Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 137 - 136: Too Many Complaints for Words

Liu Lan was full of questions.

"Saving the stomach? What’s that?"

"The phenomenon of ’saving stool,’ mostly occurs in newborns around two to three months old. It’s mainly because their digestive system is not yet fully developed..."

She explained in detail what ’saving the stomach’ meant and made a final summary, "As long as the baby’s appetite and mental state are fine, and there are no difficulties in bowel movements, there’s no need to worry excessively."

"So, he’ll poop by himself?"

"Yes."

"But he hasn’t pooped for four days, I’m worried his belly might feel uncomfortable."

Yi Chichi looked at the little baby in her arms, who was gazing at her with big, round eyes. She lightly touched his chubby little cheeks, and the baby gurgled in response.

Though she couldn’t understand, it was clear that the baby’s mental state was good.

Yi Chichi gently rubbed the baby’s belly, "Take him back for now, and if he still doesn’t poop by tonight, bring him back."

"You mean for medication?"

Liu Lan took the child and casually asked.

"No medication, I’ll massage his belly to help with bowel movement."

"Can that work?"

"Yes, it can."

She had learned a special technique before.

After all, several of her nieces and nephews had ’saving the stomach’ too.

"Do it now then?"

Liu Lan’s eyes lit up, but Yi Chichi refused, "You didn’t bring a diaper, or any cleaning equipment. Aren’t you afraid of the mess?"

Liu Lan imagined the scene and couldn’t help but shiver.

Scary, too scary!

"Alright, if he doesn’t poop by tonight, I’ll have my sister-in-law bring him over."

"Sounds good."

After sending off Liu Lan and her nephew, Yi Chichi inspected the medicinal field and found the weeds spreading again. She could only sigh and grab a small shovel to dig them up.

Digging up the weeds from the roots and piling them up to dry in the sun.

Let’s see if they’ll still grow after this.

Busy with work, half a month flew by.

Yi Chichi visited Mr. Liu, Liu Lan’s grandfather, before the school reopened to finalize Qin Jiu’s schooling arrangements.

During this time, Qin Jiu stayed with her in the team clinic. When someone came to see the doctor or get medicine, he would immediately hide under the counter; otherwise, he would read books and do homework.

The questions were prepared by Mr. Song and others, and Yi Chichi also contributed some.

Unlike standard questions, hers were more about creative thinking, math challenges, and riddles.

One morning, shortly after starting work, Liu Xiaocao was brought to the clinic by Aunt Ma with bleeding legs.

It turned out that the girl had cut her leg while harvesting Schisandra leaves. She was a bit too forceful, and the sickle was well-sharpened, slicing off a piece of flesh.

She looked pale from the pain.

"It’ll hurt a bit, bear with it."

Yi Chichi brought out supplies to treat her wound. Liu Xiaocao gritted her teeth and managed to stay strong, not uttering a sound, while Aunt Ma couldn’t help but curse, "Your mother and the others are really something."

Liu Xiaocao smiled wryly, "They’ve always been like this."

"To be honest, I should thank them for letting me go, or I’d probably get beaten by an idiot."

Is it hard living independently?

Yes!

She had to do everything herself. She even had to borrow food from the team, and the place she lived in was also borrowed.

But she was free.

She had a foundation to build a house now.

"After the autumn harvest, I can start building a house. I’ll need to trouble the uncles to help then."

"Of course."

Aunt Niu readily agreed, and Yi Chichi realized why she was cutting Schisandra leaves — it was for roofing.

In the Northeast, Schisandra leaves are prized for roofing because of their many advantages, especially their durability.

Each year, the team would harvest and dry them, then use them to replace the roofs of the elderly without families.

"Have you sun-dried all the bricks?"

"Yes."

Hearing Yi Chichi’s question, Liu Xiaocao smiled, "I’ve sun-dried over a thousand bricks."

"Is that enough to build the house?"

"Not quite, but I’ve arranged with Uncle Dacheng and the others to lend me some bricks, and I’ll return them next year after drying more."

Buying bricks requires money and permits, and sometimes the brick factory would claim they were out of stock due to capacity issues.

This led many families wanting to build houses to make adobe bricks by mixing mud and straw themselves.

Liu Xiaocao, as a woman, had sun-dried over a thousand bricks herself without affecting her work — she was truly capable.

"It’ll all work out."

She wrapped up the freshly cleaned and stitched wound, "For the next few days, try to avoid getting it wet and don’t work too hard to prevent further injury to the wound."

The location of the wound was tricky, being a weight-bearing area. Laboring could easily cause a retear, hindering recovery.

Liu Xiaocao looked troubled, "But I have to harvest grass for roofing after the autumn harvest."

"We’ll find time to help you with the harvesting."

Aunt Ma also felt for her and chose to bear more of the workload herself.

Just as Liu Xiaocao was about to refuse, Aunt Ma added —

"Xiao Cao, how about I introduce you to someone?!"

Yi Chichi’s eyes brightened, this could work.

Liu Xiaocao thought it was a good idea too and curiously asked, "Who is it, Aunt?"

"Qian Ping’an from the Shanglin Team; do you have an impression of him?"

"I know him."

She nodded, then shook her head, "Not good-looking."

Yi Chichi, ... Alright, she’s a face-value lover.

No wonder she liked Zhou Yadong back then.

Aunt Ma was speechless, "A man’s looks can’t fill your stomach, being capable is what makes life better."

"Ping’an, that kid, may not be as good-looking as his brothers, but he’s not ugly either. He’s great at both farming and housework, but that’s not the point. The point is that he’s willing to live in Kao Shan Village with you."

Liu Xiaocao was tempted, but thinking of Qian Ping’an’s looks, she hesitated, "Auntie, I need to think about it."

"Take your time, and if you think it’s suitable, I’ll help you make the introduction."

"Okay."

As it turned out, Liu Xiaocao was a woman of action. Within a couple of days, Yi Chichi saw Aunt Ma happily going out and happily coming back.

She even brought back a tall, dark-skinned guy.

His muscles were evident; he must be over 1.9 meters tall. His visible arms and legs were sturdy and strong — definitely a good worker.

"Chichi, may we borrow the team clinic for a bit."

Aunt Ma led the man straight to the clinic and spoke crisply.

Yi Chichi replied in agreement, brought out a chair for them to sit, and was about to pour tea when Aunt Ma grabbed her aside for a quiet word, "Can you run and call Xiao Cao over?"

"...Mr. Qian?"

Upon hearing they needed Xiao Cao, Yi Chichi realized the identity of the tall, dark-skinned man.

Aunt Ma nodded, "What do you think of him?"

"Auntie’s eye is impeccable."

She gave a thumbs-up and Aunt Ma laughed, "Of course, if I’m finding someone for Xiao Cao, it has to be someone who can manage life."

Then she couldn’t help but complain, "Those male youths in the Youth Corps Courtyard aren’t cut out for the life."

Yi Chichi, ...speechless.

It’s best she kept quiet.