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She also asked the Song family to help with publicity in the future, since it wouldn't hurt her to have a little extra support.
Importantly, during their interactions, Liu Qingxi knew that the Song family was not a generous one.
After returning home, Liu Qingxi quickly tidied up and prepared meals for the two of them. After eating, she went to bed early to rest.
"Sister, when can we finish helping Uncle Sanyou's family?" Liu Qingyan asked. She had indeed been quite tired from all the help they had provided.
"Very soon, we should be done by tomorrow. Trust me!" Liu Qingxi replied with a smile.
In fact, their food supplies were running low because they had been helping Zhang Sanyou's family repair their house and hadn't had time to go up the mountain to look for food.
"Alright!" Liu Qingyan smiled and fell into a beautiful sleep, finally able to rest!
At the same time, in the Yang family's courtyard, Anan anxiously asked, "Young Master, are you feeling any better?"
"Much better, I'm fine. You don't need to worry!" Yang Yichen coughed lightly, his lips pale.
"Young Master, how can I not worry? It's my fault for not taking good care of you and letting you catch a cold!" Anan felt very guilty; if he had been there today, Yang Yichen wouldn't have gotten soaked.
Yang Yichen, who was already weak, started coughing as soon as he returned home, which scared him greatly!
"Didn't the doctor check on you? He said there's nothing wrong. Just take some time to rest!" Yang Yichen gently advised.
Then he sighed, "It's a pity I couldn't help Qingxi today!"
"Young Master, you've already done enough. Look at you rushing back home in such a hurry; it was out of concern for them. Now that you see Qingxi is fine, you should focus on taking care of your health!"
Anan kept nagging and couldn't stop.
"Alright, when did you start nagging like Mother? I've been feeling much better these past few days. If you keep this up, it really won't be good for you!"
"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go get the medicine for you right now!"
Anan thought as he walked. Although Liu Qingxi and her brother were quite pitiful and were good friends of his, there was no need for his young master to neglect his own health like this!
Shaking his head, he reminded himself that he was a servant and had no right to interfere in his master's affairs. However, if the lady were to blame him, it would be quite troublesome: "It's best to get the young master back to health as soon as possible!"
Yang Yichen smiled as he watched Anan muttering and leaving. He didn't think about whether what he was doing was worth it; he simply wanted to help a friend.
Liu Qingxi, who had already fallen asleep, was completely unaware that Yang Yichen was sick. The next morning, she went to Zhang Sanyou's house to help out and didn't have time to think about much else.
"Uncle Sanyou, putting wooden boards here will help a bit. Try to make it tight and hammer it in hard!" Liu Qingxi pointed to where the pillar met the roof.
"Alright, I'll take care of it!" Zhang Sanyou moved the ladder and climbed up to reach.
This part was quick; with a few strikes of the hammer, Zhang Sanyou secured it: "Qingxi, is that done? Do we need to do anything else?"
Liu Qingxi thought for a moment: "Uncle Sanyou, you still have some mud bricks left. If you want it to be sturdier, you can stack them around the pillar and fill the inside with mud. It’s best if they connect with the wall, but it might be a bit troublesome!"
Zhang Sanyou's eyes lit up: "I’m not afraid of trouble; we have plenty of strength and are not afraid of hard work!"
"Great! Uncle Sanyou, you can start stacking them now. It would be best if you could thread bamboo strips through the wall and connect them on both sides!" Liu Qingxi gestured vaguely.
This task required strength to penetrate the wall, which she really couldn't do.
"Alright, just watch from the side. I'll handle it with the hammer!" Zhang Sanyou was full of energy now.
In no time at all, as dusk fell, they finally completed the last step: "Uncle Sanyou, it's done! You don't have to worry about it anymore!"
"Is this really enough? We don't need anything else?" Zhang Sanyou suddenly found it hard to believe that this moment had arrived.
"Really, it's not necessary. Trust me! If you don't believe it, just wait and see for a while. As long as the roof above doesn't leak, there won't be any problems, no matter the wind or rain!"
Liu Qingxi can assure you with a clear conscience that it is absolutely safe.
"Thank you so much, Qingxi!" Zhang Sanyou kept rubbing his hands together; no words could express his excitement at this moment.
"Uncle Sanyou, you're too polite. I should be thanking you for believing in me!" After all, Liu Qingxi knew it wasn't easy to earn someone's trust.
At this moment, Song was the happiest. You see, once the house is repaired, they could save quite a bit of silver—much more than if they had to rebuild from scratch.
"Qingxi, I really don't know how to thank you. It's so late now; I won't keep you. Take these things back with you and make something delicious with Qingyan!"
She insisted on giving Liu Qingxi a basket full of items.
"Aunt, this is too much; we won't need all of this!"
"What are you being polite for? You've helped us a great deal. Just take these; Aunt knows you've just moved out and life isn't easy for you. Take this back to eat."
"Don't say anything silly about not wanting it. If you don't earn money and have nothing to eat, how will you get by?"
Song was genuinely grateful. The basket contained several pounds of flour and brown rice, along with a string of copper coins—probably around twenty or thirty.
Compared to the money Liu Qingxi had saved them, these items were nothing.
To be honest, taking out two taels of silver was somewhat difficult for her, but she could manage a few dozen copper coins. Although she wasn't overly generous, she wouldn't let Liu Qingxi help them for nothing.
"Thank you, Aunt Song. We'll be on our way now; you should hurry up and rest!" Liu Qingxi stopped refusing; she wasn't noble enough to take everything without giving something in return.
After all, helping Zhang Sanyou's family wasn't without its own purpose.
In short, everyone was happy today. Zhang Sanyou's house had been repaired, and Liu Qingxi had also earned some income, temporarily solving their recent food and clothing issues.
At ten o'clock in the evening, what had been a clear night suddenly turned into a storm with strong winds.
Liu Qingxi woke up abruptly from her sleep, startled by the rustling leaves and howling wind, which felt even more terrifying in the chaotic darkness.
"Ah!" Liu Qingyan suddenly exclaimed, "Sister, I'm scared!"
After all, in a dilapidated courtyard with only two children, it was indeed quite frightening.
Liu Qingxi felt much better; after all, she had many years of life experience from her previous life. She gently patted Liu Qingyan's back and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's okay; it's just raining. Everything will be fine."
Before she could finish her sentence, raindrops began to fall with a loud patter, hitting their faces.
"Yan, hurry up and get over here!" Liu Qingxi pulled Liu Qingyan into a corner to take shelter.
The roof was already missing a large section, and with such heavy rain pouring down, the only place inside that could provide any cover was the far corner.
However, raindrops continued to splash onto them, and Liu Qingyan shivered as she nestled in Liu Qingxi's embrace.
Never before had the night felt so long. Finally, the downpour began to ease, and the morning sun finally emerged.
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