Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

She closed her eyes and was so irritated that she didn't want to look at Wei Shao, who had been standing beside the bed, until she heard his footsteps.

He just left like this?

Could it be that he fell in love with that Lan Rong at first sight?

Zhao Zhizhi was so angry that he took out his anger on the quilt, grabbed a small piece and twisted it around.

After a while, she really couldn't sleep, her head hurt and her brows kept frowning.

Suddenly a towel was placed on her forehead, and the cold touch made her gradually calm down.

She opened her eyes and saw Wei Shao holding a bowl, and the room was filled with a strong smell of bitter medicine.

It turns out that he didn't leave, but went to make medicine for her.

"It's still a little hot. Let's drink it later." Wei Shao's voice was filled with concern.

Zhao Zhizhi immediately closed her eyes, she didn't want to drink. It was simply inexplicable that this man went to save the beauty and Lan Rong, and then came to take care of her.

The medicine smelled so bitter that she wanted to beat him immediately, even though she was no match for him.

"Sleep?"

Zhao Zhizhi immediately turned around with his arms folded, neither looking at him nor ignoring him.

Wei Shao frowned and rubbed his brows with a headache, "Miss Zhao, did I do something wrong?"

"You know it in your heart." Zhao Zhizhi replied angrily.

Wei Shao smiled bitterly. If he really knew, would he still ask here?

He stretched out his hand to straighten Zhao Zhizhi's body lying on his side, "There is a towel on your forehead, lie down flat."

Although Zhao Zhizhi kept his eyes closed, he did not look back.

"The medicine has cooled down a bit and you can drink it now." Wei Shao took the medicine and tried to pull her up again.

Zhao Zhizhi immediately sat up and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

"I'll feed you."

"I have hands."

Wei Shao didn't reply and fed her directly.

Zhao Zhizhi glanced at him and refused to open his mouth, "I can do it myself."

"Your hands are frozen, so it's better for me to come. If you spill the soup, I'll have to make another bowl."

Zhao Zhizhi looked up at Wei Shao in disbelief and laughed angrily at him.

"I didn't ask you to make medicine. If you have nothing to say, then go away and don't bother me here."

This was said so rudely that Wei Shao immediately turned dark and looked at her with a gloomy look.

Zhao Zhizhi noticed his expression and felt a little frightened.

If he was angry, he wouldn't drag her out to spar.

After a moment, Wei Shao suddenly raised his hand.

Zhao Zhizhi shivered in fright and moved back in a hurry, trying to use the quilt in front of him as a shield.

Seeing her being so defensive about him, Wei Shao's face became even more ugly.

He turned around and put the medicine on the small table, and said without looking back: "Remember to drink the medicine."

After saying that, he left.

Zhao Zhizhi watched his figure disappear in front of the door, with mixed feelings in his heart, the most of which was emptiness.

She knew that the other person might not know anything, but the reason why she lost her temper was because she cared too much.

It turned out that he had penetrated so deeply into his heart without realizing it?

Zhao Zhizhi had such a headache that he buried his head in the quilt, trying to hypnotize himself so that he would not have to think about these troublesome things.

After a while, she opened the quilt again, got out of bed angrily, walked to the small table, picked up the soup, closed her eyes and drank it in one gulp.

The decoction tasted more bitter as it cooled down. As soon as he finished drinking it, Zhao Zhizhi felt so bitter that his face wrinkled up.

After finally enduring the pain, Zhao Zhizhi put the bowl on the table with force, stared out the window at the empty courtyard, and didn't know who he was scolding, "Pig brain, I'm sick, can't you comfort me more?"

In the following words, she deliberately lowered her voice and sounded a little aggrieved, "Even if you don't have me in your heart, don't you still need me to detoxify you?"

With these things in his mind, Zhao Zhizhi couldn't calm down at all.

She simply wrapped herself in a thick robe and walked to the yard. When she lowered her head, she saw a stone lying on the ground, and she just stepped on it.

The poor stone suffered this blow for no reason, flew up and landed, then hit the bottom and bounced back up again.

Zhao Zhizhi frowned as he stared at its trajectory, holding his chin and lost in thought.

After a while, she suddenly raised her head, curled her lips and said with a smile: "There is a way."

She thought of a way to get water without the villagers getting close to the cliff.

However, she hasn't put it into practice yet, and she's not sure whether this method will work.

But always try it.

She hurried to the village chief's house and expressed her thoughts.

However, he just needed a few manpower and would not harm his interests, so the village chief agreed without hesitation.

In fact, regarding the water source, even if Zhao Zhizhi did not report it to the village chief, there were still people who actively helped.

However, Zhao Zhizhi wanted to sell the village chief a favor, and he might be needed in the future.

The village chief naturally understood this, and he naturally took the credit.

After personally going to several households and explaining the situation, those villagers thought it was the village chief's idea, and one or two of them started complimenting him again.

"Zhizhi, let Er Lengzi and the others go with you. Is four people enough?" The village chief was in a good mood and even changed his name for Zhao Zhizhi.

Zhao Zhizhi took a look at the people brought by the village chief. Without exception, they were all fast-talking people.

She held back her laughter and said calmly: "That's enough."

The village chief nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. The water source has been restored in the village. You guys are a role model for everyone in Xiaohe Village."

The two idiots were so excited that they were fooled by the village chief.

Only Zhao Zhizhi has been quiet.

The village chief cleared his throat with a slight embarrassment, "Go ahead, go early and come back early. It will be cold after the sun goes down, and it won't be good if you catch the wind and cold again."

Zhao Zhizhi took Er Lengzi and others to the cliff of the back mountain.

The two idiots who had acted fearlessly before were a little frightened when they saw the cliff.

Zhao Zhizhi threw the hemp rope tied around his waist to them, "You tie both ends of the rope to the big rock."

The two idiots were stunned for a moment after hearing this. They thought they were going to work on the edge of the cliff.

It was so simple, and a few people instantly regained their energy.

Erluzi took the lead and carefully found an "ancient" big stone and tied the hemp rope to it.

Zhao Zhizhi glanced at it and raised an eyebrow. Yes, the stone he was looking for was probably too big for three grown men to lift together.

The other three people also found a very heavy stone and tied it up.

Zhao Zhizhi then tied the middle port of the hemp rope to the barrel in a unique way.

Then, she took a deep breath, learned from her last experience, suddenly fell to the ground, and crawled forward with the barrel in her hand.

Er Lengzi and others were stunned by this scene.

They stared at Zhao Zhizhi's movements without blinking, unsure of what she wanted to do.

Soon, Zhao Zhizhi helped them clear up their doubts.

After she climbed to the edge of the cliff, she endured her fear and looked at the dripping water from the mountain spring, then slowly lowered the barrel.

At this time, Er Lengzi heard her say: "You guys, move the big rock forward and stop when you follow my instructions."