The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Zhao Jincheng was aggrieved, coughing and crying, "Hmph~"

"Are you still my good disciple? How dare you make fun of your master like this."

Ni'er imitated Zhao Jincheng and snorted.

"How can I not be considered your good disciple? Master, you are already such a grown-up, but you can't even light a fire. You go and look after the medicine, I'll do it."

Nier simply rolled up her sleeves, walked to her master's side, and wanted to take over his job.

How could Zhao Jincheng bear to let his little apprentice do such a thing? It was smoky and choking, and his clothes were full of the smell of firewood. He quickly pushed Ni'er aside.

"I know how to make a fire, but this firewood is a little different from what I use. Since you know how to make one, please teach me how to make one like this."

"Master, you actually want me to teach you. How can a disciple teach his master?"

When Nier heard the word "teach" from the master, her eyes widened, suspecting that she had heard it wrong. However, she immediately realized that he could definitely say that. The master was not the kind of old-fashioned scholar who thought that he was full of knowledge and others knew nothing.

He is a very humble person in normal times. He never puts on airs when teaching others knowledge and will teach you patiently if there is something you don't understand.

I am better than him at making fire, but it is indeed a new thing for a master to ask questions to his apprentice without hesitation. I have never heard of it before.

Zhao Jincheng felt itchy on his face, so he rubbed it with his hand. There were originally some spots on his face, but now they were evenly spread out.

Ni'er sighed in her heart, Master is indeed good-looking, even with such a dark face, you can tell that he is a suave and charming man. But she really wanted to laugh, but after all, he was her Master, so she had to hold it in.

"There is always a teacher among three people. There is nothing shameful in learning from you."

Nier forced herself to purse her lips, afraid that she would laugh out loud, and after a while she finally suppressed her smile.

"Okay, Master, wash your face later."

Looking at Ni'er's expression of trying not to laugh, I knew that I didn't look good at the moment, but if I continued to light the fire, my face might get black, so I should wait a while to wash it all together.

Otherwise, washing my face in the middle of the trip would be a waste of time. Mainly, there are not many people around here, and no one except Ni'er would see me like this. If there really is someone around, I would have to clean myself up no matter what.

"Ah."

Ni'er taught her master the secret of how to make fire, and the two of them worked together very well. It was the first time they used such a stove, and the medicine they cooked was surprisingly good.

Zhao Jincheng stood up. After sitting for so long, his waist felt a little uncomfortable and his legs felt a little numb.

Now he paused for a while and stamped his feet.

"I'll come back after I wash my face and then go see the patient."

Ni'er thought that now all that was left was to feed the medicine, and Master could do it herself without doing any more work. By doing more work, Master could worry less, so why not do it.

"No need, Master. I can do it by myself. I just need to feed you some medicine."

Zhao Jincheng knew that Ni'er was usually efficient at work, but he was still a little worried about letting her face the patients alone. He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to provide adequate protection, that she wouldn't be able to help the patient up, that she wouldn't be able to feed the patient medicine. In short, he was worried about many things.

This child is a man of his own ideas, so he needs to be advised more often.

"Don't go by yourself, wait for me to come back."

Nier nodded, guarded the jar of medicine, and waited for her master here.

Zhao Jincheng took a basin, scooped some water, and prepared to wash his face. He was mentally prepared that he might see a clown face on the water surface. However, the moment his face moved above the water surface, he just stood there in a daze, almost screaming with fright, thinking he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

She blinked and pursed her lips, and the shadow in the water also blinked and pursed its lips.

The fear suddenly disappeared and he started laughing at the basin of water.

"Why is your face so dark, hahaha~"

He laughed for a long time, and then there was no sound anymore. Only his body was twitching and his face was full of tears. If someone passed by at this time, they would definitely think that he was possessed by evil spirits.

Zhao Jincheng pinched his face which was stiff from smiling, patted it again, let out a few breaths, and finally stopped laughing. Master was like this and Ni'er didn't even remind him. Yes, it was she who asked him to wash his face and he didn't go. It was not her fault. I don't know how hard it was for the little disciple to endure just now.

After washing his face, he walked back and saw his little apprentice standing there guarding the medicine jar.

Nier yawned, rubbed her eyes, and felt a little sleepy.

There was a figure in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it was the master. He looked even better after washing his face. I wonder who will be the flower of the master in the future.

He has good looks, medical skills, and money, so why doesn't he think about finding a mistress? Maybe he has some unspeakable secret.

Nier shook her head, shaking off the strange thoughts in her mind. How could she think about her master like that?

However, my curiosity grew stronger and stronger, so I had to suppress it temporarily.

"Master, let's go, the temperature is just right."

A puff of smoke was coming out from the distant mountain. Nier raised her head and looked there, blocking the sunlight from her eyes.

Zhao Jincheng also saw it, and thinking that Ni'er might not know, he explained: "The county magistrate should have sent people to burn those who died of the disease."

Nier felt a pang of sadness in her heart. Life is so unpredictable.

However, the people in the village would probably not agree to burn the body. I wonder what method the county magistrate used to make them agree.

The medicine in his hand couldn't help but feel a little heavier. He sighed silently, hoping that the patient could recover. He looked down again, hoping that the medicine in his hand would work.

The two went to the tent where the patients were. Zhao Jincheng was afraid that Ni'er would get sick, so he asked her to stand farther away.

I picked up the bowl and fed her the medicine. If she could swallow it, it meant she was fine.

After feeding the medicine, the person lying there woke up slowly.

Although he was a little confused, he still asked about the person he was thinking about.

"My dad, he... where is he?"

Zhao Jincheng didn't know how to start. If nothing unexpected happened, his father should have turned into ashes.

But what he didn't know was that this girl had always refused to let anyone touch her father's body, just wanting to bury him in peace.

She is so ill now. If she knew this news, it would probably make her condition worse.

Nier didn't want to see this happen, so she decided to tell a little lie, "Your father has been laid to rest."

The man was obviously a little agitated. He was buried before the body had even been kept for three days. How could this be possible? He coughed violently and almost coughed out his lungs.

Nier quickly tried to comfort him, "Your father has contracted the disease. If we just leave it alone, and the weather is hot now, I don't know how many people will get sick. I don't think he would want to see that."

As expected, as soon as the words came out, the man's cough became much lighter and he exhaled slowly.