After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter-Chapter 71 - Temporary Measures

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Temporary Measures

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Temporary Measures

It turned out this was an ingeniously designed drainage system by Jiang Ziling — when bathing, a cob of corn was used to block a hole, and when the water was full, it would overflow, naturally flowing down the groove, both convenient and a small wisdom of life.

After marveling at it, Su Yu meticulously cleaned the bathtub and refilled it with hot water.

She too immersed herself in this warm bath, feeling as if the fatigue of body and mind were gradually dissipating with the steaming vapors, leaving only serenity and relaxation behind.

Into the deep night when all was quiet, the chirping of insects outside the window became the sole background music, distant yet clear.

Time seemed to flow slowly at this moment, bringing a peaceful haven to the soul.

After the bath, Su Yu felt rejuvenated, without a hint of sleepiness, with moonlight like silk, spilling a silvery glow through the window lattice.

On a whim, she carried out a stool and sat beside the door, brewing a pot of light and elegant green tea, enjoying the rare quietude and tranquility.

The moon hung high, a gentle breeze blew, insects hummed softly, amidst birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.

Even the green tea leaves gently floating in the cup seemed especially vibrant, everything so harmonious, so comfortable.

Even as she occasionally missed her master in the distance, Su Yu had to admit that there was a unique charm to this simple life here.

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There was a time when she thought her life would quietly fade away beneath the loess.

She had never expected that fate would grant her a new lease on life in such a wondrous way, and for that, her heart was filled with gratitude.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, a sudden and out-of-place voice shattered the tranquility of the night, startling Su Yu.

“Ouch, you old rogue, be gentle…”

Those words, with a tinge of complaint and coquettishness, were unexpectedly from Lady Zhao.

Su Yu was taken aback. Such a night, such a private scene, and she had inadvertently witnessed it?

She had wanted to quietly enjoy the cool night, yet unexpectedly uncovered a neighbor’s secret.

Driven by curiosity, Su Yu carefully approached Lady Zhao’s room, her ear close to the crack of the door.

Trying to catch more sounds.

Inside the room, Lady Zhao’s voice alternated between low and hurried, “Ah, ah… ow… hiss…”, which couldn’t help but lead one to imagine.

Su Yu chuckled to herself; she hadn’t expected that this seemingly staid old couple.

Would have such a lively side behind closed doors.

“Lady Zhao really is full of vitality, still passionate in her age,” she muttered to herself with a playful sparkle in her eyes.

While she was wildly speculating, the scene inside the room slowly became clear.

Turns out, Lady Zhao had accidentally sprained her arm and was receiving treatment from Jiang Xunzhong, and those “stimulating” moans were merely due to the pain from applying the ointment.

Lady Zhao, while gritting her teeth from the pain of medicating herself, kept grumbling incessantly at Da Ya.

That spunk, even in the face of pain, was undiminished in spirit.

And all of this, heard by Su Yu eavesdropping outside, had turned into another interesting interpretation.

This little girl, so young, dared to be so ruthlessly hurtful.

Having bitten her into this state, when these wounds heal over time, she would find an opportunity to properly teach her a lesson, to let her understand the consequences.

Lady Zhao’s moans of “ouch ouch” traveled from inside, mixed with bits of pain and helplessness.

Su Yu was listening intently when suddenly, hastened footsteps followed by the sound of the door being violently pushed open interrupted the quiet inside the room.

Su Yu paused, a hint of surprise crossing her brows, murmuring to herself in curiosity.

Why has this person appeared at this moment?

Logically, he should be resting and recuperating in bed.

She forced a couple of dry laughs onto her face, trying to dispel the awkwardness of this unexpected encounter.

The breeze brushed past, carrying the coolness of early spring, and Su Yu’s disheveled black hair danced with the wind.

Like ink strands in the night, it contrasted sharply with her plain white clothes. The moonlight that fell upon her pale complexion added an unearthly aura, as if she were not of the human world.

In Lady Zhao’s terror-stricken eyes, this scene appeared to be that of a resentful ghost in white, quietly arriving.

“Ah, ghost… a ghost!”

Lady Zhao’s scream pierced the night, followed by her body weakening and collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

Seizing the moment of Lady Zhao’s panic, Su Yu swiftly slipped back into her home like a cunning rabbit, slamming the door with a bang and shutting out all the clamor.

When Jiang Xunzhong arrived upon hearing the noise, the courtyard was deserted, leaving only the night wind rustling the leaves, making a whispering sound.

“Su Yu, where are you…”

He whispered softly, his gaze searching, but capturing only the silence of the night.

“A ghost, there’s a ghost…”

Lady Zhao curled up on the ground, her breath weak, narrating her terrifying experience to Jiang Xunzhong in stuttering fits and starts.

Jiang Xunzhong looked around; the empty courtyard was stirred only by the wind, and a chill inevitably rose in his heart.

“There are no ghosts in this world, you must have seen it wrong.”

He said this, yet his tone was somewhat unconvincing.

Lady Zhao grew even more terrified upon hearing his words. How could she have seen it wrong?

Clearly, it was a bloodless-faced, smiling ghost in white, standing quietly at the door as if it could penetrate one’s soul.

The thought haunted her, and finally, she could no longer bear it and completely blacked out.

Back inside her room, Su Yu heard Jiang Ziling’s soft and suppressed moans.

Upon closer inspection, she found that although he was asleep, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, indicating that his dreams were far from peaceful.

The medicine she had administered contained both painkilling and sedative effects, allowing for rapid sleep, but the effects were clearly wearing off, and pain was seeping into his dreams.

Su Yu sighed quietly, full of helplessness in her heart.

Over-reliance on painkillers was harmful to the body, after all, for common flesh wounds.

She could still use Golden Needle to stimulate acupuncture points and temporarily block pain signals, but against a serious injury like a bone fracture, the Golden Needle therapy seemed somewhat ineffective.

As a temporary measure, there was no choice but to endure a few more hours before administering medicine again.

She carefully moved Xixi further inside the bed and then lay down between the two.

Although the man beside her was extraordinarily handsome, he always maintained a boundary. Now, forced to be close to him due to his injuries, Su Yu felt a mix of helplessness and a faint warmth in her heart.

She naturally did not wish to spend the night alone hunched over a cold tabletop.

The freshly changed bedding was soft and comfortable, and it seemed cozier than usual. In this rare tranquility, Su Yu’s consciousness slowly blurred into the realm of sleep.

As for the incident that frightened Lady Zhao, it was completely forgotten by her; the old woman’s likes and dislikes had nothing to do with her.

When dawn’s first light shone and Su Yu opened her eyes, Jiang Ziling was already sitting at the table.

With a proper posture, he was sipping water from a cup, seeming to have regained some vitality.

“Shouldn’t you be lying down and resting? Why have you gotten up?”

Su Yu’s question was tinged with rebuke, her words filled with concern.

Jiang Ziling’s gaze flickered, carrying a childish shyness as he dared not look directly at her sharp yet caring eyes.