If there is no medicine furnace and the elixir cannot be made, how can she make money by selling medicine!

Chu Wanying felt worried for a moment.

She took out the medicinal materials from the medicine furnace and went around the spiritual spring in the space.

In the past, the spring pool covered a large area, with an endless supply of spiritual springs, and a thick mist on the surface. Whenever she got closer, she would feel refreshed.

But now that the fog is gone, even the spiritual spring is several times smaller than usual, and it looks about the same size as the bathtub at home.

The spirit of the spiritual spring is no longer what it used to be, and the effectiveness of the spiritual spring will probably be greatly reduced.

If she grabbed the water and drank it, the spiritual spring would dry up and die in a few days!

Hey, is it possible that this world is different from her horoscope?

This is outrageous.

But Rong Zhan's body still needs to be nursed back to health, and she still has to use the spiritual spring water anyway. Chu Wanying stretched out her palm, and the water from the spiritual spring floated onto her hand in an instant. She held it with her five fingers, and the water seemed to have its own perception.

, let it be rounded and flattened, and after a while it formed a crystal clear pill.

Although she cannot use water powers in this real world, it is still easy for her to use them in space.

When she walked out of the space, it was getting late. Chu Wanying opened the door and walked towards the thatched house. There was a stove inside. She had to boil out the medicinal materials no matter what, and then put the Lingquan Dan in to increase its effectiveness.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mrs. Zhao sitting by the stove, holding a pink-looking baby with delicate features in her arms.

The first one to hear the noise was Bao Bao. He lifted his head from Mrs. Zhao's arms and looked over. When he saw it was her, he smiled, showing his small white teeth.

Alas, such a cute child was abandoned by his parents.

Chu Wanying's heart softened when she thought that her experience was so similar to his, and she smiled at him.

When Zhao turned around, she happened to see her smile. The girl had a delicate face, a pair of slightly curved almond eyes, and a neat nose. She was making faces at the baby, making him giggle.

"Aunt..." As soon as the baby's soft and lovely voice came out, the other two people present were shocked.

"Baby? What did you just say?" Mrs. Zhao seemed to be in disbelief. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the smiling little baby in her arms, only to hear him call out again, "Auntie."

It's loud, clear and sweet.

It's impossible to get it wrong this time.

Somehow, upon hearing this call, Chu Wanying suddenly felt the tip of her nose was sore and her eyes were red.

Through the memory of the original person, she knew that this child, like her, was born with some disabilities, did not like to talk, and was not as lively and lively as other children of the same age.

If this were placed in modern times, he would definitely be treated as autistic and go to a regular hospital for treatment. However, if the child was born in feudal ancient times, he would definitely be regarded as an alien by others.

It is precisely for this reason that neither Rong Lin nor Li Xiuqiao cared much about him. Even if they finally reconciled, neither of them planned to take him away.

Chu Wanying thought, how similar this was to her fate!

Fortunately, the baby still has grandparents and uncles who love him, so he is happier than her after all.

Ms. Zhao was so excited by the baby's sudden words that she finally hugged him and cried loudly, "Wow, my poor grandson! Do you know that your silence scared grandma to death..."

"

She cried so hard that she seemed to be pouring out all the grievances she had suffered in the past six months.

Chu Wanying walked over and patted Zhao on the shoulder to express comfort.

After all, the baby still has the ability to speak, unlike her.

She pointed to the big pot, Mrs. Zhao wiped her tears and said clearly, "The pot is cooking porridge. Fortunately, you bought a lot of rice and noodles today, otherwise we really don't know what to do...

"Speaking of this, my eyes turned red again.

The Rong family was in dire straits at this time, and different people would come to the house every now and then to collect debts. How else could Mrs. Zhao vent her frustration except crying?

After crying for a while, she raised her sleeves and wiped her face, "Look at me, I know there's no point in crying. Wanying, please wait a little longer, the porridge will be ready in a while."

After saying that, he put the baby down and said to her, "Wanying, help me look after the baby first, and I'll serve the porridge."

Chu Wanying followed her words and picked up the baby and entered the east room. The dinner table was ready and all the dishes were served. Rong Zhan and Lao Rongtou were already sitting down and talking.

After they finished eating, Chu Wanying took the initiative to clear away the dishes, leaving the family of four talking about their parents' shortcomings.

