Xiaoxiao had finished eating when she stepped out and saw Li Fugui sticking close to Yang Qiu, which was really not a good sign.
Wasn’t it said that Li Fugui would get better once he found the person he was talking about? Why wasn’t he showing any signs of improvement, but instead seemed to be getting worse?
She had said that the doctor wasn’t reliable, merely prescribing some medicine and calling it a day. The doctor who treated Yang Qiu with acupuncture had managed to control him; perhaps they should try consulting that doctor.
So, she went to seek her elder brother, Yang Chun, "Big brother."
"What is it, third sister-in-law?"
"I want to ask you to find the doctor who treated Yang Qiu last time to check on Li Fugui."
"Okay, I’ll go right now."
Due to Li Fugui’s situation, Xiaoxiao decided not to invite the Embroiderer over today. She went to the Village Chief’s house first and rented a different courtyard that she had seen before, leaving the previously rented one because the sauerkraut had not yet been dealt with.
After securing the courtyard, she had several people from her family clean it up since the fabric had already arrived and they needed to start work once it was delivered.
She then went home to wait for the doctor to arrive.
She looked at Li Fugui and Yang Qiu, who were copying books. Li Fugui was writing and Xiaoqiu was grinding ink; this scene was simply too much, so harmonious.
With an injury on his body, he acted as if nothing was wrong—how could men’s bodies be .
"Xiaoqiu, don’t worry. Once I’ve copied the books, we’ll have Silver."
"You won’t have to go out to work in the future, I’ll provide for you."
"Mm." Yang Qiu simply did not know how to continue the conversation and just kept agreeing.
Listening to this, Xiaoxiao thought that Li Fugui was really good to that Xiaotian, so good that she was even jealous. She figured she might try chatting with Li Fugui to see if she could get him to reveal anything.
So she approached him, "Li Fugui, you write quite well."
Li Fugui did not respond, as if he hadn’t heard her.
"Li Fugui, do you still remember who I am?"
Li Fugui still did not answer.
"..." This was awkward; it felt like she was performing a monologue.
"Li Fugui, I’m Xiaotian’s sister-in-law."
Only then did Li Fugui look up, decisively saying, "Xiaotian has no relatives, you can’t fool me."
"..." Being an orphan only made it more likely that he was Yang Ming’s sister, "Nobody is born an orphan; everyone has parents and relatives."
"How old is this Xiaotian you’re talking about?"
Li Fugui thought for a moment, then protectively placed Yang Qiu behind him, "You’re sent by Li Fuyou to spy, leave, you won’t bother Xiaotian again."
"..." Could it be that Xiaotian was taken away by Li Fuyou?
"Li Fugui, look properly, the person behind you is not Xiaotian."
"Impossible, I couldn’t mistake my Xiaotian."
"..." His Xiaotian? How indirectly was this making her feel like she was feeding a dog?
"Fine fine fine. You didn’t mistake your Xiaotian, then ask her if she remembers how old she is?" Xiaoxiao said, urgently winking at Yang Qiu to cooperate.
Seeing the signal, Yang Qiu hurriedly spoke, "Fugui, I can’t remember, how old am I actually?"
"..." Oh Yang Qiu, why did you call him Fugui? That really wasn’t good; it seemed necessary to talk to Yang Qiu alone.
"Xiaotian, oh no, you’ve changed your name, Xiaoqiu, forget what I told you alone, we won’t talk to her."
"..." How did this idiot become so clever at this moment, turning everyone but Yang Qiu into the enemy—how was she supposed to extract any information about Xiaotian now, would they really need Yang Qiu to pretend?
While she was contemplating, she saw Li Fugui pointing at her, "You’re here to gather information, leave."
"..." Fine, if she had become the villain, could she not just leave?