The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Hearing the shop owner's obsequious greeting, Yang Shuisheng remained expressionless, simply nodding slightly.

Then he turned to the side, pointed to Yu Qianwei beside him, and said in a casual tone, "I brought my sister over to pick out some trinkets."

He spoke the word "sister" so naturally, as if it were really true.

When Yu Qianwei heard him address her that way, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she couldn't refute it in front of outsiders, so she could only blush and acquiesce to this identity, which was enough to save face for Yang Shuisheng.

Upon hearing this, the shop owner immediately turned his gaze to Yu Qianwei, and after a careful look, his heart skipped a beat.

He recognized him!

Isn't this the little girl who broke the hair tie in his shop last time, and whom he was thinking of ripping off?

"So you're Brother Yang's sister!"

A cold sweat broke out on his back, but his smile grew even brighter. He quickly said to Yu Qianwei, "That's like the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple; we're family now, but we don't even recognize each other."

"Hey girl, what would you like to order?"

"Take whatever you like, anything we have in this store!"

"Take whichever one you like."

Yu Qianwei was taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm and quickly waved her hand, saying, "No...no need, boss, I can pay for it myself."

"Hey! What do you mean, 'pay'?" The shopkeeper immediately put on a stern face, as if to say, "You're looking down on me. The things in this shop are all worthless trinkets."

"If you're interested in this girl, that's doing me a favor, so feel free to take her!"

"If you bring up money, that means you're looking down on me."

As he said this, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifted toward Yang Shuisheng, his eyes filled with obvious flattery and a desire for instructions.

"Since the boss is being so polite, you can choose whatever you like."

Yang Shuisheng didn't stand on ceremony and said directly to Yu Qianwei, "Don't let their good intentions go to waste."

Seeing that Yang Shuisheng had spoken, Yu Qianwei stopped refusing.

She walked to the store's dazzling array of shelves and quickly found the brightly colored hair ties and hair clips she had spotted last time, as well as the bracelet made of pale purple crystal beads lying in the corner of the counter.

The bracelet gleamed softly under the light, making it quite beautiful.

She picked up the bracelet, admiring it, and then picked up the hair ties, feeling delighted, and instinctively reached for her money.

"Hey girl! I told you you don't need to pay!"

The shop owner reacted quickly, stepping forward and stopping her hand as she reached for her money. His tone was unequivocal: "Take it, but if you try to pay again, you'll be slapping me in the face."

His commotion was quite loud, attracting the attention of the other customers who were browsing jewelry in the shop. Their eyes swept back and forth between Yang Shuisheng and Yu Qianwei, and they whispered among themselves about who this young couple was that could make the usually arrogant shop owner fawn over them.

Feeling a little embarrassed by everyone's stares, Yu Qianwei had no choice but to withdraw her hand and look at Yang Shuisheng.

Yang Shuisheng nodded to her, indicating that she should accept it.

Yu Qianwei then carefully put away the bracelet and hair tie.

However, the shop owner seemed to feel that this was not enough.

He turned around and took out several unopened new boxes from the drawer under the counter, enthusiastically stuffing them into Yu Qianwei's hands: "Girl! These are some new hair accessories that just arrived in the store, this is a small mirror, and this is face powder... They're all good stuff, take them all."

He packed all the rather exquisite little trinkets in the shop—hair ties, hair clips, small mirrors, and even a box of face cream—into a small cloth bag and stuffed it into Yu Qianwei's hand.

These things together are worth at least twenty yuan.

"Brother Yang! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness last time, I was very rude."

He turned to Yang Shuisheng, his face showing a mixture of trepidation and sincerity, and handed over the small cloth bag with both hands, his tone clearly apologetic: "These little things are just a token of my apology to you and this young lady."

"I hope you'll be magnanimous and not hold it against me."

He remembered it clearly: after being taught a lesson by the other party at the train station last time, he wanted to ask Brother Wolf to help teach the other party a lesson.

As soon as Wolf heard Wolf's description of Yang Shuisheng's appearance and clothing, he immediately berated him, saying that he was blind to dare to mess with that big shot, and almost beat him up again.

Only after he begged did Wolf Brother reveal Yang Shuisheng's identity to him.

The other party turned out to be Kun's brother!

From that moment on, he knew that this young man was someone he absolutely couldn't afford to mess with.

So today is a perfect opportunity for him, and of course he wants to make a good impression and smooth things over from the past.

"This will not be repeated."

Seeing the shop owner's fearful and apologetic expression, Yang Shuisheng didn't refuse too much and simply nodded.

After saying that, he casually took the cloth bag full of trinkets and cosmetics, and handed it to Yu Qianwei, who was still a little dazed, saying in a casual tone, "It's a gift from someone, take it."

Yu Qianwei subconsciously took the heavy cloth bag, opened her mouth as if to say something, but seeing Yang Shuisheng's calm eyes, she swallowed her words and nodded gently.

"Let's go."

After that, Yang Shuisheng didn't look at the shop owner again, said something to Yu Qianwei, and then turned and walked out of the jewelry store.

Yu Qianwei quickly followed.

The two walked out of the commercial street one after the other and turned into a relatively quiet alley.

Only after she was far away from the jewelry store and no longer surrounded by curious glances did Yu Qianwei finally feel comfortable looking through the contents of the cloth bag in her hand.

Hair ties, hair clips, a small mirror, face cream... and her favorite light purple bracelet, are now lying quietly in the bag, gleaming warmly in the sunlight.

The more she looked at it, the more unreal it seemed.

She had come to town today prepared to spend money to buy the things she had been longing for and to treat Yang Shuisheng to a meal to express her gratitude.

But the result?

She didn't spend a single penny!

Not only did I get the hair ties and bracelets I wanted, but I also got so many other things.

And all of this is because of the man beside me!

She looked up at Yang Shuisheng's tall and straight back as he walked ahead, and a complex emotion welled up inside her.

There was shock, gratitude, and an indescribable flutter in my heart.

As they walked, the two came to a narrower, quieter alley with high walls on both sides and eaves overhead to block out the sunlight.

Yu Qianwei suddenly quickened her pace, overtook Yang Shuisheng, then stopped, turned around, and opened her arms to block his path.

"Wait a minute!"

Yang Shuisheng was taken aback by her sudden action, stopped in his tracks, and looked at her with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

Yu Qianwei did not answer immediately, but lowered her head slightly and took a deep breath, as if to calm the turmoil in her heart.

Then she raised her head, her eyes filled with an unprecedented courage and clarity, and looked directly into Yang Shuisheng's eyes: "You...you close your eyes first."

"Huh? Why are you closing your eyes?" Yang Shuisheng was even more puzzled.

"You...you close your eyes first." Yu Qianwei's voice carried a hint of coquetry, and her eyes sparkled with a certain light.

Although Yang Shuisheng felt strange, he still did as he was told and gently closed his eyes.

The alley was quiet, with only the faint calls of vendors outside the alley coming from afar.

He could hear Yu Qianwei's slightly rapid breathing and sense her approaching step by step.

The next second, a warm, slightly trembling, soft touch, like a feather, quickly landed on his lips.

The touch was fleeting, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl and a hint of resolute determination.

Yang Shuisheng suddenly opened his eyes and met Yu Qianwei's nervous and shy gaze.

Her cheeks were as red as a sunset, and even the base of her neck was tinged with a light pink.

After kissing him, she immediately took two steps back, lowered her head, and dared not look Yang Shuisheng in the eye. She whispered in a voice barely audible, with shyness and sincerity, "Thank you..."