The Space-Time Boss: 1970s Revolution

Chapter 63: Beginning the Treatment

Fu Xiao squatted down in front of the little boy and smiled at him, "Xiao Yuer, remember to secretly give this to your father. Don't let outsiders know, okay?"

Xiao Yuer nodded his little head and replied in a soft, childish voice, "Sister Fu, I understand. Xiao Yuer knows what to do."

Hearing this, Fu Xiao smiled but said nothing more. She placed the medicine into his small backpack, covering it with wild vegetables to conceal it.

She unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into his mouth, giving his small head a gentle pat. "Go home now..."

Xiao Yuer waved to his friend, Fu Kai, and then carried his small backpack towards the cowshed.

Fu Xiao had placed two kinds of medicine in his backpack. One was a good anti-inflammatory drug, and the other was a common but effective injury ointment, which she wouldn't use on outsiders.

After Xiao Yuer left, Fu Kai clung to her, complaining about his sore legs. She had no choice but to pick him up, casually using her healing abilities to soothe his meridians.

The setting sun cast a warm glow over the entire village.

The workers had not yet finished their tasks, and when the two returned home, Grandpa Fu was playing chess with Fu Yu. Grandpa Fu was very pleased since only Fu Weilun used to play chess with him at home.

Now that the third son wasn't around and others didn't know how to play, he didn't have many chess partners. Most of the time, he was at home basking in the sun in silence.

But now, he had a grandson who was quite skilled at chess.

Now he had a chess partner even without leaving the house.

Seeing her return, Fu Yu looked up and smiled at her. Grandpa Fu, sitting with his back to the door, was focused on the chessboard. Judging by his furrowed brow, it was clear that Fu Yu was quite good at chess.

She slipped into the kitchen, where her aunt was busy. Fu Xiao stepped forward to help.

Seeing her, Li Xiufen smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, there's no need for you to help here. Go rest in your room... Auntie will have dinner ready soon."

Despite her aunt's words, Fu Xiao helped chop the vegetables before leaving the kitchen.

The sky gradually darkened, and the workers returned home one by one.

As soon as he got home, Fu Sui collapsed into a chair, exhausted.

After finishing his chess game, Fu Yu poured him a glass of water. Fu Sui drank it down in gulps, staring at the blisters on his hands, and sighed heavily, "Ah, farming is really tiring."

Fu Weibo, who had just washed his face, overheard and chuckled, "Of course it is. How do you think the food you eat comes about? It's all grown by the hard work of farmers. You should remember not to waste food anymore; it's not easy being a farmer..."

Fu Sui nodded blankly. It truly wasn't easy. He found a few hours of work unbearable, let alone the villagers who worked from dawn to dusk every day.

He didn't want to be a soldier. Originally, he thought about returning to his hometown to farm after graduation. But now, it seemed he couldn't even handle that job.

Fu Hong watched him mockingly from the side.

At this point, Fu Sui was too tired to argue with him and lay flat, accepting the ridicule.

Fu Hong seemed to find this scene quite rare and was about to say more when Li Xiufen interrupted, announcing that dinner was ready.

After dinner, Fu Xiao first performed acupuncture on Grandpa Fu. While he soaked in the bath, she went to the kitchen to prepare the medicinal bath for Fu Yu's treatment.