Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills

Chapter 8

Business was very bleak in this clothes shop. There was no one in the shop. Even the shop assistant had been dismissed.

When Boss Sun saw someone enter, his eyes lit up, but when he saw that it was an ordinary little girl, his eyes dimmed.

However, she was a customer after all, so he forced himself to put on a smile. “Miss, are you going to buy clothes?”

Chu Qingzhi walked over and leaned against the counter. She said mysteriously, “I’m not buying clothes. I’m here to sell clothes.”

When Boss Sun heard this, he couldn’t help but get angry. “Miss, look at my shop. There’s no one here. I can’t even sell my clothes. Why would I buy your clothes? Are you playing with me?”

After saying that, he chased Chu Qingzhi out without any explanation.

Chu Qingzhi stood at the door and sighed. She realized that doing business in the old days was not as easy as she thought.

She patted her small cloth bag and walked down the street to find the next shop.

However, when shop owners heard that she was here to sell clothes, they all chased her out.

Chu Qingzhi was speechless. She walked on the street dejectedly. The sun made her face red.

As she walked, she thought that earning money by making clothes was not going to work.

She looked up at the sky. It was almost noon.

Feeling dejected, she changed direction and walked towards the Chu Village.

“Plop!” Suddenly, the sound of something heavy falling into the water was heard. Chu Qingzhi stopped and looked around.

A person was struggling in the river and was about to sink.

There was no one around. If Chu Qingzhi didn’t help, that person would probably drown.

It was fate that they met. She walked over, jumped into the river, and brought the person ashore.

Chu Qingzhi squatted at the side. “Did you accidentally fall into the water? Or did you deliberately commit suicide?”

Xu Wanrong lowered her head. It was unknown if she was sad or what. She said almost inaudibly, “I-I committed suicide.”

“Why did you want kill yourself?” Chu Qingzhi sized up Xu Wanrong. She was 16 or 17 years old and was dressed in luxurious clothes. She should be the daughter of a rich family. How would she want to end her life?

“I, I…” Xu Wanrong stammered. In the end, she actually started crying.

Chu Qingzhi was very puzzled. In the modern world, everyone wanted to work hard and cultivate to ascend to the immortal world. No one had ever committed suicide. “Don’t cry. Tell me, what’s happening? Is it so bad that you don’t want to live anymore?”

Xu Wanrong brushed away the wet hair on her face, revealing the burn on half of her face. “I’m disfigured. My fiancé broke off the engagement. I’ve become the laughing stock of the family. Everyone is laughing at me behind my back… Boohoo…”

As she spoke, she started crying again.

Chu Qingzhi looked at Xu Wanrong’s face and asked calmly, “Just because of this?”

Xu Wanrong was stunned. “Isn’t that serious enough?”

The two of them had different thoughts and opinions. Chu Qingzhi did not dwell on this question. “I can heal your scar. Don’t commit suicide.”

Xu Wanrong suddenly looked up at Chu Qingzhi and asked excitedly, “Sister, can you really cure my face?”

Chu Qingzhi nodded. “Sure, so don’t commit suicide.”

Xu Wanrong said anxiously, “If my face can be cured, I won’t commit suicide again.”

Chu Qingzhi asked, “Do you have money?”

Xu Wanrong thought that Chu Qingzhi was asking for payment. “I have a lot of money. As long as you cure my face, I can give you all my money.”

Chu Qingzhi waved her hand. “I’m not asking you to give me money. It’s just that I need some herbs to make the medicine. I don’t have the money to buy the herbs, so you have to pay.”

Xu Wanrong said, “That’s not a problem at all. Come home with me. I’ll grab the money and we’ll go to the medical hall to buy the herbs.”

Chu Qingzhi nodded. “Let’s go.”

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