During famine years, I had a divination slip in hand, and my whole family ate chicken, duck, fish, a

"What's wrong, Big Zhuang?"

Seeing a flicker of surprise in his eyes, Ye Qingqing raised her hand and touched her face. "Is there something on my face?"

Ye Dazhuang withdrew his gaze and silently shook his head.

There was nothing on her face, but there was definitely something on her body.

After a lively meal, Ye Dali helped the drunken Uncle Shuanzi home, while Li Chunyan and Ye Cuicui busied themselves cleaning up the kang table and stove.

Ye Qingqing sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), playing with rope with Xiao Huanhuan, making a lot of noise.

She dislikes chores like washing pots and pans.

A true man knows what to do and what not to do; if he's going to do something, he'll do something big, something that will allow his whole family to eat their fill, wear new clothes, and live in a big house!

However, the "lazy" persona perfectly matches the original owner's "temperament," so no one in the family dares to order her around, which saves a lot of trouble!

Ye Dazhuang returned to the woodshed early.

He has a quiet and reserved personality, and even the most lively atmosphere at mealtimes can't get him excited, leaving his family unsure how to talk to him.

After going to town, the whole family was so tired that they could barely keep their eyes open by the time they arrived at their rooms and went to sleep.

"Second girl, come here."

Ye Youliang took out a thicker set of clothes from the chest on the kang (heated brick bed), and waved to Ye Qingqing.

"These are my winter clothes, but I don't go out every day now, so I don't need them for the time being."

"Dazhuang's clothes are too thin. Tell him to change into them and throw away that tattered outfit."

Although this old outfit had several patches, it was thick and sturdy, much better than the beggar's clothes Ye Dazhuang was wearing.

Ye Qingqing didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the offer, saying, "Okay! Dad, I'll buy you a whole new outfit after the hunt tomorrow!"

Actually, she had also been thinking of getting thick new winter clothes for the whole family, but after exchanging wolf skins and meat for grain, pork, medicine for wounds, and a quilt for her elder brother and sister-in-law, there wasn't much money left.

There weren't enough cotton-padded coats for the whole family, and it wouldn't be enough to just buy them for Ye Dazhuang, so she had to give up.

But these are all minor matters. I haven't finished dealing with all the good things the divination slips suggested yet. I'll just go up the mountain tomorrow and I'll get everything back.

The elder sister-in-law saw her buying everything she saw and spending money extravagantly, but little did she know that Ye Qingqing had a spiritual divination slip with her by her side, giving her plenty of confidence!

It's like someone with hundreds of millions in bank savings who thinks about how to make more money instead of focusing on daily expenses like food, clothing, and other necessities.

Ye Qingqing took the clothes and went to the woodshed.

There was only a brazier of charcoal fire flickering in the woodshed, making the room dimly lit.

Ye Dazhuang sat with his back to the wooden gate in the shade of the charcoal brazier, took off his tattered cotton-padded clothes, revealing his broad, muscular back.

Beneath her broad back, her waist narrowed beneath the apron, lean and strong, with an indescribably graceful curve.

Unfortunately, a palm-sized wound opened up in the back of his heart, which somewhat spoiled the aesthetics.

However, the gruesome wounds inexplicably added a touch of masculine power to the man.

He was holding a wound medicine, twisting one arm backward forcefully, trying to apply the medicine to himself.

"Holy crap... that V-shaped waist! That physique! It's so amazing!"

Ye Qingqing exclaimed inwardly, her gaze almost too intense to look away.

She wasn't a lecher, but she enjoyed looking at beautiful things!

"who!"

Ye Dazhuang suddenly turned his face to the side, his voice low and wary.

Holy crap, even my inner exclamation startled him?

Ye Qingqing quickly looked away and knocked on the wooden door.

"Brother Dazhuang, it's me. Dad asked me to bring you a set of warm clothes."

"Come in."

Ye Dazhuang pulled his worn-out cotton apron around his waist, then stood up. "Miss Ye."

"Just call me Qingqing, don't be so formal."

Ye Qingqing glanced at him. "Applying medicine? Your injury looks pretty bad. Let me help you; your back is hard to treat."

Ye Dazhuang frowned imperceptibly, "..."

"Hey, don't get me wrong! I didn't mean to peek at you!"

Ye Qingqing knocked on the wooden gate and said bluntly, "The wooden gate is full of cracks. I saw it as soon as I came in."

"I understand... then thank you for your trouble."

Ye Dazhuang unconsciously curled the corners of his lips, handed her the wound medicine in his hand, and casually took off the clothes he had just gathered.

If a young lady is so poised and graceful, and you act coy and affected, wouldn't that be unlike a man?

"Don't mention it!"

Ye Qingqing told him to turn around, with his back to the light from the charcoal brazier, and carefully sprinkled the wound medicine onto the hideous wound.

The wound has the skin and flesh turned outwards, and it looks like it has been there for some time. It has stopped bleeding, but it is obviously red, swollen and inflamed.

Luckily it was winter; if it had been summer, the inflammation alone could have killed him!

If we don't heal his wounds as soon as possible, won't his hunting prowess be greatly diminished?

Ye Qingqing secretly took a deep breath; it seemed that the one or two taels of silver spent on wound medicine had not been in vain.

While applying the medicine, she wondered what this "benefactor" mentioned in the divination slip had gone through.

What kind of enemy would stab someone in the back? Judging from the wound's trajectory, if he hadn't dodged in time and the knife had cut diagonally, he would probably have a hole in his chest!

With her mind a jumble of thoughts, she lost control of her strength and spilled a lot of the powder.

"ah!"

Ye Qingqing gasped and quickly blew on the powder to spread it evenly.

"What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Dazhuang heard her soft cry and quickly turned around.

Well, that was it. Ye Qingqing's mouth landed right on his back, giving him a solid "smack" kiss.

Ye Qingqing, "..."

bah bah bah!

What are you doing, moving around like that? This is my first kiss!

My first kiss was ruined like this?

"Feel sorry……"

Ye Dazhuang was also taken aback, and quickly took a step back, looking at her apologetically, "Did I bump into you?"

"It's nothing, the light was too dim to see clearly, and too much powder was sprinkled on."

Ye Qingqing waved her hand dismissively, "Why are you running? Come here and finish applying the medicine powder!"

The commanding tone was truly unexpected for Ye Dazhuang.

He thought Ye Qingqing would blush with embarrassment and even turn away, making the atmosphere awkward and ambiguous. But to his surprise, the girl didn't blush at all and acted as if nothing had happened!

Little did he know that in Ye Qingqing's eyes, he was nothing short of a walking gold nugget!

She's not love-struck; a man who can make her fantasize must be very capable!

Ye Dazhuang paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

"Alright. Just apply a little every day from now on, and the wound should be healed in less than seven days."

After applying the medicine, Ye Qingqing handed him the medicine bottle, raised an eyebrow, and said...

"Get some rest, you have to come up the mountain with me early tomorrow morning!"

I'll just focus on finding the game; hunting is your job. Whether our family can eat meat every day from now on depends entirely on the two of us!"

Ye Dazhuang's lips curled up imperceptibly.

"I will do my best."

"Your house is drafty. If it gets cold, just burn firewood. Don't be stingy; my older brother is a master woodcutter."

Ye Qingqing pulled some firewood from the woodpile, threw it into the charcoal brazier, and turned away gracefully.

Ye Dazhuang was left staring blankly at her retreating figure.