Yang Ruoqing followed Uncle Fu out of the Sun family courtyard and walked straight towards Uncle Fu's house in the south end of the village.

Both of them walked quickly without saying a word, tacitly understanding each other. After arriving at Uncle Fu's house, his wife smiled and came over to pour Yang Ruqing a cup of tea before going outside to dry things in the courtyard.

In the room, Fu Bo put down the medical box in his hand and said to Yang Ruqing: "Your aunt doesn't have any illness, she just drank a very heavy dose of calming soup."

However, I don't understand. This Soothing Soup, in the past month, I've only sold one order.

“Besides, this deal was still sold to your uncle. How come your aunt would drink it down?”

“Is this the same batch I sold her? Or did she get it somewhere else? Don't they know that calming soup shouldn't be taken casually?”

“Every time you drink, the amount must be carefully followed by the doctor’s instructions, based on the diagnosis of insomnia. Today, this woman was lucky that I arrived in time and used a puncture to release blood as first aid. Otherwise, if it were delayed for another hour, it would be dangerous.”

Hearing Fu Bo's words, Yang Ruoqing remembered the scene of Cui Er Niang with her hands, feet, and fingertips pierced and letting blood that she had seen before, and frowned.

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“Uncle Fu, could you take a look at the tea in this teapot and see if there's anything wrong with it?” Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate! ?

As she spoke, she placed the teapot she had carried with her on the table and lifted the lid.

Uncle Fu hurried over and poured a bowl of tea. He first looked at it, then smelled it, and finally dipped his finger into it and tasted it, carefully savoring the flavor on his tongue.

Finally, his face changed slightly. He pointed at the teapot and said: "Whose tea is this? It's full of calming powder!"

“I don't drink An Shen powder like this, you put so much into the tea! What kind of deep grudge do you have?”

Fu Bo's face was full of anger, and he was about to go find Yang Huazhong, the headman, to report this matter, but Yang Ruqing stopped him.

“Qinger, this is going to be a matter of life and death…” Fu Bo said with a grave expression.

Yang Ruqing chuckled wryly, “Uncle Fu, family matters shouldn’t be aired in public. I have a pretty good idea what happened.”

"What? Family matters?" Uncle Fu was taken aback.

Yang Ruqing nodded and said, "Leave this to me. I'll handle it and won't let the situation worsen."

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Fu Bo was stunned.

Although he was just a barefoot doctor in the village, it was not uncommon for people from surrounding villages to come to him for medical treatment.

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For decades, from a young man to his now silvering temples, he has seen much of the world. He has not only treated illnesses for ordinary farming families but also visited wealthy households.

The circumstances of a large household, or one with a bit of property, are far more complex than those of poor families.

Since Qing'er said so, it means there's something fishy going on. Fu Bo didn't want to get involved in this mess, so he quickly nodded: "Alright, you say what to do, I won't talk much."

Yang Ruqing was absolutely sure that Uncle Fu was a man of his word. She thanked Uncle Fu and, carrying the herbal medicine from Cui'er's mother, returned home.

At this time, Mrs. Cui had already been carried back to their own guest room by Mr. Cui. Da Sun and Sun followed along with the others, all gathering around Mrs. Cui's room.

Seeing Yang Ruqing carrying medicine back, Cuier rushed to Yang Ruqing's side first.

Her eyes were evasive, her face pale. She strained to put on a pleasing smile, trying to mask her inner unease.

"Sister Qing'er, thank you for helping me get medicine for Mother. Give me the medicine, I'll go make it." She said cautiously.

Yang Ruqing stepped back, a smile playing on her lips. "No need to rush with the medicine yet. There's something else you should do first."

"What's up?" Cuier asked.

Yang Ruqing took out the teapot she had used earlier and, in front of everyone in the room, said to Cuier, "Drink the tea in this teapot."

Upon hearing this, Cui'er's face drained of color. She involuntarily took two steps back and shook her head gently.

Everyone in the room was baffled by their behavior.

"Why not drink? Are you afraid? Or something else?"

Yang Ruqing continued, the smile on her face slowly fading, her eyes revealing undisguised disdain and contempt.

Cuier shook her head lightly, still retreating with her feet, all the way to the edge of the bed.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his whole body trembled.

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Mrs. Cui looked at the teapot in Yang Ruoqing's hand, then at Cui'er's appearance, and recalling the bowl of tea she had drunk before fainting...

Women are not stupid, they immediately guessed what was going on.

Although her heart was pounding with fear and she didn't know what to do, she still pulled Cui'er into a hug.

"Qing'er, my daughter Cui'er hasn't been feeling well these past two days. Perhaps you should stop letting her drink those teas?" Cui'er's mother looked at Yang Ruqing with pleading eyes.

Yang Ruqing looked coldly at the mother and daughter, her face full of disdain.

"If I had known this day would come, why did I do it in the first place?" she asked.

“One trick after another, he never learns his lesson. Now he’s afraid?” she asked.

Cuier buried her head in Cuier's mother's arms, not daring to look at Yang Ruqing at all.

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... Cuier's mother held Cuier tightly in her arms, weeping to Yang Ruqing and begging for mercy.

The others in the room, seeing this scene, were even more astonished.

"Cuier and Qing'er, what are you two talking about? I don't understand a word!" Da Sun shi jumped in, interrupting the two.

Yang Ruqing raised the teapot in her hand and said to Da Sun, "Cuier put a whole bag of calming powder in the teapot, and then your aunt accidentally drank it. The medicine took effect like this."

"Ah?" Grandaunt Sun was so startled she covered her mouth.

The eyes of the others widened in astonishment, almost popping out of their sockets.

“Cui’er, you child, how can you do this? Don't you know you'll kill your mother?” Da Sun came to her senses, stepped forward, and pulled Cui’er out of Cui’er Niang’s arms. She pointed at Cui’er’s nose and scolded.

... Cui'er was ashamed and unable to raise her head.

“Your mother is so good to you, why would you put sleeping pills in her tea? What are you thinking, child?”

Grandson's wife was still there, berating Cuier.

Cuier lowered her head and did not defend herself.

Yang Ruqing let out a cold snort: "She didn't want to give her mother medicine at all. The medicine was for Da An, but unfortunately, Da An left before dawn and didn't fall for it."

“Auntie is unlucky, she just happened to run into this. This is what happens when you try to steal a chicken and end up losing the rice! What goes around comes around!”

Upon hearing Yang Ruqing's words, everyone except Da Lao Sun and Lao Sun's two brothers suddenly felt enlightened.

Mrs. Cui wanted to marry Cui'er to Da'an. Mrs. Sun and Yang Huazhong knew about it very well.

Before, Dà Sūn had only suspicions, but now they were confirmed. Dà Sūn's gaze towards Cuì'ěr instantly changed.

“You deserve it, you deserve it!” Grandaunt Sun directly let go of Cui'er’s arm, scolded her twice and then turned back to Mrs. Sun's side.

Old Sun saw this awkward scene and couldn't help but speak up: "What are you all arguing about? Do you think I and your uncle are dead?"

Dà Sun shi [Big Daughter-in-law] curled her lips and glanced at the gloomy Dào Lǎo Sūn (Eldest Grandfather): "This matter, we don't care about. Let father and Uncle handle it!"

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"Anyway, let me say this once: our courtyard is clean and tidy, and there's no room for underhanded tactics and scheming. It's not a place to get things dirty!"

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