruan Tinghe a quick kiss on the cheek, then pointed to himself and gave her a thumbs-up.

Ruan Tinghe was amused. "Does Xiaobao mean you're amazing?"

Xiao Bao nodded and kissed Ruan Tinghe again.

This time, he pointed at Ruan Tinghe and gave her a thumbs up.

The gloom in Ruan Tinghe's heart completely disappeared. "Does Xiaobao mean that Mommy is great too?"

Xiao Bao nodded vigorously, like a pecking motion.

Shen Yan: "Xiao Bao, isn't Uncle Shen Yan awesome?"

Xiao Bao looked at him and shook his head.

So stupid! She hasn't become a father yet after all this time! What a useless little cookie!

"Pfft!" Ruan Tinghe was amused.

Shen Yan deliberately put on a stern face, "Is something wrong with Uncle?"

Xiao Bao sighed, looking disgusted.

"Alright, why are you arguing with a kid? Let's go buy groceries. Do you know where the state-run market is?"

Shen Yan opened the car door for her. "Of course I know."

It was already afternoon when I got back to the family compound.

The three of them didn't eat out, and when they came back they were starving.

Grandma Qin assumed they would eat out, so she didn't offer them any food.

Ruan Tinghe was too lazy to cook, so she took two packs of instant noodles and baby formula from her space.

Xiao Bao drinks formula, while she and Shen Yan eat instant noodles.

Ruan Tinghe tore open the packaging and took it out. She thought Shen Yan would ask about the origin of the instant noodles as before, but Shen Yan didn't ask anything this time.

Fortunately, she had already thought of a way to put it, such as: "I drew this for someone else, and it was a gift from them."

"I've already drawn the two thugs on the bicycle. I'll give it to you in a bit," Ruan Tinghe said while eating.

Shen Yan asked in confusion, "When did you finish drawing this?"

"Last night, after the children fell asleep..."