Portable Space: Little Miracle Doctor

Chapter 135 – Even if You Starve to Death, that Boy Won’t Starve

Anyway, Yan Bozhang being cuckolded was none of her business.

Even if all the men in the Yan family were cuckolded, it would still be none of her business.

Tian Dazuang glanced at the sweet potato Yan Xiaosi carried and urged, “Auntie Yan, it’s getting late, let’s get the wheel out of the pit first.”

Yan Xiaosi walked over to Tian Dazuang and handed him the muddy sweet potato.

“Brother Dazuang, you do it.”

Tian Dazhuang often fed the old ox and knew how to deal with it. He took the sweet potato, waved it in front of the ox’s nose, and when it opened its mouth and stuck out its tongue to eat, Tian Dazhuang took the sweet potato and quickly ran away.

“Moo!”

The old ox gave a start and let out a couple of moos before moving its hooves to chase after Tian Dazhuang.

The cart behind started to move.

Ms. Zhong and the four Yan sisters hurriedly helped to push.

With a bang, the heavy wheel finally climbed onto the flat road surface.

After the old ox had eaten the muddy sweet potato, the six of them got back on the oxcart and continued towards Daxing Town.

Tian Dazhuang drove the cart carefully, and after a bumpy ride, they finally reached Daxing Town.

When the oxcart entered the market, it was not yet midday and there were still many people in the market.

While carefully driving the cart, Tian Dazhuang asked Ms. Zhong, “Auntie Yan, are we going straight to the wood market?”

He only knew that Ms. Zhong and the others were here to sell firewood.

Ms. Zhong and the Yan sisters all looked at Yan Xiaosi, waiting for her to make a decision.

At this moment, the oxcart was passing by the street next to the vegetable market. Seeing empty spaces on both sides of the street, Yan Xiaosi patted Tian Dazhuang on the shoulder, “Brother Dazhuang, drive the oxcart to that empty space over there.”

Following her instructions, Tian Dazhuang drove the oxcart to the empty space on the left side of the street.

After the oxcart came to a halt, Yan Xiaosi jumped off, her gaze sweeping over Ms. Zhong and her three sisters, “Mom, big sister, second sister, third sister, let’s sell the firewood here.”

Ms. Zhong hesitated a little. “Xiaosi, this is a vegetable market.”

Yan Xiaosi smiled and said, “Mom, we can sell firewood at the vegetable market. There must be a lot of firewood at the firewood market, and it might not be easy for us to sell ours there. Also, the vegetable market is where many people come to buy vegetables and meat. It’s very busy, so we can also sell those hairpins.”

Listening to Yan Xiaosi’s words, Yan Shuqin felt that it made sense and said to Ms. Zhong, “Mom, let’s listen to Xiaosi.”

After Ms. Zhong nodded, Tian Dazhuang helped unload the cart, moving several bundles of firewood from the cart, and arranged them neatly on the ground.

Yan Xiaosi then took an old patchwork cloth and spread it out on the ground.

Seeing her lay the cloth neatly on the ground, Yan Shuqin and her sisters took out the hairpins and arranged them neatly on it.

Tian Dazhuang looked at the hairpins, his eyes wide with amazement.

“These hairpins are so beautiful. Xiaosi, where did you get them?”

Yan Xiaosi replied proudly, “Of course, my big sister, second sister, and third sister made them. My sisters are clever and skilled. Whoever marries them will be fortunate.”

Upon hearing this, Yan Shuqin and her sisters blushed, especially Yan Shuqin. Yan Xiaosi saying such things in front of Tian Dazhuang made her heart jump uncontrollably.

Tian Dazhuang’s gaze swept over Yan Shuqin and her sisters, but he was still looking at Yan Xiaosi.

“Xiaosi, you’re also very good.”

Yan Xiaosi patted her chest and said, “Of course, I’m great. There are few men in Shaoyao Village as tall and handsome as me.”

“Pfft!”

Across the street was a teahouse, and on the second floor sat a man in a black robe and another in a red robe.

The two were sitting by the window and could see a pile of firewood and several people selling it.

Murong Qinjian laughed, retracted his gaze, and looked at Long Yu.

“Long Yu, isn’t that boy selling firewood across the street the one you took a fancy to? We’ve only been apart for a short while, and we meet again. It seems like you’re destined to be with him.”

As a martial artist and a doctor, his hearing was quite good, so he heard all of Yan Xiaosi’s conversation with Tian Dazhuang.

Murong Qinjian glanced out of the window, trying to suppress a chuckle, and said, “That boy actually called himself tall and handsome. He really has no shame.”

Long Yu, who had been lazily drinking tea, paused at his words and gave him a glance.

“Murong Cheap Slut, you’re quite shameless too.”

Murong Qinjian’s mouth twitched at the corner.

The expression on the War King at this moment made him feel that the War King was protecting his beloved woman.

“I’ve only been away for a few days, and that boy has really improved in his skills of self-praise.”

While speaking, Long Yu’s mouth curled into a slight smile, as if there was a flash of warmth in his eyes.

Sitting across from him, Murong Qinjian caught the fleeting warm smile in his eyes, immediately appearing as if he’d seen a ghost.

It was over. The War King of Great Chu really had a preference for the same sex.

“We’re selling firewood, selling firewood, thoroughly dry pine firewood, ten coins for a bundle.”

Below, Ms. Zhong was shouting at the top of her lungs.

Watching from the teahouse, Murong Qinjian saw that no one was interested after her shouting for a long time, so he turned to ask Long Yu, “Long Yu, do you want to help?”

Long Yu said, “Murong, do you have a lot of free time? I brought you to Daxing Town, not to drink tea and chat, or to be nosy.” They had previously infiltrated Rongdi and discovered a powerful weapon being developed by the Rongdi King. Long Yu had brought back some samples for Murong Qinjian to study, and he found out that the main component was saltpeter, which is abundant in the Four Sisters Mountain range. Their appearance in Daxing Town today was to pass through the town on their way to Four Sisters Mountain.

Nosy!

Hearing these words, Murong Qinjian was a bit confused about Long Yu’s thoughts.

Was the War King concerned about that sissy boy downstairs or not?

“Long Yu, didn’t you say that family relies on chopping and selling firewood for a living? Their firewood doesn’t seem to sell well, aren’t you afraid they’ll starve to death?”

Long Yu said, “Murong, even if you starve to death, that cunning boy won’t.”

A person who has the audacity to stew someone’s watchdog for a meal will never starve to death.

Murong Qinjian: “……”

“Okay, I suppose I was being nosy.”

Long Yu put down his tea cup, stood up, and looked down at the flamboyantly dressed man. “Murong, have you had enough to drink? If you’re full, leave here as soon as possible.”

After drinking several cups of tea and eating some snacks, Murong Qinjian was full. The two left the teahouse, walked out of Daxing Town, and headed toward Four Sisters Mountain using their light movement skills.

In the market, Ms. Zhong had been shouting for a long time. Seeing that no one was interested, she was worrying when a middle-aged woman walked over. “Sister, I see you’re here to sell firewood again.”