The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

"Then let's have braised pork belly and hot and sour shredded potatoes," Yang Shuisheng casually ordered two dishes. "It's been so long since I've had Sister Xia's cooking, I'm really craving it."

"Alright! Just wait, it'll be ready soon." Xu Xiuxia smiled, as if the gloom that had been hanging over her heart for days had completely dissipated at that moment.

She quickly tied her apron, turned around and went into the kitchen. Soon, the sizzling sound of stir-frying and the crisp sound of spatulas clattering came from the stove. The rich aroma of meat and the sour and spicy smell of vinegar and pepper quickly spread.

Before long, a meat dish and a vegetable dish were served.

The braised pork belly is a bright red color with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, while the shredded potatoes are sour, spicy, crisp, and fragrant.

Xu Xiuxia also specially served an extra bowl of steaming white rice and placed it in front of Yang Shuisheng.

"Try it and see if it suits your taste." Xu Xiuxia stood by the table, wiping her hands on her apron, looking at Yang Shuisheng with some anticipation.

Yang Shuisheng was already hungry, so he didn't stand on ceremony and picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.

The meat chunks melt in your mouth, the rich aroma of the sauce and the meat itself unfolds on your tongue, fatty yet not greasy, lean yet not dry, perfectly seasoned.

He picked up another piece of shredded potato, which was sour, spicy, and refreshing, with the aroma of Sichuan peppercorns and dried chilies, making it very appetizing.

"Mmm! Delicious! Sister Xia's cooking is absolutely amazing." Yang Shuisheng gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised her before burying his head in his food.

Looking at his swift and decisive manner, Xu Xiuxia felt sweeter than if she had eaten honey, and she couldn't stop smiling.

"Sister Xia, don't just watch, sit down and eat too."

Hearing this, she served herself a bowl of rice and ate slowly with Yang Shuisheng, occasionally putting food on his plate, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Boss Xu, the dishes taste great today."

The customers at the two tables in the restaurant also finished eating one after another. When they paid their bills and left, they all greeted Xu Xiuxia.

"Boss Xu's cooking is still the best. I'll come again next time."

In his words, he seemed to have put the incident of Aunt Chen apologizing behind him, and his attitude towards Xu Xiuxia returned to its usual friendliness.

Finally, only Yang Shuisheng and Xu Xiuxia remained in the shop.

After Xu Xiuxia finished clearing away the dishes and poured Yang Shuisheng a cup of cold tea, she sat down opposite him.

"Shuisheng, now that there are no outsiders here, you have to tell your sister."

Unable to contain his curiosity and doubt, he lowered his voice and asked, "What method did you use to get that notoriously gossipy Chen Shufen to swallow her pride and come to my shop to apologize?"

"She even contradicted herself in front of the guests? That's not like her at all!"

"She's usually very powerful in town, she's extremely concerned about her image."

She was truly baffled.

Chen Shufen had lived in the town for decades. She was known for her sharp tongue and stubbornness, and she never admitted her mistakes easily.

Getting someone like that to bow down is harder than climbing to heaven.

Yang Shuisheng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face. Instead of answering directly, he asked, "Sister Xia, what do you think?"

"Let me guess... did you contact that Brother Kun, or Brother Tiger?"

Xu Xiuxia tilted her head and thought for a moment. Remembering that Yang Shuisheng had some connections with Brother Kun in town, she tentatively asked, "How many people did you take to Aunt Chen's house? Did you scare her so she wouldn't dare disobey?"

She felt this was the most reasonable explanation.

In the town, the only people who could scare a tough nut like Chen Shufen were the ruthless gangsters.

"no."

However, Yang Shuisheng shook his head and put down his teacup: "I didn't call anyone, nor did I lay a finger on her."

"Then...why is that?" Xu Xiuxia was even more confused, her brows furrowing. "It can't be that she suddenly had a change of heart, can it?"

"I just used a little-known trick."

Yang Shuisheng smiled, leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said in a somewhat mysterious tone, "She thinks there might be something unclean in her house because she spread rumors, which is why she attracted this trouble."

"Once she got scared, she obediently came to apologize, didn't she?"

"Unclean things? You mean...dirty things?" Xu Xiuxia was taken aback, somewhat skeptical. "You can do all that mystical stuff?"

"Hehe, it's a secret that can't be revealed."

Yang Shuisheng deliberately kept everyone in suspense, without explaining in detail how he used his true energy to control objects remotely and create supernatural events.

The more you explain these things, the more complicated it becomes; it's better to keep them a little mysterious.

Seeing that he didn't want to explain, Xu Xiuxia didn't press him further.

She was a smart woman who knew that everyone had secrets they didn't want to tell.

But as long as the result is good, the process is not important.

"Shuisheng, no matter what, we really owe you a lot this time."

She looked at Yang Shuisheng, her eyes overflowing with gratitude and tenderness: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid my restaurant really wouldn't be able to stay open."

"You are truly my sister's benefactor."

"Sister Xia, you're being too polite by saying that."

Yang Shuisheng felt a little embarrassed by her gaze and waved his hand, saying, "We siblings don't need to be so polite."

After drinking a cup of tea for almost half an hour, Yang Shuisheng finally stood up and said, "Sister Xia, it's getting late. I still need to go to the market to buy some meat and vegetables so I can get back before dinner."

"What's the rush? It's still early!"

When Xu Xiuxia heard that he was leaving, a look of reluctance immediately appeared on her face, and she quickly tried to persuade him to stay, saying, "Sit a little longer, rest a bit more before you go."

"No, I really have to go," Yang Shuisheng insisted. "If it gets any later, the meat at the market will be sold out."

Seeing that he was determined to leave, Xu Xiuxia could no longer force him to stay.

"Oh, wait a minute!"

Her eyes darted around, and then she suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I just received some new dried shiitake mushrooms and wood ear mushrooms in my kitchen storeroom a couple of days ago. They're of exceptionally high quality."

"Take some back with you; it's delicious when stewed with meat."

"Come with me, I'll help you get some!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Yang Shuisheng's arm without saying another word and led him toward the small storeroom behind the restaurant, which was used to store miscellaneous items and ingredients.

The small warehouse was not large and was somewhat dimly lit. It contained some rice, flour, cooking oil, jars, and several baskets of vegetables.

The air was filled with the distinctive aroma of dried goods and spices.

"Sister Xia, what do you need to move? I'll help you," Yang Shuisheng asked casually as he followed her into the warehouse.

Xu Xiuxia, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and turned around.

The warehouse was dimly lit, and she was backlit, so her expression was not very clear, but her eyes shone brightly in the dim light, with a burning intensity.

She didn't answer Yang Shuisheng's question. Instead, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and, before Yang Shuisheng could react, her arms wrapped around his neck like water snakes. Her burning lips landed precisely on Yang Shuisheng's lips.

The kiss came suddenly, carrying the unique fragrance of Xu Xiuxia as a mature woman.

Yang Shuisheng stiffened slightly, able to clearly feel her soft lips and slightly rapid breathing.

"Actually, moving things was just an excuse..."

After the kiss, Xu Xiuxia pulled away slightly, her cheeks flushed, and looked at Yang Shuisheng with watery eyes.

"My sister wants you to help me move... is that alright?"

Looking at her flushed face so close to his own, and her eyes that seemed to overflow with tears, Yang Shuisheng felt a dryness in his throat and subconsciously asked, "Move...move where?"

Xu Xiuxia's lips were almost touching his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe as she whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Just...just move it to that table over there, okay?"