Chapter 38: The Idiot Who Trips Over His Own Feet

  "Hiss..."

  Every other morning, Su Xiaofan got out of bed and forgot about the wound on her knee for a moment. She landed too heavily and pulled on the wound on her knee, causing a strong pain to come over her, making her gasp in agony.

  "What's wrong?" asked Xiao Yimeng, who was sitting beside her and saw that she was holding her legs with both hands, looking painful.

  "It's okay." After the pain subsided a bit, Su Xiaofan turned her head to him with a forced smile.

  "Really nothing?" Xiao Yimiao raised an eyebrow, her eyes full of disbelief. The way she looked just now, it would be strange if nothing was wrong.

  Su Xiaofan eased up on the pressure of her foot, then slowly stood up, although there was still a stinging pain, it wasn't unbearable. She smiled at him and said: "Hmm, I'm fine, I'll go get some water, you come out to wash up in a bit."

  Xiao Yimeng raised an eyebrow and watched as she limped out, did she really think anyone would believe nothing was wrong with her?

  It seems like it was last night's fall after all. Thinking so, a hint of thought flashed across her bright black eyes.

  "What's wrong with you?" Ye Shi stood in the courtyard, holding a basket of wild herbs and looking at Su Xiaofan who had just come out of the house.

  "It's nothing, I fell down yesterday and it hurts a bit." Su Xiaofan smiled and then looked at the basket in her hand and asked: "Grandma, what is that?"

  Ye walked over, putting down the basket in his hand: "Just went to Hu Zi's family field and pulled some wild grass. These little chickens and ducks like to peck at these leaves the most. Also, I picked up some rabbit grass for your few rabbits."

  Su Xiaofan nodded slightly, seeming to understand but not really understanding. Although she had decided to raise it, in fact, she didn't know much about it, or maybe nothing at all. However, experience is accumulated slowly, and there will always be a way.

  "Does it hurt a lot? Go inside and rest, I'll help you get water for the young master." Ye Shi wiped her hands on her apron a few times before entering the kitchen.

  Su Xiaofan followed closely behind: "It's okay, it'll stop hurting in a bit, let me do it instead. Is mother up yet?"

  Ye didn't continue to argue with her, standing aside and watching her scoop water from the pot to wash: "You got up early, your brother woke up very early these two days, as soon as he woke up, he made a fuss, she didn't sleep well either."

  "How come I didn't hear any crying?" Su Xiaofan asked while washing her face, and indeed no sound had come over that night, even though they were very close.

  "Yeah, I was afraid of disturbing your sleep, and when she cries, her mother would pick her up and walk back and forth in the room, and then she wouldn't cry as much."

  "Oh." Su Xiao Fan washed her face and then fetched another basin of clean water for Xue Ying Mo to wash up.

  Ye saw her lift her foot and was about to walk into the courtyard, so she hurriedly went forward and pulled her back: "What are you going to do?"

  "I'll go take a look at them."

  "Don't worry, I just took a look, those little ducks are playing happily in that small pond. Ye Shi also didn't feel at ease, got up early and rushed to take a look."

  "What's a pond?" Su Xiaofan furrowed her brow, thinking for a moment before remembering that the other day, Su Bing and the others had dug a relatively deep pit in the middle of that empty land, even making several steps, planning to put some water in it one day, so the little ducks could swim around. After all, there weren't any ponds or rivers nearby.

  Ye saw Xiao's ink marks coming out of the house, started washing up, and then began to scoop up the cooked porridge: "Hmmm, last night's rain was heavy, accumulated a lot of water."

  After dinner, Su Xiaofan took a small stool and sat at the entrance of the hall, looking at the yard that was still slightly muddy, as well as the muddy path outside the gate that led to the distance. It seemed that she had to think of a way to pave the yard and the path leading to the fence with stone slabs, otherwise, once it rained, nothing could be done, and no one would want to do anything.

  "Come here and give it to you."

  Su Xiaofan turned her head at the sound and saw Xiao Yimeng holding out a few unfamiliar leaves in his hand, handing them to her face.

  "What is this?" With a puzzled expression, he stretched out his hand, took it in his palm, and repeatedly examined it.

  "Heal the wound, crush it and apply it to the wound, it will heal quickly and won't leave a scar." Xiao Yimiao replied casually and then walked into the house.

  Su Xiaofan stared blankly at the ordinary-looking leaf in her hand, could this really heal wounds?

  He turned around to ask Xiao Yimeng again, but he didn't see his figure, only a small footprint full of mud left on the ground.

  Wasn't he the one who discovered it early this morning and helped himself find it on the mountain?

  At a glance, Su Xiaofan looked at the muddy road outside and couldn't help but shout loudly towards the house: "Little treasure, come out! Did you go up the mountain? The mountain road is so slippery, what if you fall?"

  "They all said don't underestimate me, do I look like the kind of fool who would trip and fall while walking?" Xiao Yi Mo poked out half his head from inside the room, raising an eyebrow at Su Xiao Fan with great satisfaction.

  Su Xiaofan was speechless, knowing what he meant, that he was saying he himself was a clumsy fool who would trip and fall even while walking!

  But on such a slippery road, on a dark evening, it's not surprising if you fall down.

  After hesitating for a moment, he turned his head to look at the leaves in his hand, then stuffed them all into his mouth, chewing lightly. The slightly bitter taste instantly filled his mouth as he chewed, but deep down, a strange sweetness surged up.

  Gently apply the crushed thing to the wound on her knee, enduring the pain that comes with it, thinking in her heart that at such a young age, he already understands how to be considerate and caring towards others. If he grows up like this, he will definitely become a gentle and considerate good husband.

  But thinking of the age gap between them, Su Xiaofan felt a slight sense of loss.

  Time slipped away quietly between the fingers, and during that period, the weather was always unpredictable. Even if it was a sunny day in the morning, it would suddenly rain heavily in the afternoon. The muddy road in Su Xiaofan's courtyard was always in a half-dry state.

  So during this time she didn't do anything, the most she did every day was to make some small desserts for Xiao Yimeng in the kitchen using the limited ingredients at home.

  As Jia's family was about to finish their month-long confinement, the whole family was in a good mood. But one clear morning, a group of little chickens and ducks that were fine the day before had died overnight, more than half of them. Su Xiaofan sat in the shed with an extremely low mood, staring at the small corpses piled up by her grandmother among the weeds.

  "Alright, Fan'er, stop looking. I'll take it out and get rid of it." Ye Shi knew she was upset, but so was she herself. The past few days had been going so smoothly, and she had originally thought that this time she would be able to successfully raise these animals.