EBE Chapter 126: Cultivate well
Chapter 126: Cultivate well
Su Yu's words were so frank and direct that Jiang Xiehe could not find any reason to refute them. He could only nod and agree: "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements."
Before leaving, Su Yu reminded again: "From today on, try not to let Yueyue work in the fields anymore. It's best to let her stay at home to avoid direct exposure to the scorching sun, so that she can better protect her skin."
Jiang Xiehe agreed repeatedly, his eyes full of longing for his daughter's future.
In order to restore her daughter to her original state, any sacrifice seems insignificant, let alone just saving her from the hardship of farming.
Deep down, he always felt sorry for his daughter's hard work, but he found it difficult to go against her stubbornness.
Now, with Su Yu's words, she can just let her daughter rest at home with peace of mind. After all, no matter how hardworking a girl is, she also longs to have her own beautiful moments.
Looking at the backs of the Jiang father and daughter walking away, Su Yu quietly came up with a way to make money.
Since ancient times, the pursuit of beauty has been an unchanging theme for women, and this is undoubtedly a market full of potential.
Although she cannot sew gorgeous clothes by herself, she can use the medical skills she has learned and her deep understanding of herbs to create natural skin care products with ancient recipes.
Skin problems bother everyone. Although there are not many cases as serious as Yueyue’s, almost everyone’s skin has its own unique troubles and needs. You can imagine how big the market is.
Thinking of this, Su Yu couldn't help but touch his cheeks, which had become dry and itchy due to frequent outings and exposure to wind and frost in recent days, and became more certain of his thoughts.
She took immediate action, collecting and organizing various medicinal herbs needed for different skin problems, carefully classified and stored them, and affixed clear labels to prevent confusion.
Time flies, and it is noon in a blink of an eye. The next task is to grind these herbs into fine powder, which is a time-consuming and laborious process.
Su Yu suddenly thought of something and decided to ask Jiang Ziling for help.
Anyway, he seemed to have nothing else to do except embroidering in the house, and long-term needlework was not good for the eyes.
Jiang Ziling felt a slight joy in his heart, and he felt quite comfortable with the task of grinding the medicine powder.
This work does not require superb skills. One only needs to calm down and patiently turn it in circles. Time will witness the birth of fine medicinal powder. The tranquility and concentration in this process are exactly what he enjoys.
The Jiang family's courtyard seemed to be shrouded in an invisible dark cloud these days. San Ya and Xi Er, who used to laugh and play, no longer chased each other together. The atmosphere seemed heavy and depressing.
Xier seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. Her tender shoulders were burdened with responsibilities beyond her age. While running quickly, she would stop from time to time to help with small chores at home within her ability. Her seriousness and maturity made people feel both distressed and relieved.
Su Yu thought to himself, although Xier is very young, it is always a good idea to train her early.
Next time I go to the market, I must pick out a good medicine grinder for her. In this way, won't there be another pair of hardworking hands at home to help? Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and she added in her heart, by the way, San Ya, that clever little ghost, although she always likes to eat for free, I have to prepare a pair for her. The meal can't be eaten for free, and she has to use her hands, which is also a kind of fun.
At this moment, San Ya suddenly sneezed loudly in the house, completely unaware that she had become the focus of others' attention.
She looked outside the door in confusion, and couldn't help but miss the happy times with Xier and the warm and delicious meals at her second aunt's house.
However, due to the unfortunate death of their third uncle, their mother strictly forbade them to go out without permission. This fear of the unknown and respect for rules made San Ya, who was usually the most lively, become unusually well-behaved.
The word death seemed to have planted the seed of awe in her young heart, making her learn to be restrained and obedient.
Zhao was deeply shocked by this incident and was bedridden all day, as if she had lost the vitality to live. The lively scene in her home was now replaced by silence and sadness.
Although Jiang Xunzhong was also immersed in grief and sighed every day, he still endured the pain in his heart and hobbled over to bring a pair of crutches to Jiang Ziling.
When Jiang Ziling first saw the figure relying on a cane at the door, his first thought was to refuse politely.
"I don't need this..."
Before he could finish his words, Su Yu had already taken the cane swiftly and interrupted him in a slightly tough tone: "Oh, thank you so much. Your family has just gone through such a big change, and you still think of us Ziling. It's really hard for you."
These words were not said tactfully, and even cruelly touched upon Jiang Xunzhong's unhealed wound, but Su Yu had her own considerations in doing so.
After all, Jiang Youfu's behavior during his lifetime made it difficult for people to sympathize with his ending.
Jiang Xunzhong's cheeks trembled slightly, and he seemed to want to say something but hesitated. In the end, he just turned around and left without saying a word, leaving behind a lonely back.
Only when he walked away did Su Yu put away the confusion on her face and asked Jiang Ziling, "Isn't this exactly what you need? Why are you refusing?"
"Need...what do you need?"
Jiang Ziling was confused by Su Yu's sudden turn of events.
Su Yu patiently explained: "I mean, this cane is just right for your current situation, why don't you want it?"
Jiang Ziling pursed his lips lightly, and said firmly: "Late care has lost its due value."
"Whether it's valuable or not, it's good enough if it can be used."
Su Yu responded confidently, "Besides, he owes you this, so just accept it."
Jiang Ziling responded with a helpless smile and did not continue arguing.
Over the years, the scars left in his heart by Zhao's scolding and contempt were far less than one-tenth of Jiang Xunzhong's indifference.
This unspeakable pain made it difficult for him to let go, let alone simply accept this belated kindness.
Su Yu is well aware of Jiang Ziling's inner struggle and pain. She hopes Jiang Ziling can be more tolerant of his own heart. After all, not all parents can give their children enough love and understanding.
Although she couldn't utter those empty words of comfort, she knew that Jiang Ziling's self-punishment was also a form of unconscious self-harm.
The best counterattack is often not a tit-for-tat response, but a detached attitude that shows complete indifference.
This indifference is like a spring breeze blowing over the hills, without taking away a cloud, but it is enough to make those who try to create waves feel bored.
However, everyone has their own troubles and pains in their hearts. Su Yu knows this very well. Facing Jiang Ziling's depression, although it is difficult for her to weave a wreath of comfort with words, she can convey warmth with actions.
She patted Jiang Ziling's strong shoulders gently, with a hint of teasing and optimism in her tone.