The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng stood there, stunned, staring at the girl in front of him with her cheeks flushed and her head down, not daring to look at him. He was speechless for a long time.

He subconsciously reached up and touched his lips, where the soft, trembling sensation from just a moment ago still lingered.

This girl... actually kissed him on her own initiative?

He was indeed somewhat surprised.

Although he could sense that Yu Qianwei had feelings for him, he was still surprised that she would make such a bold move, given her usually shy and introverted personality.

"Um...you're welcome."

He snapped out of his daze, coughed lightly to cover up his inner turmoil, and tried to make his tone sound as natural as possible: "I told you, from now on, if you want to eat or buy anything, just tell me, and I'll buy it for you."

He spoke these words so naturally, as if he had completely taken on the role of the older brother.

"Don't...don't overthink it!"

Hearing him say that, Yu Qianwei looked up and glanced at him quickly before lowering her head again, her voice tinged with shyness and a hint of stubbornness: "I just... just couldn't think of a way to thank you right now, so I... so I used this method. I didn't mean anything by it."

The more she explained, the more obvious her attempt to cover up the truth became.

"Oh, I see..."

Seeing her blatant attempt to cover up her mischief, Yang Shuisheng found it amusing and couldn't resist teasing her. He deliberately stroked his chin and said in a serious tone, "But you kissed me too quickly just now, I didn't even feel anything."

"How about you give me another kiss, so I can really feel it?"

"You...you wish."

Upon hearing this, Yu Qianwei was so embarrassed that she almost jumped up. Her face turned as red as a ripe apple, and she glared at him fiercely.

Then, as if afraid he would say something embarrassing, she turned around and quickly walked out of the alley, leaving Yang Shuisheng with only her graceful back view.

Yang Shuisheng watched her retreating figure, a smile playing on his lips.

He thought to himself, with the current progress in their relationship, even Yu Qianwei had taken the initiative to kiss him, so wouldn't the day when they could start cooking together be just around the corner?

"Is there anywhere else you'd like to go next?"

He quickened his pace to catch up with Yu Qianwei, walking alongside her, and took the initiative to ask, "Since it's still early, I'll accompany you for a stroll."

"there is none left."

Yu Qianwei slowed her pace, thought for a moment, shook her head, and said with a satisfied smile, "I came to town today mainly to buy these things."

As she spoke, her gaze involuntarily fell on the plastic bag containing the new underwear in her hand, her eyes filled with affection.

"I am very satisfied now."

Seeing her so content, Yang Shuisheng was happy for her too.

He suddenly thought of something and said, "In that case, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where to?"

Yu Qianwei looked up curiously, but Yang Shuisheng just smiled mysteriously and refused to say anything more.

He led Yu Qianwei through a maze of turns and soon arrived at Tiger's barbershop.

There weren't many customers in the shop at the moment. Tiger was sitting in a chair with his legs crossed, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

Seeing Yang Shuisheng enter, he immediately put down his newspaper, stood up, and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Yang! What brings you here?"

When he saw Yu Qianwei, standing gracefully behind Yang Shuisheng, his eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted her warmly, "Oh! This must be your wife, sister-in-law? Hello, sister-in-law! Please have a seat! Please have a seat!"

He called her "sister-in-law" so naturally, as if he had rehearsed it countless times.

Yu Qianwei was caught off guard by this sudden address, her cheeks instantly flushed red, and she stood there helplessly, opening her mouth as if to explain that she was not her sister-in-law, but the words stuck in her throat and she swallowed them back.

She secretly glanced at Yang Shuisheng and saw that he did not deny it, but was just looking at her with a smile. A sweet feeling welled up in her heart for no reason. The way he called her "sister-in-law" didn't seem so unpleasant. In fact, she even felt a little enjoyment from it.

"Ah Hu, could you please find a skilled brother to help your wife with her hair?"

Yang Shuisheng ignored Yu Qianwei's shy expression and said directly to Tiger Brother, "No need to go overboard, just fix it up and make it look presentable."

"Brother Yang, you're right, I'll take care of it."

Upon hearing this, Tiger immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Little Liu, come here and take Sister Yang to get her hair washed with the best shampoo."

"Then have Ah Qiang cut her hair himself, making sure Yang Ge and his wife are satisfied."

At his call, a quick-witted young apprentice immediately ran over and enthusiastically led the still somewhat uneasy Yu Qianwei to the back to get her hair washed.

Yu Qianwei quickly waved her hand: "No, no! Shui Sheng, I really don't need it."

But Tiger and his men were too enthusiastic, and he was practically forced to sit on the shampoo chair.

Yang Shuisheng sat down on the sofa next to him, crossed his legs, and leisurely started reading the newspaper.

More than an hour later.

When Yu Qianwei reappeared in front of Yang Shuisheng, Yang Shuisheng's eyes lit up.

Her hairstyle was largely the same, but after the hairdresser's careful trimming and styling, there were significant differences in the details.

The originally frizzy and layered hair ends were trimmed neatly, and the bangs were also thinned out and slightly parted to the side, revealing a smooth forehead.

The hairstyle looks cleaner and neater, and it complements her face shape better, making her already delicate features appear even more refined, and enhancing her overall temperament.

The light blue hair clip she had just bought, tucked behind her ear, added a touch of playfulness and femininity.

Wow! Sister-in-law, you look like a completely different person after you got your hair done.

"Beautiful! So beautiful!"

"Brother Yang, your wife has a really good figure."

"This appearance is simply stunning."

The apprentices and barbers in the shop all started praising her, making Yu Qianwei blush and stand there awkwardly, head down, not daring to look at anyone.

She hesitated for a long while before finally mustering the courage to raise her head, looking at Yang Shuisheng with her bright, watery eyes. Her voice held a hint of nervousness and anticipation as she softly asked, "Shuisheng, do you...do you think it looks good?"

"Great, it looks really good!"

Yang Shuisheng put down his newspaper, looked her over carefully for a few moments, a satisfied smile spreading across his face, and nodded: "Much prettier than before."

Hearing Yang Shuisheng's affirmation, Yu Qianwei felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and she couldn't stop smiling.

Yang Shuisheng stood up, took out a crisp hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, and handed it to Brother Hu: "Thanks for your hard work. Take this money and buy the brothers a pack of cigarettes."

"Brother Yang! Aren't you just slapping me in the face?"

Tiger immediately waved his hand, refusing to accept the money, saying, "It's such a small matter, how can I take your money? Put it away quickly."

"If you do this again, I won't dare let you in next time."

Yang Shuisheng insisted on giving it to him, but Brother Hu was adamant and refused to accept it no matter what.

After several rounds of refusing, Yang Shuisheng had no choice but to give up, but he kept the favor in mind.

"Okay, thanks then." Yang Shuisheng stopped being polite, greeted Yu Qianwei, and prepared to leave the barbershop.

However, just as the two reached the door and were about to open the glass door to go out, Yang Shuisheng's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Across the street, a somewhat familiar figure was walking by with his head down and his steps hurried.

That man was none other than Zhao Youcai, the village chief of Taohua'ao.

Unlike his usual arrogant self, he was now hunched over, looking around furtively, as if he were afraid of being seen by others.

Yang Shuisheng's heart skipped a beat.

Instead of staying in the village, Zhao Youcai came to the town all by himself, looking all guilty. What is he up to?

He stopped Yu Qianwei, who was about to push open the door, and whispered, "Wait a minute."