Chapter 1921 - 1901:

Chapter 1921: Chapter 1901:

"It’s simple, we’re sending something over to them." He Wenyu chuckled slyly, suddenly clapping his hands and saying, "And then deliver a bunch of rabbit feed!"

Qhianqhian: "...Good idea!"

He Wenyu grinned with satisfaction: "The most important thing is, we can conveniently send some medicine to Brother Jiayou as well."

"Hahaha, once Brother Jiayou finds out, won’t he beat us up?" Qhianqhian also chuckled secretly.

As they were speaking, Mo appeared ahead.

Qhianqhian waved happily: "We were just talking about you!"

Mo was extremely surprised, were these two talking about him? That’s quite rare!

Then he asked cheerfully, "What were you saying?"

"Hmm... discussing how to send you to Forget Worries Tea House to also treat that ’Love Poison’ incidentally." Qhianqhian touched the tip of her nose, "You’re okay now, aren’t you?"

Mo: "..." He just knew it! What could these two possibly say about him?

Even just thinking with his heels, it’s obvious they weren’t praising him!

Sighing helplessly in his heart, his eyes of glass glanced with a bit of disappointment: "So, you’re not praising me?"

"Praising you, endlessly praising you, appearing so timely like timely rain, leaving us speechless with gratitude and relief, because of meeting you, our trouble instantly unraveled..." Qhianqhian launched into a mode of exaggerated praise, full of awkward compliments.

Mo listened and got goosebumps, looking at Qhianqhian speechlessly: "Alright, what excuse have you thought of?"

"Hmm... delivering rabbit feed." He Wenyu said helplessly, although it seemed a bit far-fetched, it was indeed feasible!

"We could also deliver food, there’s no rush right now anyway, since Tantan and Nianan won’t feel any better just because you go earlier." Qhianqhian pursed her lips, speaking seriously.

The main reason being, even if Qin Nuan and Luo Yanran would only recover by tomorrow, so whether you go earlier or later doesn’t make much difference, does it?

"Are you serious?" He Wenyu was dumbfounded, yet worried before, suddenly anxious no more?

"Even if Mo rushed over right now, ’treatment’ would also require at least one night, don’t you think sister-in-law is that exaggerated, doing that in broad daylight?" Qhianqhian rolled her eyes, then naturally counting on her fingers: "Besides, there is no sign of Tantan and them recovering!"

"...Makes some sense, then let’s go later, right? Let Brother Jiayou worry a bit more, otherwise, everything feels too taken for granted. If none of us were around, what if the child really got sick?" He Wenyu also nodded in agreement.

Not to mention their intentional design this way, even for a regular cold, Lin Jiayou might feel completely helpless, right? After all, as a new dad, being inexperienced is understandable. And Lin Nianan has mostly been cared for by Qhianqhian and Mo since her birth.

Even now, at this moment, it must be admitted, Luo Yanhai has taken care of her more than Lin Jiayou, leaving them all feeling quite helpless. Despite the biological father being Lin Jiayou, why does it seem like Lin Nianan’s guardian is everywhere?

"That’s perfect, I’ll attend an auction first and then come back to check." Mo smiled, "Would you like to come and see?"

Qhianqhian glanced at Mo suspiciously: "The last auction where we met Zhang Sheng?"

"Yes." Mo nodded without hesitation, then naturally brought out an invitation: "This time it seems they are auctioning something very impressive, sent out invitations in advance."

Qhianqhian nodded in realization but still refused solemnly: "No way, Shiliu and I should be helping her teacher take care of the medicine field now, how could we just show up like that? We’d be caught lying!"

He Wenyu also nodded earnestly: "Oh right, you must remember to mention the timing, saying things like if the poison isn’t cured in three days, it’ll lead to bleeding from all orifices and death, scaring him to search for Cong Ying."

"Yes exactly, ideally, it shouldn’t be him confessing to Cong Ying directly, making them both realize they went overboard." Qhianqhian also chuckled conspiratorially, not feeling at all that designing a scheme against their brother was wrong, but rather feeling quite delighted.

"...I’ll try." Mo fished out a paper from his pocket, casually tossing it to He Wenyu: "This is a medicinal recipe Fu Qing found earlier; it should be quite suitable for your beloved’s current toning needs." With those words, he casually patted the top of Qhianqhian’s head: "I’ll be off, and bring you something fun when I’m back."

Saying this, he floated away lightly, without any hint of panic.

Qhianqhian: "..." She’s not a child, right? He needs to bring something fun? Respect her age, please?

And Mo thinks, age isn’t an issue, as long as he’s willing, what’s wrong with spoiling her endlessly? Who dares to criticize him?

He Wenyu looked at the paper and after a moment raised his head: "I suspect... he just wanted to take a chance to pat your head without letting me see."

"Huh?" Qhianqhian looked bewildered.

"I can’t understand this recipe at all! It contains twenty-one herbs, and can I just say I only know three of them?" He Wenyu said with a face of complaint: "Also, isn’t this scrawny script just making it difficult for me?"

"Scrawny script?" Qhianqhian’s face read "in disbelief", knowing Mo’s handwriting is quite elegant and fluid, how can it be described as scrawny?

He Wenyu generously handed over the piece of paper: "Look, isn’t this scrawny if not like chicken scratches? I dare say when I had to write as punishment, I was never this careless."

Qhianqhian shrugged: "This isn’t his writing, his handwriting is pretty good, maybe it’s Fu Qing’s?"

"Can’t be, last time didn’t he also give you a paper with something written on it that was better than this, right?" He Wenyu was also perplexed, such matters truly can’t be judged.

Upon hearing this, Qhianqhian also looked odd.

He Wenyu isn’t wrong, then... who indeed wrote this paper...

"Hey? This paper looks very old, could it be the original version without being copied?" Qhianqhian suddenly had a guess inspired by a stroke of luck.

He Wenyu: "...He can’t be that foolish, right?"

But on closer inspection, it indeed...

Looks quite ancient...

The two silently copied two versions, subsequently storing the ’original’ carefully. Just kidding, this kind of thing can’t be tossed casually!

He Wenyu then obediently went to research what those things actually were, while Qhianqhian chose to calmly cultivate, despite being alone in the courtyard.

A gust of wind blew by, almost magically opening the window of the room, as Qhianqhian finished her cultivation, she glanced over, feeling a bit inexplicable.