Tian Guihua looked at the room full of children, not finding them noisy at all. She suddenly remembered that someone was missing.

"Coo coo, the two young masters are honored guests. Quickly go call your brother Tang Qi over, let you all have a good time together."

"Grandma, I'll go," Fu Tianfu volunteered.

"That's fine then."

Fu Tianfu ran all the way and then came back.

"Grandma, Uncle Seven said he won't come."

"Won't you come?" Tian Guihua felt that the child was too deep, always carrying things in his heart, not at all like a child his age.

Mrs. Wu put down Erpang and said softly, "Mother, Tianfu doesn't have the face to go, let the younger sister-in-law go instead."

Then, Tian Guihua looked at the two Zou brothers again. Zou Yuansong immediately understood, "It's alright."

On her way to Tang Qichi's house, Fu Jiujiu encountered many people and didn't want everyone to know she had been to the county magistrate's house these past few days.

"Chirp chirp, is your godfather's house big?"

"Nonsence, need I say more? The County Magistrate's family isn't big, who's?"

"Chirp chirp, what treasures has your godfather given you?"

"Hey girl, how's it going at your godfather's place?"

There are too many questions, and even Fujujiao can't answer them all.

Fortunately, these people don't care about the answers.

Tang Qi's family gate was open, and Fu Jiujiu came so often that she didn't treat herself as an outsider anymore. She swaggered right in. M..

Cui Mama was sweeping the courtyard. In the past, when she saw the little dumpling come over, she would greet him happily.

"Chirp chirp, I'm back!"

Why does Cui Mama look so worried?

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Jiujiu is still confident in the relationship between the two of them, so she firmly believes that she doesn't dislike her.

"Hey, do you want some snacks, Chirp?"

"Fu JiuJiu quickly shook her head, "No thanks, I'm having something delicious later. What about Tang Qi GeGe? Why isn't he coming to my house for dinner?"

It's so boring to be alone all day, it's gloomy and depressing, like an old man.

"The master doesn't want to go, but he has accepted the assignment."

Fujujiao looked towards the direction of the room, "Is Qi-ge not feeling well?"

Cui MaMa nodded. The young mistress fell ill the day before yesterday and was tossing and turning all night. Although she rested for a day yesterday, she still doesn't look quite right.

"Grandma, can I go in and have a look? My older brother and I learned so many things."

Cui MaMa knew she was well-intentioned, but the imperial physicians in the palace couldn't cure the young master's illness. How could a little milk dumpling possibly cure him?

“This… he might be sleeping.”

I need to sleep, it's not good to be disturbed. Fu JiuJiu feels that if she doesn't take action, the little boy will suffer even more.

These past few days, I haven't been back, so I didn't make him any spirit water. The toxins in his body have become too much to suppress.

"Even Old Madam Cui found it strange. The medicine was always effective before, but lately, it hasn't worked at all."

And I even managed to arrive before the little chirper was gone.

She's been in the village for a while, though she hasn't had much interaction with the villagers. But she has heard some things.

Just now, she was thinking, maybe it's because of Jjiaojiao's good fortune blessing the little master, making him recover from his illness, and Jjiaojiao is gone, so he fell ill again?

Fu Jiujiu was about to turn around when Tang Xian's voice came from inside the room, "Grandmother, tell her I won't be eating."

Cui Mama paused slightly, then smiled.

Fu Jiujiu's eyes rolled around, the little boy was telling himself with his gaze that he was awake.

"Grandma, Seventh Brother woke up. I'm going to go see him."

Grandma Cui didn't stop her either. The master wanted to see the little girl, and she wouldn't be the bad guy.

She thought to herself, maybe if the master saw the young girl, he would recover immediately?

After the little团子 entered the room, he smelled a strong medicinal smell. It must have been prescribed by that doctor, but it didn't seem to be very helpful for Xiao Zhengtai's condition.

He was sitting there, his face pale, looking rather pitiful.

Fu Jiujiu quickly stepped onto a small stool and poured some water. She took the opportunity to drop a few drops of spirit spring water into it, then handed it to the little boy.

Tang Xian originally didn't want to drink, but seeing her strenuous effort pouring the water, she reluctantly took a sip.

A familiar sweetness flowed into his mouth, and after a moment, his heart and lungs felt much more comfortable.

Hallucination, it must be a hallucination.

This isn't some magical elixir, how could it be this effective.

"Where are you uncomfortable?" Fu Jiujiao tilted her head and asked him.

"That's it."

Being too stubborn is not good for you, only yourself will suffer.

"Are you sure? Lying isn't good."

Tang Xian was a little flustered under her gaze of large, grape-like eyes. "I... my head still hurts a bit."

Headaches are easy to deal with.

Fujujiao pointed to the bed beside her, "Want to lie down?"

"What are you doing?" Tang Xian asked blankly.

My fifth brother said that pressing on the Tianzhu and Taichong acupoints can relieve muscle tension, reduce headaches.

The little dumpling said in a serious tone, and Tang Xian was both surprised and delighted. “You know this too?”

"My brother told me that," Fu Jiujiu patted the bed, "hurry up, we still have to go home for dinner later."

She is hungry.

Tang Xian wasn't worried. Even if the little dumpling pressed on his pressure points, he wouldn't be fatally harmed.

After a while, the little dumpling shook her sore fingers, "Seventh Brother, are you feeling better?"

"Much better now."

Fu Chou Chou took the opportunity during the massage to secretly pinch the little boy's cheeks twice. They were indeed soft and nice to the touch.

When she reached out with her claws for the third time, she was pushed away.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Tang Xian got up and sat straight. He had just been so comfortable, if it weren't for the little dumpling speaking, he almost fell asleep.

"Let's go."

"I..." Tang Xian wanted to refuse.

Fu Jiujiu disagreed, having sold herself for half the day, "No, Mama has already prepared your share, hurry up."

Old Madam Cui had been waiting outside the door. When Tang Xian said she felt much better, Old Madam Cui was overjoyed. She knew this little girl truly was a lucky charm.

As soon as she arrived, the little master became much more lively.

"Master, if that's the case, then you should go. Don't let Jioujiu and her mother waste their energy in vain, wouldn't you agree?"

Fu Jiujiao nodded heavily, "That's right, if you don't go, my mother will come and ask you personally."

"Alright then." Tang Xian nodded, it wouldn't be good to let Fu Da Ma come again.

Seeing the two little figures, Cui MaMa finally smiled. "Master, play there a little longer, no need to hurry back."

Tien Guihua from time to time would gaze out the window. Her little girl had invited a guest over, but how could it take so long? There were already three guests at home.

They are all little babies, and she can't say much.

Well, when she finally went to see him for the eighth time, she saw two little children walking hand-in-hand into the courtyard.

"I'm back, sister, I'm back."

When Zou Zhongbai heard the commotion, he hurried over to take a look. He was even happier than he had been planning for it.

Ginger Fangru also saw the handsome young man at the village entrance and got up to follow him out.

The two Zou brothers had met Tang Xian before, so they just reintroduced themselves.

"And what about me?" Jiang Fangrui said proactively.

This novel is first published on Traditional Chinese Novel Network.