After all, she is an outsider, and it is inconvenient for them to communicate many things without her.

In this regard, Chu Wanying is still very discerning.

Putting away the dishes and chopsticks quickly, she took out the medicine pot and began to boil the medicine.

Taking advantage of this free time, Chu Wanying returned to the hut, entered the space again, and picked out a piece of cloth and the sewing box she had prepared before.

In order to make money in her previous life, Chu Wanying had to learn how to make a living, so needlework came easily to her.

She planned to use the cloth to make clothes for the baby and herself, and the extra cloth could be used to make several sachets.

By the time I finished sewing the top, the medicinal soup had just finished cooking.

Chu Wanying brought some soup from the kitchen and knocked on the door of the east room. When Rong Zhan opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of medicine and his face was startled.

"You stayed up for me?"

Chu Wanying nodded.

Rong Zhan wanted to refuse, but when he met the girl's expectant eyes, his face softened, his lips curved, "I'm interested." After saying this, he raised his neck and drank the medicinal soup in one gulp.

He raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Thank you very much. It's so late, you should go to bed!"

Chu Wanying nodded and left. The man looked at her back and entered the kitchen, then also entered the house.

The next day, Rong Zhan went up the mountain with dry food and travel expenses.

Although the abbot of this temple was a high-ranking monk and was not greedy for this small amount of money, in order to show his affection, Old Rongtou still secretly gave Rong Zhan the little money he had left from selling the dagger.

Zhao was reluctant to part with it, but she also knew that what Rong Zhan said was right.

The man has ambitions in all directions, trapping him will only destroy him.

For example, the eldest son Rong Lin became like this because he was too doting around him.

As soon as Rong Zhan left, Chu Wanying helped Zhao clean up the house.

Mrs. Zhao was very satisfied with her. This girl was not old, but her eyes were very lively. She didn't need to say anything, the child could sense her thoughts immediately.

However, it is a pity that such a good child is mute.

Thinking of this, Ms. Zhao felt sad.

It's not for anything else, I just feel sorry for such a sensible and kind-hearted girl, but God didn't give her a complete body.

Chu Wanying on the other side didn't think so much. After working for Zhao for two days, on the third day, she decided to go to the back mountain to look for something that could be used to make money.

There is only one tael of silver left in the space, so we can’t just sit back and have nothing!

Besides, the medicine stove is also broken, and there is no sign that it can be repaired. She should find other ways to make money.

It happened that Mrs. Zhao took the new flour she bought a few days ago and steamed several baskets of large white steamed buns, planning to ask Old Rong to go up the mountain to deliver them to Rong Zhan.

As soon as she heard this, Chu Wanying jumped out quickly, grabbed the steamed bun first, and stared at Zhao with her big eyes.

The other party immediately understood, "You want to deliver it yourself?"

Chu Wanying nodded.

"But it's freezing cold here. It's not safe for a girl like you. No, let your father go!" Mrs. Zhao frowned and was about to snatch the steamed bun away.

But Chu Wanying was determined to go to the back mountain this time and would not let go at any cost.

The two were in a stalemate for a long time, but when the old man outside the door saw this scene, he burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, Wan Ying also feels sorry for Zhan'er. If she wants to go, just let her go!"

"But the mountain behind is so big, what if she gets lost!" Ms. Zhao still felt uneasy.

"It's okay. If you're worried, I'll go to the head office with her, right?"

"That won't work. If you two leave, what will happen to the baby? He's been a troublesome kid lately, always running around. Hey!"

"That's true." Old Rong saw Chu Wanying's determined face and knew that she had to go. He changed his mind and said, "Let's do it! If you really want to go, just take my ax with you if you encounter danger.

, at least you can protect yourself."

Chu Wanying knew that it was done and nodded in agreement.

"Hey! The child's father! You really let Wanying go!" Mrs. Zhao muttered dissatisfied.

"If something really happens, I wonder how you can explain it to Zhan'er!"

"You can't say that! I think Wan Ying is a child with quick hands and feet and a lot of savvy. Don't worry, she will protect herself, don't you think?"

Uh-huh!

Chu Wanying nodded as if pounding garlic.

Her head has been pounding for a long time today.

So tired!

She thought that if Zhao continued to disagree, she might as well sneak out at night while they were sleeping!
To be continued...