Pampered By All In Different Planes-Chapter 142 - : The Lucky Farmer Remains Calm, The Heirless Husband Hurries to Chase His Wife 2
Chapter 142: Chapter 142: The Lucky Farmer Remains Calm, The Heirless Husband Hurries to Chase His Wife 2
“The young lady is…” Fu Huaichu lifted his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose calmly as he surveyed the thatched cottage’s surroundings, “I can’t remember.”
“Cousin…” Su Zhiruan stepped forward, her voice rising in feigned excitement laced with a choke, “Some days ago, you had Uncle San convey a message that you were coming back to see me. Now, after much difficulty, we finally meet, yet it’s under these circumstances…”
The source of this c𝓸ntent is freewebnøvel.coɱ.
Before she finished speaking, she covered her eyes with her sleeve to wipe her tears, sobbing as she continued making up the story, “Back then, we were childhood sweethearts, but Brother Erniu, you had to go out to study, and we parted ways. Years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you said you were coming back. My whole heart was entirely fixated on you, but unexpectedly, upon seeing you again, you are gravely injured and have… have even forgotten me…”
Having said this, Su Zhiruan gently wiped her tears again, not wailing loudly, but a clear tear slid down her snowy white cheek, eliciting sympathy for no reason.
Her fabricated story was reasonable. Fu Huaichu looked at the cotton bandage wrapped around his arm, blood seeping from the wound. At this moment, he was very weak and needed a place to recuperate.
From what he could observe of the thatched hut, there were neatly arranged wooden boxes in the corner filled with several Chinese herbs. Through the half-open window, he also saw many herbs drying on a bamboo winnowing basket in the courtyard. She must be medically trained, the items were few, and it seemed she lived here alone.
...
Only she alone, skilled in medicine, and already recognizing him as her cousin, all seemed like fate. Fu Huaichu looked towards her, a beautiful woman, but with calluses on her hands from years of labor, likely a villager here.
Since that was the case, he might as well assume the identity of her cousin. Having decided, Fu Huaichu sighed deeply, his eyes dark as obsidian as he looked at Su Zhiruan, “Regarding the past, I’ll try my best to remember, Cousin.”
Su Zhiruan felt a secret thrill, her demeanor tender, her eyes slightly reddened. She picked up the porridge from the table, scooped some with a spoon, and then handed it to Fu Huaichu, “Brother Erniu, your body is weak now. You can only have some warm porridge to nourish you. We don’t have much money at home; please make do with what we have.”
Fu Huaichu looked at the porridge but did not reach out to take it. His eyes darkened as he struggled to move his arm and then said to Su Zhiruan, “Cousin, you know my arm is injured; I can’t hold a spoon, please help me…”
Su Zhiruan knew what he was thinking at that moment. Being unable to move the spoon was merely an excuse; he was afraid the porridge might be poisoned.
“Brother Erniu, you are severely injured all over, so let me feed you,” she said, carrying the bowl of porridge to him, “It should not be too hot now; I’ll taste it.”
After speaking, Su Zhiruan scooped a little and tasted it herself, bland yet rich, then, finding another spoon, she was about to feed Fu Huaichu the porridge.
“Just use this spoon,” Fu Huaichu stopped her, pointing to the spoon she had used, “Since we are childhood sweethearts, naturally, we wouldn’t mind these things, otherwise you’d have to trouble yourself washing another spoon.”
Su Zhiruan smiled inwardly; she clearly understood why Fu Huaichu insisted on sharing a spoon—it was his wariness, fearful that she might have poisoned the other spoon.
However, at this moment, she played the role of a delicate girl, shyly feeding him spoonfuls of porridge while chatting about trivial family matters.
“I never expected that even with amnesia, Brother Erniu would still not despise me,” Su Zhiruan feigned shyness as she stoked the fire a bit more, “Back then, we even exchanged tokens of love, promising that when we grew up, you would come to marry me.”
Fu Huaichu paused, then halted his movements, “A token of love?”
“Yes, the little clay figurines of Su Zhiruan and Su Erniu,” Su Zhiruan smiled slowly, feeding him another spoonful of porridge, “Before, you always called me Ruanruan; please call me that now too.”
“Ruanruan,” Fu Huaichu’s vigilance eased slightly, following her lead in addressing her.
Immediately, visibly, there appeared a joyful emotion in the eyes of the girl in front of him, which he caught in its entirety.
“I’ll go wash the dishes first. Brother Erniu, you rest well; your clothes and other items are by the bed.” After instructing him, Su Zhiruan carried the tray and the wooden bowl and walked out.
Setting the bowl on the stove, she did not rush to wash them but instead began to inspect the herbs in the yard.
While flipping through the medicinal herbs as the original owner’s memories instructed, she called out to the system in her mind.
“System, why did Fu Huaichu get injured? It seems quite severe,” Su Zhiruan knew the system was present, she slowly voiced her confusion, “A Crown Prince, to be injured so badly, and still be picked up by me, sounds a bit absurd.”
[The plot does not include this segment; the host must explore on their own]The system did not provide an answer, only giving her this line.
Su Zhiruan was not annoyed, she packed a bag and continued the conversation, “The identity disparity between this time’s task and the child of the realm also looks quite significant, I’ll take it one step at a time. I also don’t know how much he believed what I said just now.”
[Host, you seem to have changed a lot compared to before]After witnessing the recent scene, the system expressed such a sentiment.
“This time’s task is to bear a child for the childless Crown Prince Fu Huaichu, and once he returns to the Capital City, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to find the gate,” Su Zhiruan efficiently packed another bag, she reflected, “People always need to learn to grow step by step, change is inevitable. As for now, I will make up an excuse to make him stay, then find a way to get closer to him, so I can complete the task sooner and be freed earlier.”
[I believe you can do it!]The system cheered her on, then went offline.
After successfully completing the tasks in the first three worlds, it had grown very trusting of Su Zhiruan.
At the very beginning of the binding, it thought she was just an ordinary girl, with an unassuming character, even appearing somewhat weak; it didn’t hold much hope.
But later, Su Zhiruan’s time and again calm and rational performances had increased its trust in its host day by day.
The system left satisfied.
After tidying up the herbs, Su Zhiruan then cleaned up the small courtyard left by the original owner, washing everything and putting things in their proper places.
Fu Huaichu saw her working hard from a half-opened window, organizing everything orderly, while he found the Coiling Dragon Jade Pendant in his old clothes that had been changed out, and put it on himself.
He played along with her pretense and planned to leave after his injuries healed.
He looked indifferently at Su Zhiruan bustling around the courtyard and muttered to himself, “Su Zhiruan.”
Perhaps because Fu Huaichu’s severe injuries had not yet healed, his body was still weak, and before long, he fell into a deep sleep.
Su Zhiruan was not idle either; since she now had an extra “cousin,” the elder men and women in the village also needed to know of Brother Erniu’s existence.
Soon, she prepared some herbal packets to clear heat and reduce fire, carrying them house to house to deliver.
“Uncle Sanyou, my cousin Erniu and I prepared some herbal remedies to cool down. When you come back from working in the fields, drink some to clear the heat and benefit your health.”
“You’re asking about my cousin? Oh, he’s someone I met while studying at the medical hall when I was a child. He even stayed in the village for a while. What? You forgot?”
“That was many years ago; now Erniu, my cousin, has come to find me, and back then, we even had a token of affection!”
…
