Hong Ling braced herself and took out all the medicinal herbs in her storage ring. She stuffed Yun Chujiu’s house full, leaving only the bed and a narrow corridor without any medicinal herbs.
Gouwei Bacao was so happy that it was about to bloom!
That smelly girl never let it eat its fill. Now, it could finally eat enough!
As expected, it was better to beg others than to beg oneself. It was better to do it yourself in order to have enough food and clothing.
Hong Ling saw the fervent gaze of Gouwei Bacao and was even more puzzled. Why did it become so strange for her miss to go out?
She saw the mud on Yun Chujiu’s face and the man’s clothes that were full of dust and said, “Miss, I will prepare a bath for you. Would you like to take a Bath?”
Gou Weiba waved his hands repeatedly. “No, no, this is good.”
Hong Ling:”...”
Are you sure this is good? Her face was dirty, her clothes were dirty, and she was wearing them inside out. How was it good?