Her eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts gently swept over Ma Er, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her mouth. She slowly opened her lips and said, "Ma Er, what kind of person you are, I know better than anyone else. The country can change, but the nature is like a rock, which is difficult to shake. The reason why you repeatedly lower your bottom line to get close to me is simply because you think I can bring benefits and opportunities to your life. But you should remember that I have clearly told you that if you dare to step into my world again, I will never have the slightest hesitation or mercy. I will keep my words, and you'd better engrave this in your heart."

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Ma Er's face, but it quickly turned into a flattering smile.

Trying to use the past friendship to ease the atmosphere: "Xiao He, did I not do well enough to make you misunderstand? In fact, I am not the kind of person you think... Ouch!"

Before he could finish, Ran He picked up a small stone from the rubble at his feet and threw it with incredible accuracy, hitting Ma Er on the forehead.

The pain made Ma Er's eyes moist instantly. He took a few breaths and had to hold the rest of the words back in his stomach.

Seeing this, Ran He felt a barely perceptible sense of satisfaction in her heart and turned around to continue her work of collecting herbs. Ma Er's cry for help, which sounded a bit like pleading, passed by her ears like a breeze, leaving no trace.

As time went by, Ran He's footsteps became farther and farther away, and Ma Er's voice gradually weakened as the distance increased, and finally disappeared in the sound of the wind in the valley.

In order to avoid encountering Ma Er again, she deliberately chose a remote route and walked all the way to the mountainside.

After becoming convinced that the herbs here were scarce and insufficient to support more harvest, Ran He decided to end today's work and return to the warm but slightly simple cottage.

Just as she was about to leave, a plant swaying on the edge of the cliff caught her eye.

Ran He's heart suddenly shrank, and her throat felt dry - what a wonderful encounter! In front of her was a precious ginseng! Although she couldn't clearly identify its specific age due to the distance, ancient legends mentioned that old ginseng often has psychic powers and can even escape by itself.

So Ran He held his breath and dared not move, for fear of disturbing this rare treasure.

Ran He was naturally determined to obtain such a rare treasure.

She carefully put the bamboo basket on her back aside, gently took out the digging tools, and approached with light steps, trying not to cause any noise.

Just as she was about to launch a surprise attack on the ginseng, the cute little animal on her waist, a lazy-looking but actually smart little animal, yawned and said nonchalantly, "Why bother? Isn't there spiritual spring water in your space ring? Treasures full of spiritual energy cannot resist the attraction of spiritual spring water. Wouldn't it be much easier to use it?"

When Ran He heard this sudden suggestion, his face froze, and then he gave Meng Meng a blaming look, thinking to himself: Why didn't you mention this idea earlier? I was so nervous in vain.

Following Meng Meng's reminder, Ran He took out the clear spiritual spring water from the space ring and slowly poured it along the soil around the ginseng.

As the spiritual spring penetrated into the body bit by bit, the ginseng seemed to feel the call from the outside world and became more attractive.

At this time, Ran He took action.

With the help of the magical spring water, she dug out the ginseng intact with almost no effort, and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously in her heart.

She carefully picked up this treasure, which was identified as a 500-year-old ginseng, from the soil, her heart pounding.

You know, most of the ginseng circulating in the market are between fifty and eighty years old, and those over a hundred years old are extremely rare, not to mention the five hundred-year-old ginseng she obtained. It was simply incredible luck.

During the time when Ran He lived alone since his family split, he felt as if he was protected by some mysterious power, and everything he did went smoothly.

She gets unexpected surprises from time to time, and this good luck undoubtedly makes her full of confidence in the future.

In order to ensure the safety of this hard-earned old ginseng, Ran He carefully transplanted it into his own special black soil and told Meng Meng to take good care of this "distinguished guest".

To avoid any accidents.

"We have really gained a lot today. It's time to go down the mountain."

Mengmeng took the herbs that had just been collected and planted them one by one in the medicine garden, while Ran He carefully selected several herbs that were quite popular in the market, planning to take them to the market tomorrow to exchange for some silver for the household.

This time she chose to take a bullock cart down the mountain. There were only a few passengers in the carriage, and without the hustle and bustle of scrambling for seats in the past, she was able to enjoy the journey quietly.

Along the way, the villagers who met her looked at her with curiosity or envy. Finally, someone could no longer suppress her inner doubts and broke the silence by speaking: "Ran girl, my husband has been coughing recently. People in the village say that you are proficient in medicine. If you are free this afternoon, can you help me take a look? It's really not cheap to hire a doctor these days. My family really can't afford it."

They were obviously reluctant to spend a single cent to hire a doctor, but they also wanted to treat Ran He as an unpaid laborer and use him at will. It was really chilling that these people could say such words with a clear conscience.

Recalling the past, when Ran He and the Wu family resolutely parted ways, this group of people not only did not lend a helping hand, but also secretly set up many obstacles in an attempt to trip her up. Now they have the audacity to make such unreasonable demands, which is really incredible. Where does their courage come from?

"By the way, speaking of this, my naughty kids caught a cold yesterday. Although we hastily invited a traveling doctor to prescribe some medicine, their condition has not improved at all. Ran girl, if you don't have anything urgent to do, can you also take a look at our little one?"

As they spoke, extremely fake smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

That flattering look seemed to have already determined that Ran He could not bear to refuse their request.

Ran He lives in this village, raising three young children on his own. It is common for neighbors to ask each other for help. Wouldn't it be more heartwarming to support each other?

But deep down in her heart, she only longed for peace and tranquility, and did not want her life to be turbulent because of the selfish calculations of these people.

"I'm not an immortal who has a magic elixir that can bring the dead back to life. If you're sick, you should naturally seek out a professional doctor. What good will it do to come to me? Am I your personal servant?"

Ran He spoke frankly, and as soon as his words came out, the smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly. Privately, there was a murmur of dissatisfaction and resentment quietly spreading.

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