Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

"Who is this?" Li Yujiao asked suspiciously, peeking into the courtyard gate.

Zhao Dazhu was also a little confused. He stood up and said, "I'll go out and take a look. Yujiao, stay inside and don't come out. You can't be seen by the people in our village right now."

"I know, I know, you go quickly," Li Yujiao said.

Zhao Dazhu went out of the house and came to the gate of the courtyard. When he opened the gate, he saw a plump and voluptuous woman standing outside the gate—who else could it be but the widow Wang Caixia?

Moreover, Wang Caixia did not come empty-handed. Just like that night, she was carrying a tray with a large bowl of rice and two small dishes on it.

It's obvious that Wang Caixia came to thank Zhao Dazhu.

But Zhao Dazhu was already inwardly groaning.

Li Yujiao had already prepared lunch for him, and now Wang Caixia was bringing him food as well. How could he possibly accept it?

And Wang Caixia must absolutely not be allowed into the house, otherwise Li Yujiao will be discovered by her!

"Old Zhao, you just got home, right? I heard you talking in my yard... Who were you talking to?" Wang Caixia asked with a smile.

"Nobody's here, don't ask around," Zhao Dazhu quickly said.

Wang Caixia didn't ask any more questions, but she added, "Old Zhao, since you helped me water the fields, I'll prepare lunch for you as a thank you..."

"No need, no need, take these home and eat them yourself," Zhao Dazhu shook his head repeatedly.

"I saved one for myself, Old Zhao, you don't need to worry about me," Wang Caixia said.

"Really, you don't need to bring me food. I've already made lunch. With what you made, how am I supposed to finish it all?" Zhao Dazhu said with a bitter face.

"But I've already brought it to you, you can't just... If you really can't finish it, just put it in the fridge and eat it tonight."

As she spoke, Wang Caixia bypassed Zhao Dazhu and carried the tray into the yard.

Zhao Dazhu, seeing this, immediately chased after Wang Caixia to stop her.

But when Zhao Dazhu stopped her, Wang Caixia immediately became suspicious.

She looked at Zhao Dazhu with suspicion and asked, "Old man Zhao, why won't you let me into your house? Have you been having an affair?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Do you think I'm that kind of person?!" Zhao Dazhu said angrily.

"Then why are you blocking my way? I've been holding this for a while now, my arms are getting sore," Wang Caixia said.

"Give me the things, I'll take them in myself," Zhao Dazhu said, reaching out to take them.

Wang Caixia didn't hesitate and immediately handed the tray to Zhao Dazhu.

But the moment the tray was handed to Zhao Dazhu, Wang Caixia smiled and ran into the house at an incredible speed.

Zhao Dazhu was getting anxious, but he couldn't chase after them because the tray was in his hands. If he ran, all the food on the tray would spill!

"Wang Caixia, you...you're going to drive me crazy!" Zhao Dazhu shouted anxiously.

But Wang Caixia didn't stop at all and rushed into the house.

Immediately afterwards, her exclamation came from inside the house: "My goodness... Old Zhao, did you cook all this?!"

Zhao Dazhu, carrying a tray, hurriedly followed in.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Yujiao was not in the living room.

It seems that Li Yujiao had already sensed that something was wrong and had hidden in her room in advance.

"I'm asking you a question, are you mute?" Wang Caixia asked.

"Yes, that's right, I cooked all of these dishes," Zhao Dazhu said without hesitation.

"You have such good skills? You're a grown man..."

Before Wang Caixia could finish speaking, Zhao Dazhu interrupted her: "What's wrong with me, a grown man? I've been single my whole life, and I've always cooked for myself. Over time, I've developed my skills, is that not allowed?"

"The question is, do you have the time?"

Wang Caixia's suspicion deepened. After a pause, she continued, "I heard you get home only about ten minutes ago. In such a short time, you could prepare a whole table of dishes? Who are you trying to fool?"

The next moment, Wang Caixia pointed to the two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks on the table and said, "Look, there are two bowls of rice right here, and even two pairs of chopsticks... You must be hiding someone in your room. The person who cooked this is definitely not you."

At this point, Wang Caixia turned her head and looked around, her attention quickly focusing on Zhao Dazhu's bedroom.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Dazhu quickly put down the tray and rushed over to shield the bedroom door behind him.

"Caixia, I'm begging you, okay? Who I'm hiding in my house is none of your business. Why are you so insistent on knowing?" Zhao Dazhu said with a mournful face.

"I'm curious," Wang Caixia said with a smile.

"What's so strange about it? Just leave. I'll bring you the tray and dishes tomorrow. Don't cause any more trouble here!"

As Zhao Dazhu spoke, he pushed Wang Caixia outside, but Wang Caixia really didn't want to leave like that.

However, Zhao Dazhu was too strong, and she couldn't resist at all. She was quickly pushed from the house into the yard by Zhao Dazhu.

Wang Caixia lowered her voice and asked, "Old Zhao, tell me the truth, you're hiding a woman in your house, aren't you? Don't worry, I swear I won't tell anyone!"

"No, absolutely not. If you think it is, that's your own business. If you ask me, I'll just say no." Zhao Dazhu shook his head like a broken wave drum.

"Who is it? Is it someone from our village?" Wang Caixia asked again.

"Stop making wild guesses!"

Zhao Dazhu shouted, his forehead covered in sweat.

Wang Caixia still wouldn't give up, and opened her mouth again as if to ask something.

It was at this moment that many villagers passed by Zhao Dazhu's house.

They all ran very fast, shouting something.

"Hurry, hurry!"

"Hey you, did you call Dr. Jia?"

"Dr. Jia said she'll be there soon!"

"That old Liu is really unlucky; how did he get a blood clot..."

"Hurry up, or someone will die!"

Zhao Dazhu and Wang Caixia's attention was instantly diverted.

The two of them ran out together and stopped someone to ask questions.

It turned out that Liu Daming, who lived at the west end of the village, had suffered a thrombosis and collapsed in his yard.

This is a matter of life and death; it's possible that Liu Daming, the old shepherd, could lose his life.

So Zhao Dazhu and Wang Caixia followed the villagers and ran towards Liu Daming's house. A few minutes later, they arrived at the gate of Liu Daming's courtyard.

The place was already crowded with people, and many villagers were craning their necks to look into the courtyard, including Zhao Dazhu and Wang Caixia.

Zhao Dazhu even stood on tiptoe before he finally saw Old Liu lying motionless in the cement yard, his face pale, as if he were dead. Several sheep were tied up in a corner of the yard, bleating incessantly.

"This is bad, Old Liu probably won't make it this time," Wang Caixia said in a low voice.