Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket-Chapter 503 - 448: Deyang Town Posthouse

Old Hu forcefully pulled Little Hu away, grumbling as he yanked, "Did you not hear that attendant say the Lord County Magistrate is a doting husband? Just because the County Magistrate’s Wife is easy to get along with doesn’t mean the Lord County Magistrate is too. What if he turns around to deal with you? You’d still be waiting for him at home?"

Little Hu was puzzled, "When did that attendant say the County Magistrate is a doting husband? How come I didn’t hear it?"

Old Hu, upset, kicked Little Hu in the backside, "Didn’t you hear the attendant say he might get punished with the paddle when he goes back? What do you think that means?"

Little Hu uttered an oh, "I get it now. It means the County Magistrate loves using the paddle!"

"Get out with your love for the paddle!"

Old Hu kicked Little Hu again and explained, "It means that attendant was sent by the County Magistrate specifically to protect his wife.

He didn’t do a good job, so he’s getting punished, and you couldn’t even get that hint. You’re hopelessly stupid!

Stop dawdling. If you don’t want to end up in jail, listen to me and go quickly."

Little Hu rubbed his backside, "Uncle, if I leave, will they trouble you?"

"At least you’ve got a heart, still thinking of your uncle. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine, just hurry and leave!"

After sending Little Hu away, Wei Dachun had Old Hu quickly arrange rooms for Yu Xiaolian and the others to rest.

"Prepare the best room for the lady, and make sure it’s clean," Wei Dachun said loudly to Old Hu, intending for Yu Xiaolian inside to hear.

Old Hu, wisely reading the room, replied loudly, "Don’t worry, sir. I’ll make sure the room is spotless."

"Don’t bother; by the time you finish cleaning, it’ll be daylight. Just take us there directly!" Yu Xiaolian frowned. Today was truly unlucky.

Old Hu glanced at Wei Dachun, who gave him a wink in the dim courtyard, "Listen to the lady, take her there now!

Don’t forget to unhitch the horses outside and give them water and fodder."

Old Hu readily agreed and led Yu Xiaolian to the two innermost rooms.

Truthfully, this little posthouse of theirs didn’t have any good rooms. The rooms were all the same. The emphasis on the "best" room was just for Yu Xiaolian to hear.

Although the rooms weren’t regularly cleaned, because the posthouse was remote, they rarely had guests. With nothing to do, they occasionally cleaned to pass the time, so the rooms were fairly clean.

Sun Manhong told her two daughters to go to the next room, intending to stay and take care of Yu Xiaolian, but was declined.

Without others around, only then could she enter her own space, check her wound in the mirror, disinfect it, and apply some medicine.

Sun Manhong had seen the size of Yu Xiaolian’s injury and knew it was minor, so when Yu Xiaolian refused her care, she relented.

After Sun Manhong left, Yu Xiaolian faced her bathroom mirror and slowly unwrapped the white gauze, discovering her forehead was already bruised and purple.

Though the wound wasn’t large, she had indeed lost quite a bit of blood earlier. Now dried blood clung to her brows and lashes, making her reflection look like something from a horror movie.

She quickly retrieved her household first-aid kit, cleaning the wound by gently dabbing the dried blood with a cotton bud, then disinfecting with iodine. After cleaning, Yu Xiaolian pondered, facing a nail-sized wound.

Did such a small wound really need multiple layers of gauze?

Weighing the pros and cons, Yu Xiaolian decisively tossed the gauze into the trash, then crossed two band-aids over the wound.

Having treated her wound, Yu Xiaolian exited the space and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Yu Xiaolian was woken by a knock on the door.

Having slept in her clothes, she slipped on her shoes at the sound and went to open the door.

It was Sun Manhong knocking, who had awoken early, or more accurately, had not slept at all due to excitement and thoughts running through her mind.

"The posthouse officer has prepared breakfast for us. Xiaolian, shall we eat here?" Sun Manhong asked cautiously.

Yu Xiaolian rubbed her sleepy eyes. Taking into account that Zhang Jinhua and Zhang Yinhua hadn’t had proper food in a while, she wanted them to eat a full meal. "Let’s eat. We’ll continue our journey after that."

Last night, she hadn’t clearly seen Zhang Jinhua and Zhang Yinhua, and now it seemed their appearance didn’t take after Sun Manhong but likely their father.

Although she hadn’t met the Zhang sisters’ father, judging by their looks, he wouldn’t have been attractive.

The Zhang sisters, being women with masculine features, were tall, skinny, big-boned with high cheekbones, and squinty eyes. As her forensic teacher used to say, they didn’t have a prosperous look, destined for a life of hardship.

Now Yu Xiaolian understood why Sun Manhong felt comfortable leaving her two daughters in a cave; who would be interested in them with such appearances?

Yu Xiaolian considered herself familiar with all sorts of people, but she’d never seen anyone quite as unattractive.

Once they reached the dining area, food was already laid out: two large plates of plump, white meat buns, a large plate of golden fried eggs, plus a variety of pastries, seemingly freshly prepared that morning.

Yu Xiaolian thanked Old Hu for his trouble, inviting the Sun mother and daughters along with Cao Gen to sit.

Yu Xiaolian’s politeness overwhelmed Old Hu.

If only his nephew hadn’t caused trouble the previous day, and if they’d, courteously received the County Magistrate’s Wife, their Deyang Town posthouse might have earned favor with the County Magistrate, right?

Oh, what a kind County Magistrate’s Wife, cursed was he with a rash nephew, devoid of the luck for promotions and riches!

Yu Xiaolian had a habit of brushing her teeth before eating, but being on the road, she couldn’t afford such luxury, so she picked up a bun with her chopsticks and began eating.

The buns, fresh from the pot, were steaming hot, thin-skinned, and well-stuffed, quite delicious. Yu Xiaolian ate two in a row.

"I’m done. You all eat more!" Yu Xiaolian said, feeling a pang seeing the Sun mother and daughters with graying hair.

Sun Manhong, barely over thirty, looked as aged as someone in their forties or fifties.

The two daughters lacked any trace of youthful vitality, but fortunately, they seemed sensible and resilient.

After all, without resilience, how could they survive living in caves and eating wild vegetables?

"Mom, these are meat buns, so fragrant!" Only when Yu Xiaolian set down her chopsticks did Zhang Yinhua dare grab a bun and eat heartily.

Zhang Jinhua, unlike Zhang Yinhua, took smaller bites and stealthily glanced at Yu Xiaolian.

Her aunt was even younger and more attractive than herself. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Yinhua, eat slower. Don’t stuff yourself!" Sun Manhong worriedly chastised, as Zhang Yinhua had already consumed five large meat buns in a short span.