Chapter 132: Gone
Liang Liang felt that this child smaller than him had somewhat frightening eyes, so he involuntarily sat farther away, with no intention of talking at all.
Chu Xu: “……”
One after another ignoring him, the young master had never suffered such grievance before.
“How do you feel?”
Shang Wan reached out to brush away the wet hair on Chu Xu’s forehead and tested the temperature.
Chu Xu stared at her, didn’t answer but countered, “Who are you? Where is this place?”
“This is Elm Tree Village. So young, yet quite vigilant.” Shang Wan reached out and flicked his forehead, the force wasn’t heavy, but it still left a red mark on his delicately nurtured skin.
Chu Xu furrowed his little brows tightly and scolded, “Insolent!”
“Speak properly.” Shang Wan patted his head, “Is this your attitude toward your benefactor who saved your life?”
Not very old but quite arrogant.
Chu Xu was stunned, “You saved me?”
“Or what? Do you think anyone can fish a person out from the middle of a cliff?”
Shang Wan fed him water, but Chu Xu clamped his mouth shut and refused to drink.
Shang Wan laughed, “What, afraid I’ll poison you?”
Chu Xu didn’t speak, but his tightly closed mouth indicated that Shang Wan was right.
“Drink if you want.” Shang Wan placed the bamboo tube beside him and gave him a sidelong glance, “Just being vigilant isn’t enough, use your brain too. If I wanted to harm you, would I have bothered saving you?”
A trace of annoyance flashed across Chu Xu’s face, and he pursed his lips without speaking.
“Here, your things, returning them to you.” Shang Wan placed the small purse on the soft cushion, “Where’s your home? I’ll help notify your family to come pick you up.”
Chu Xu lowered his head without speaking, only grabbing the small purse and clutching it tightly.
Shang Wan was puzzled when she saw patches of water stains gradually spreading on the soft cushion.
She asked in surprise, “Why are you crying?”
“I’m not crying.” Chu Xu sniffled, lifted his head, and stared at Shang Wan with red-rimmed eyes.
“Your eyes are like a rabbit’s and you’re not crying?” Shang Wan frowned at him, “You don’t want to go home?”
Chu Xu rubbed away his tears on the pillow, lay still sullenly, his refusal to talk very obvious.
Shang Wan looked at him for a moment and softly asked, “What’s your name?”
Chu Xu didn’t move or speak.
Shang Wan tsked lightly, turned to leave, when a very small voice came from behind, “Chu Zhao.”
“Chu Zhao?” Lu Chengjing turned to look at Shang Wan, “Which Zhao?”
“He didn’t say.” Shang Wan twirled a lock of his black hair in her palm, puzzled, “Is there a problem with this name?”
Lu Chengjing furrowed his brow, “It feels familiar.”
Chu Zhao… Chu Zhao… Chu… where exactly had he heard it before?
Seeing him lost in thought, Shang Wan didn’t disturb him, let go of his hair, and went to sort through the medicinal herbs on the stone slab.
If the weather is good, in another two days, this batch of medicinal herbs could be sold.
While sorting the medicinal herbs, she sank her consciousness into the space.
After waking up from sleep, a new plot of spiritual field suddenly appeared in her space.
Shang Wan stared at the extra spiritual field, unable to figure out what triggered its increase.
When the spiritual field first appeared, she thought her ability had upgraded, but later she discovered that whether speed or strength, her own abilities were the same as when she first transmigrated, no changes.
Simply an extra plot of spiritual field.
This time was the same, it suddenly increased by one plot.
And… Shang Wan stared at the green seedlings already sprouting leaves in the spiritual field, she didn’t need to wait until harvest to sense that the time flow rate of the spiritual field had sped up.
Countless guesses flashed through her mind, perhaps when the next plot of spiritual field appears, she’ll know the reason.
Shang Wan temporarily put the matter aside, with a thought, planted the collected cliff ginger spores into this extra plot of spiritual field.
“Sis!” Shi Tou ran over quickly carrying a hoe, “Come with me quick.”
Seeing his excited appearance and calculating the time, it should be that the vegetables in the field were ready to eat.
The control group Shang Wan deliberately set up grew unusually fast under the irrigation of diluted spiritual spring water, and had already been cooked a couple days ago.
Though the taste wasn’t as fresh and sweet as those grown in the spiritual field, after eating, there was surprisingly a slight healing effect.
But because it was irrigated with diluted spiritual spring water, it was uncertain whether this bit of healing effect was from the spiritual spring water or the bok choy itself.
Now this batch carefully tended by Shi Tou was grown, and the answer would soon be revealed.
Arriving at the place, beside the originally reclaimed two mu of wasteland, there were now three more mu, all reclaimed by Shi Tou himself.
All that excess energy of his with nowhere to vent was used on land reclamation.
The bok choy in the two mu field had tender green leaves still dotted with dewdrops, not a single insect bite.
This was of course the handiwork of little friend Yuan Yuan.
Flying birds took turns on duty, not a single bug could survive in the vegetable patch.
Shi Tou kept watch, Shang Wan harvested the bok choy from the field.
Wherever she passed, white light flashed continuously, all the bok choy from the two mu field, except the small portion left for seeds, were all collected into the space, neatly placed together.
At noon these bok choy went into the pot.
Before eating the vegetables, Shi Tou deliberately rubbed his thumb over the blade of the kitchen knife, making two small cuts.
Yuan Yuan saw it and quickly complained to Shang Wan.
Shang Wan was helpless, how exactly was this boy’s brain wired?
But since the cuts were already made, to verify the effect, Shang Wan didn’t add spiritual spring water to his meal.
No matter what others thought, Shi Tou himself felt this method was great, and after his nap, the first thing he did was look at the wounds on his hand.
Gone, not a trace left.
He jumped up excitedly and couldn’t wait to run find Shang Wan to report the good news.
“Sis, look!” He stuck out his thumb, “It’s gone!”
Shang Wan glanced, the thumb was indeed smooth, not even a white scar to be found.
According to the body’s natural healing speed, even for small cuts, in this short time, there should have been some trace left.
So, it really was the bok choy, that is, the credit of the vegetable seeds produced by the space.
Countless ideas instantly flashed through Shang Wan’s mind. Growing herbs takes a long time, vegetables are quick and low cost, if utilized well…
Chu Xu stared at this overly excited adult beside him, feeling it was too noisy.
He lay on the soft cushion and turned his head, just about to close his eyes when a soft fluffy thing suddenly leaned over.
What thing?
He immediately opened his eyes and found that pressed against him was that little girl he saw when he first opened his eyes.
Asleep she was much more obedient than awake, at least she wouldn’t make him play turtle or something.
He moved his arm, and the next second it was gnawed by a little mouth, millet teeth grinding on his wrist, leaving a string of glistening saliva, then disgustedly spat twice, turned her little head, and rolled away elsewhere.
Chu Xu: “……”
Not cute at all!
After sharing with Shang Wan, Shi Tou couldn’t wait to go share with Lu Chengjing and Xiao Huan.
Shang Wan helped Chu Xu sit up properly, and because of the injury on his back, didn’t give him anything to lean on.
She handed over a porcelain bowl, “Here, eat.”
Staring at the clear bok choy soup, Chu Xu’s face turned green, and he pushed it away, “I want to eat meat.”
“Fine.” Shang Wan spread her hand, “One jin of pork is twelve wen, pay up.”
