Chapter 67 - 68: Picking Up a Little Brother_l
Chapter 67: Chapter 68: Picking Up a Little Brother_l
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She pulled out the cork, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into the boy’s mouth. Then, she silently put the white jade bottle back into the Storage Ring.
The pill melted upon entering his mouth, sliding down his throat and nourishing his damaged meridians.
In his unconscious state, the boy felt an unusual comfort in his body and tried his best to open his eyes.
“Wake up.”
Su Qingluo’s small, soft finger tapped on his forehead, and a cooling Spiritual Power entered his brows through her fingertips, helping him break free from the barrier of nightmares and wake up from his unconscious state.
“Water.”
The boy opened his eyes and saw a little girl who looked like a fairy from a New Year’s painting, with her delicate makeup and jade-like appearance. For a moment, he couldn’t be sure if he was looking at a real fairy.
Though this “fairy” was dressed like a country girl, wrapped round like a small dumpling, she looked somewhat plump and amusing.
The four of them were traveling through the mountains without water, so Su Qingluo simplv made a small snowball and stuffed it into his mouth.
“Cough, cough.”
Choked by the snowball, the boy looked at the fairy who saved him speechlessly.
“Try to stand up, and uncle will carry you.”
Upon seeing the boy wake up, Su Hu unloaded the basket from his shoulder, bent down to support the boy’s back and used his strength to lift him up.
“Thank… Thank you.”
Having been silent for a long time, the boy’s throat was dry and uncomfortable. He managed to force out two syllables before leaning against Su Hu.
As Su Hu carried the boy, he spoke to his children with a deep voice, “We are almost there, Sister Qiao, Doudou, hang in there and carry the basket. Sister Yu, watch your step and don’t fall.”
“Yes, father.”
Sister Qiao and Doudou were both sensible, each lifting one side of the basket. Su Qingluo crisply replied and obediently followed with her short legs, giving them peace of mind.
“Cough, cough.”
The boy laid against Su Hu’s back, giving a few painful coughs. He glanced at Su Qingluo, carefully observing her.
“Don’t worry, little brother, we’re almost at grandfather’s house.”
Su Qingluo noticed his gaze, raised her little face, and responded with a sweet smile: “Once we reach grandfather’s house, we’ll have hot water and rice. Then your stomach won’t growl from hunger.”
“Cough, cough.”
The boy abruptly turned his face away, not daring to look at her any longer. Despite the mud and stains concealing his brows and eyes, a suspicious blush still shone through.
Li Xiu’e’s maiden home was not far from the ferry crossing. The family moved less than a mile forward and saw the iconic big willow tree at the east end of Willow Tree Village.
When Su Hu, carrying the boy, led his three children to the gate of their grandfather’s house, Li Xiu’e’s eldest brother, who was chopping firewood in the courtyard, heard the commotion, quickly put down his axe and came out to greet them.
Old Man Li lived with his wife and son, and had two grandsons and a granddaughter.
The eldest grandson, fifteen, inherited his grandpa’s craftsmanship and became an apprentice at a woodworking shop in Xuzhou City.
The second granddaughter, twelve, didn’t like to study, and learned to make clothes, embroider handkerchiefs, and repair necessities at home.
The youngest grandson was nine, the same age as Doudou, and studied at the same academy. Among the three siblings, he was the best in his studies and also the hope of the Li Clan.
“Hu is here.”
Li Xiu’e’s eldest brother, Li Yong, greeted them at the gate, took the bamboo basket from Sister Qiao and Doudou, and glanced at the boy on Su Hu’s back with some surprise.
“Hello, First Uncle.”
Sister Qiao, Doudou, and Su Qingluo, all looked up with their small faces, happily calling out to their uncle.
“Ah, children, come inside. It’s cold outside.”
Seeing the three obedient and lovely children, Li Yong couldn’t help but grin..