My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 45. I really don't know what title to use, um.

Chapter 44. I really don't know what title to use, um.

"I see that the snow on the mountain has melted. I'll go into the mountain later and see if I can dig up some herbs or catch some small animals," Cheng Songer said as she packed her tools for going into the mountain.

Although she still has more than ten taels of silver in her pocket, which already makes her wealthier than most people in the village, Cheng Songer still feels uncomfortable just sitting around and doing nothing.

During this time of sealing the mountain, whenever she had nothing to do, she would take out the medicinal recipe that the owner of the medicine shop gave her. After a winter, the book was almost worn out, and she had memorized the characteristics of the herbs.

"Songer, I'll go with you," Cheng Qingzhi said hurriedly when he saw her about to leave.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to gather firewood, and it's already February. There must be a lot of wild vegetables in the mountains."

"Okay," she nodded in agreement.

"Then, Songer, wait for me to go back and change clothes. I'll be quick," Cheng Qingzhi hurriedly ran into the house, changed into a dark coarse cloth robe, and rushed back to her side, panting.

"Take it easy, there's no need to rush. I'm not going anywhere without you," Cheng Songer couldn't help but laugh.

Cheng Qingzhi brushed away the hair in front of his eyes, lowered his head, and smiled shyly, ". . . I'm afraid you'll be waiting impatiently."

"How could that be? Let's go."

The two of them packed their things and walked into the mountains together.

Lin Yuxiu opened the window slightly and watched their figures as they left. Especially when Cheng Qingzhi intentionally or unintentionally leaned against Cheng Songer, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

He clenched his teeth and asked, "After I get married, is Cheng Qingzhi living well?"

"He's doing well," Uncle Xu sighed. "Since Cheng Songer changed, Cheng Qingzhi's life has been much better. Not only does he have meat to eat every meal, but Cheng Songer also takes care of him in every way. He hardly does any heavy work. He's living better than any man in our village."

Whenever Cheng Qingzhi was mentioned, Uncle Xu felt even more sorry for his precious son. "I used to feel sorry for him for living a hard life, but now. . . it's our turn to feel sorry for him."

"Cheng Qingzhi doesn't deserve my sympathy," Lin Yuxiu said fiercely. "Even if I live a hard life, I'm still the young master of the landlord's family. I'm much better off than him. His current life is all thanks to Cheng Songer. Without Cheng Songer, he's not even worth a dog!"

"Yes."

Uncle Xu sighed heavily, "For a man, getting married is like being reborn. If you marry well, you will enjoy endless blessings in your lifetime. If you marry poorly. . . If only I had known that Cheng Songer would become so reliable and dependable, I should have mentioned you to her. Our families know each other well, and we are neighbors. She would never mistreat you. . ."

". . . Father, did you actually consider mentioning me to Cheng Songer?" Lin Yuxiu was stunned for a moment.

"I only had such thoughts, after all, Cheng Songer changed her ways and started buying all sorts of things, even renovating the house. It seemed like she had earned a lot of money, but. . . I couldn't be sure if it was just a passing phase. Besides, it seemed like you didn't think highly of Cheng Songer either. . . Coincidentally, the Liu family had arranged a matchmaker to come, and I thought Cheng Songer couldn't compare to a landlord's daughter, so I put the matter aside."