After time travel, the system allowed me to keep learning

The end of the first task made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, just like the mid-month quiz had just ended. The next task made people feel similar to the feeling of being tired of studying at the beginning. Well, okay, Gong Ruixue was the only one who was tired of studying.

After Chen Yining packed her things, she went to visit with the borrowed bronze mirror. Gong Hetong was enthusiastically making a new bed frame in the yard, planning to clean up the house where the mother and daughter now lived. Gong Ruixue was the only one sitting in the yard in a daze, but she only stayed depressed for ten minutes. She figured out that as a fool, she could not carry out the second task for a while, so this time could not be wasted. She picked up her small medical notebook and continued to study hard.

The effects of Ling Jing Ma Fei Powder have not completely dissipated. He was lying on the bed thinking about what happened in the past two months, and at the same time thinking about where to go next. The complicated thoughts disturbed him and made him extremely scared. There are no close and familiar people around me anymore. Thinking back on those familiar faces, the feeling of longing makes my nose sore.

When Gong Ruixue came in with a small book in her arms, she saw the old task target lying on the bed staring at the roof, with a red nose and a little moist eyes, looking like a pitiful little crybaby. Gong Ruixue's confidant sister came online in an instant, squatting quietly by the bed, her furry little head resting on the edge of the bed, and stretched out her little hands to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of Ling Jing's eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Gong Ruixue thought that her technique was not good, which made Ling Jing cry in pain. But it shouldn’t be. It was obviously more painful when the wound was infected two days ago. "I'm sorry, it's my first time to go under the knife, so I'm already very careful. I'll breathe for you, and it won't hurt anymore!" As he said this, he half-crouched, raised his buttocks, puffed up his cheeks, and directed at Ling Jing like a strong wind all over his body. Whisping vigorously as if passing through.

Ling Jing frowned in disgust as he saw the little kid drooling all over the quilt. "I don't feel any pain. Stop blowing. Your saliva is all on the quilt. If it gets dirty, Aunt Chen will have to wash it hard."

"Then why are you still crying? It makes me feel guilty for a long time!" Gong Ruixue pretended to be angry and put her hands on her hips. He looked down at the person on the bed.

Ling Jing watched her pretending to be an adult and lecturing her, and her strange tone made Ling Jing feel inexplicably cute. He smiled lightly and said, "I just remembered what happened in the past."

His smile made Gong Ruixue stunned. How could she give birth to such a good-looking son? It would be perfect for her to have such a good-looking son in her life!

"By the way, the village chief came yesterday. He said that officers and soldiers had come to see the corpse and said it was a fugitive. He asked the village chief to throw it in a mass grave. The village chief couldn't bear to bury it in the back mountain. When you get better, I will take you to see it. Look. My father told the village chief that you are the son of a relative of mine, and he has not told the officers and soldiers about your existence, but you can only go to the grave secretly." Gong Ruixue thought of him saying that the two people who jumped off the cliff were his mother and The master's son must be thinking about his mother, how pitiful he is.

Ling Jing was stunned, it was time to go see the wet nurse and brother Jing. If I can achieve something in the future, I will definitely come back to repay this village chief and this family, as long as they have no bad intentions.

Chen Yining took the bronze mirror to find Aunt Yu. When she opened the door, she saw several aunts sitting in the yard of Aunt Yu's house, chatting and sewing clothes and shoe soles.

"Ah, are all the aunts here? It saves me the trouble of changing the mirrors one by one! Aunt Yu, Aunt Wang, this is your mirror. Second Cat, you are here too. I thanked your Second Cat that day. This time You also lent me a mirror and I have to get you some eggs tomorrow, so don’t be polite to me!"

Chen Yining showed off her temperament that makes her the most popular person in a big company, and became close to her aunts in minutes.

Aunt Yu went into the house and placed the bronze mirror. Bronze mirrors were not cheap these days. They only cost about a dozen yuan in the village. Aunt Yu had to guarantee that they could be lent to Chen Yining.

"Sister Yining, have you finished your rituals? Why is your old palace still doing rituals?" Aunt Yu picked up the clothes in her hand and mended them.

Chen Yining looked at the work in the hands of her aunts and felt that her hands were itchy. Tomorrow she would go to the town to buy some cloth and come back to practice her hands.

"Isn't it true that we have been ill for a long time? In the past, the child's father often asked Taoist priests to do it for Daya. After seeing it too much, he became good at it. Isn't it because Daya was frightened two days ago, so the child's father said to give it to the child? Be a Dharma-stabilizing god. When my nephew gets better in two days, I still have to take Daya to the Wuyang Temple to have a look."

At this point in the conversation, Chen Yining quickly mentioned that her family was going to Wuyang Temple.

"I didn't make it last time and fell into the water. Maybe the mountain god blocked the way! Sister, you have to be careful when you go." Aunt Wang said worriedly.

Chen Yining knew that people in the village were the most superstitious at this time, and he didn't blame Aunt Wang for her unflattering words. After all, going to Wuyang Temple was just a show.

"Thank you, auntie. I feel that good things come in a long way. Maybe this will make my eldest daughter feel better!"

Chen Yining was watching Second Cat Girl mending a small tear on her clothes, using the simplest stitching method, and hurriedly stopped her: "Second Cat Girl, this patch is too big, come on, I'll teach you a stitching method, and it's done." It’s like it hasn’t been patched up!”

"Is this kind of acupuncture really possible? Come and teach us!" Other aunts came over to take a look.

The family waited for seven days to see if Ling Jing's wounds would no longer open before leaving for Wuyang Temple.

Several people had agreed that they would take Ling Jing with them when they went out this time. These seven days also allowed Ling Jing to think carefully about whether to go or stay. If he wants to leave, just send him to where he wants to go after coming out of Wuyang Temple, and he will have to remove the stitches after three days. If he didn't leave, he would stay in the town for a few days to see how the second mission would develop. When he returned to the village, he said he would go to a distant relative's house and bring Ling Jing back.

The family took Ling Jing to the village early to wait for the bullock cart to go to the town. They were afraid that Ling Jing's wounds would hurt if he rode the bullock cart too bumpy, so Chen Yining even brought him a soft cushion made in the past two days.

After getting in the car, Gong He paid the fare for the four of them, first helped Gong Ruixue, who had a dull look, into the car, then turned around and carried Ling Jing into the car like a child.

Ling Jing was not used to it and his body felt a little stiff. No one has hugged him like this since he was a child, and he is not used to such closeness.

The wound recovered very quickly in the past seven days. Ling Jing also knew that this family was really helping him, and he was surprised that such a treatment method could heal him so quickly. If such medical skills were popularized in the military, how many lives of soldiers could be saved!

After getting in the car, Aunt Yu hurried over with her youngest son. "I tell you to hurry up, hurry up, eat your food and whine, you almost can't catch up with the oxcart!"

Aunt Yu dragged the little Douding, who was less than one meter tall, with one of his shoes still hanging on and unwiped tears on his face, just like a child at the entrance of a kindergarten who didn't want to go to school.

Gong Ruixue looked like she wanted to laugh but couldn't, so she simply closed her eyes and leaned on her mother to pretend to sleep.