Chapter Seventy-One: Everything Is Ready

  Two swift horses set out from outside the city of Sifang, stepped onto the official road, and returned to Zengjiacun Village. The speed was as fast as a flying star treading on the moon, extremely swift.

  This time the task came out, it was completed more smoothly than imagined. After getting the medicine in Fang's house, Zhao Ji packed up directly and returned to Zengjiacun Village without any delay.

  Returning to Zengjiacun from Sifangcheng, if we consider the straight-line distance, it is definitely not necessary to pass through Qiaomu Town, but in order to return as quickly as possible, it is still best to take the official road, and Qiaomu Town cannot be avoided.

  Although they passed through Qiaomu Town, Zhao Ji and Yuan Chengzhi did not enter the town. They went around it from the outside until late in the evening when the sun was about to set. The two finally arrived.

  The afterglow of the setting sun, spilled across the earth, a piece of sky, all under this afterglow, was dyed into pieces of dazzling red, shining to the extreme.

  Bathing in the warm glow of sunset, Zhao Ji and Yuan Chengzhi didn't even dismount their horses, directly charging into the village, almost crashing into the children playing in the open space at the center of the village.

  Fortunately, riding horses on rural roads couldn't be as fast as on official roads, which made the two stop their horses in a hurry.

  "Zeng Hu, Zeng Bao, you two kids are still playing outside? Have you finished today's homework?"

  Zhao Ji dismounted and asked the two young sons of Zeng's household:

  These days, Ling Shuanghua's illness was severe, and Ding Dian naturally didn't have the energy to go to school, while Zhao Ji had been busy with some things for the past two days and didn't have time to teach them. So he assigned some homework to let them finish it by themselves.

  "Hello, sir, we've all finished."

  Zeng Hu and Zeng Bao answered in unison.

  "Okay, as long as it's done."

  Nodding in satisfaction, Zhao Ji asked the other two: "Zeng Xiuxiu, Zeng Wu, have you two finished your homework?"

  Zeng Xiuxiu and Zeng Wu, the two children of Zeng Dazhuang's family, were playing with a group of half-sized kids, nicknamed Dashu and Goudan.

  In the countryside, there is little distinction between boys and girls among children. Some little girls are no different from some little boys, all of them go up mountains, down rivers, fight, and play with mud.

  In Zengjia Village, Zhao Ji was familiar with many villagers, but if he had to mention the most familiar ones, it would still be Zeng Dazhuang and Zeng Yu. In his daily teaching, he would pay more attention to the children of these two people, either more or less.

  "We've all finished too, sir."

  Zeng Xiuxiu said resolutely.

  "Hello sir, I've finished my homework, my sister helped me."

  Zeng Wu also replied with difficulty.

  Just five years old, Zeng Wu didn't understand many things and could only say some simple things clearly. His homework was helped by Zeng Xiuxiu, which didn't surprise Zhao Ji at all.

  "Have you finished your homework too?"

  Zhao Ji asked other children again.

  Children in the village, as long as they are under 15 years old, regardless of boys or girls, all entered Zhao Ji's school. The knowledge he taught was the same and the homework left was also the same.

  "It's done."

  "Hello, sir. We've finished our homework."

  "Sir, we've all finished."

  ……

  A few children answered in disarray.

  After listening to these children's answers, Zhao Ji nodded secretly. The village children, regardless of age, were very diligent in their studies and didn't need Zhao Ji to urge them on at all.

  Of course, these children are so self-conscious and have a strong sense of self-study, not only because this learning opportunity is rare and they dare not slack off, but also because Zhao Ji's teaching method is one of the reasons why children are interested in learning.

  Like Zhao Ji's previous place of residence, education has become a rigid process, students are under great pressure, even children who love to learn can hardly be interested in such learning.

  "Alright, you guys play, I'm busy."

  Yuan Chengzhi was asked to take the horses back, and Zhao Ji hurriedly went to Ding Dian's place, carrying a large package in his hand, with a strong smell of medicine emanating from it.

  "Brother Ding, I'm back."

  Arriving at Ding Dian's house, Zhao Ji directly pushed open the door and went in.

  After entering, as expected, Ding Dian was accompanying Ling Shuanghua, waiting in the main room. The two were leaning on each other, truly enviable.

  "Zhao Ji, you're back! How did things go?"

  As soon as he saw Zhao Ji's figure, Ding Dian was overjoyed and hastily got up to greet him, asking anxiously.

  One day without seeing, Ding Dian's complexion was more listless than in the morning, looking somewhat lacking in spirit. On the other hand, Ling Shuanghua looked better than before, with a few shades of color on her face.

  Deeply moved by the depth of their relationship, Zhao Ji also didn't hesitate and replied solemnly: "It's all done, all the medicinal materials have been purchased."

  "It's really great, so to say, Frost Flower is really saved."

  His eyes suddenly lit up, bursting out with an astonishing aura, like a 1000-watt spotlight, dazzlingly bright. At this moment, Ding Tian could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart and shouted loudly.

  The sudden surprise made Ding Dian excited and thrilled, the emotional outburst was so intense that he was stunned for a moment.

  Ding Dian was stunned for a long time before he finally came back to his senses, instantly returning to Ling Shuanghua's side, grasping her jade-like hands, and joyfully saying: "Shuanghua, did you hear that? The medicine in the prescription has all been gathered, your illness can be cured, it can be cured."

  If it's said that at first, Ding Dian still had some doubts about Hu Qingniu's medical skills, after one day passed, he no longer had any suspicions and completely believed that Hu could cure Ling Xianghua.

  Within a day, Hu Qingniu gave Ling Shuanghua injections three times. Each time, Ling Shuanghua's complexion improved somewhat, giving Ding Dian full confidence.

  Now everything needed for treating the illness is ready, and with all preparations in place, Ding Tian is a million percent sure that Hu Qingniu can cure Ling Shuanghua's illness.

  Sharing the joyful mood with Ling Xuehua, Ding Dian suddenly thought of something and stood up abruptly, shouting loudly: "Right, where's Dr. Hu? I want to go find Dr. Hu and have him treat Xuehua's illness."

  As he spoke, Ding Dian was about to rush out, but Zhao Ji stopped him and smiled faintly: "Brother Ding, don't be in a hurry, Hu Qingniu will come over soon, no need for you to go invite him."

  "Hmm, did you inform him when you came back?"

  Ding Dian asked in confusion.

  Shaking his head slightly, Zhao Ji smiled and said: "That's not it, but Yuan Chengzhi has already returned. He knows everything that happened, and Hu Qingniu knows I've retrieved the medicinal materials, so he should come over."

  As soon as Zhao Ji's voice fell, the sound of knocking on the door came from outside, and Hu Qingniu's shouting also came in.