Chapter 4: The Scent of Green Grass

  Hui Xiang heard him wake up after being injured, and for the first time he called her "sister", thinking that he had finally remembered her. Then she heard him ask about this matter, and couldn't help but burst into tears, saying: "Not yet, last time mother asked Wang Po to go to the Sang family to ask... Ah, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Don't worry, father and mother will arrange for a matchmaker to help you find someone, just be patient, they will definitely help you find a wife that suits your heart." - "Let's go home, we can talk more when we get home."

  The left Shao Yang is slightly disappointed, but it's also good. A blank sheet of paper can draw the most beautiful picture. One should find their own woman themselves; if you believe a matchmaker's words, even a sow will climb a tree!

  Hui Xiang poured out all the copper coins from the pouch at her waist, held them in her hands, and handed them over to the young girl: "Miss, thank you for helping me rescue my brother. I have some money here, not much, just a token of appreciation."

  The girl smiled and shook her head, but stretched out her hand towards Zuo Shao Yang. Zuo Shao Yang was taken aback for a moment, saw that she was staring at his hand, and quickly looked down to see the rhombus copper mirror in his own hand, and hastily handed over the mirror: "Thank you, miss!"

  The girl took the copper mirror and put it back in her bosom, smiled slightly, turned around and walked to the side of the road, picked up a bundle of firewood that had fallen on the side of the road, shook it twice on her shoulder, glanced at Zuo Shao Yang with a sideways glance, her dark face slightly red, lowered her head and carried the firewood away.

  The woman caught up with her and looked at her back gratefully, saying: "Miss is very kind and righteous, thank you! Tomorrow when you enter the city and pass by our 'Gui Zhi Tang', remember to come and sit for a while, have a cup of tea!"

  Zuo Shaoyang also said to the girl, "Miss, wait a minute!"

  The girl stopped and turned around to look at him, her face red and puffy, unsure if it was due to the cold or shyness, or perhaps both.

  Zuo Shaoyang learned that he was rescued by this girl from the cliff, and as she was about to leave, although his situation was not fully understood, he didn't want to rush at this moment. He owed her a debt of gratitude and wanted to settle it first, so he hurriedly chased after her and stopped her, asking: "Thank you for saving me, miss. May I ask your surname? How should I address you?"

  The girl shook her head, swung the bundle of firewood on her shoulder, and continued walking.

  Zuo Shaoyang saw that she was petite, the firewood she had picked up and placed on the ground was even higher than her by a large margin. Two big bundles of firewood, each as thick as a teacup, were carried on her shoulders, making her look a bit comical and also pitiful. He quickly caught up with her and said: "Miss, let me help you carry it!"

  Without saying a word, he grabbed the firewood frame and crawled under it to go pick up firewood. As he approached the girl's side, Zuo Shao Yang smelled that refreshing and heart-warming grassy scent again, and suddenly realized that this fragrance was on the firewood-picking girl's body.

  The girl saw him approaching and quickly put down the firewood, hiding her body away.

  He crouched down in a good horse stance, then stood up with one foot, but didn't manage to stand up straight. Only then did he realize that carrying this load of firewood was heavier than he had imagined. Not only did his face feel hot, but he gritted his teeth, held his breath, and grasped the ground with both feet, straining his waist. Swaying unsteadily, he finally stood up, his feet trampling on the muddy snowy ground, staggering forward one step at a time as if drunk.

  "Wait! Brother, quickly put down the firewood!" Xiang said as she busied herself throwing the medicinal herbs into her backpack. She grabbed a bag in each hand and chased after him, saying "Quickly put it down, hurry up and put it down. You've just been injured, you can't overexert yourself!"

  Zuoyang had already realized that he didn't have any injuries on his body, and it was probably healed automatically after the transmigration. Since he had taken over the burden, how could he put it down? It would be too embarrassing. Although he had only walked a few steps and was already panting like a bellows, he still persisted in carrying the firewood, swaying back and forth as he moved forward.

  The girl saw him like this, covering her mouth and laughing, chasing after him in a hurry, grabbing the firewood frame with both hands, exerting herself, taking the firewood off Left Shao Yang's shoulder and putting it on her own, smiling at him sweetly. Her small white teeth were even more prominent against her dark skin, and the few faint freckles beside her nose also shone brightly in her smile. Her big eyes sparkled, twisting her small waist, walking quickly towards the front.

  Zuo Shaoyang stood there, panting heavily for a few moments. He thought to himself that it's indeed true that some people can carry heavy loads with ease, while others struggle under the weight. He couldn't believe that this small and delicate girl had such strength. It's truly a case of "poor people's children growing up too early". At this moment, he still saw the girl's bright smile in front of him, like a summer flower. Looking at her simple clothing, he thought that she must be living a very hard life, going up the mountain to chop firewood on a snowy day. Yet, she smiled so radiantly, definitely a kind-hearted and optimistic little girl. What a rare find.

  Alang's mind was naturally all on her brother, and she scolded him, "How can you be so careless? You just fainted from the fall, and now you're using force again. Your body is originally weak, and that heavy load of firewood would be a strain even for a sturdy farmer. Why didn't you think twice before trying to carry it? What if you strained your waist or stirred up internal injuries? What would we do then?"

  Zuō shǎo yáng gave a faint smile, took the backpack from her hand and put it on his back, saying: "Sister, I'm fine, let's go." He stepped forward to chase after that girl.

  "Wrong! We're not going that way, we're going this way! Let's go this way!"

  Zuo Shao Yang stopped in his tracks, gazing at the girl's back from a distance. He turned to leave but suddenly halted and spun around, taking a closer look at the bundle of firewood on her shoulder. Letting out a startled cry, he hastily chased after her, shouting loudly: "Wait for me, miss!"

  The girl stopped and waited for him to catch up, turned her head to look at him, but didn't say a word.

  Zuō Shǎo Yáng pointed at a musk deer hanging from his firewood and said: "Miss, did you shoot this musk deer?"

  This lynx was tied to the firewood, and before that, the firewood had fallen on the snowy road, being pressed into the snow and couldn't be seen. Zuo Shao Yang helped the girl carry the firewood, and the lynx was again on a bundle of firewood behind, also covered with snowflakes, and it wasn't clear what it was, so she didn't pay attention to it. When the girl carried the firewood forward, the snowflakes on the lynx's body were shaken off, and then he saw clearly that it was a lynx!

  Zuo Shaoyang, who studied traditional Chinese medicine, naturally knew that the musk in Lin Xiang's sachet was a very precious medicinal material. Zuo Shaoyang had only seen synthetic substitutes in the pharmacy and had never seen natural musk before. He got excited and immediately chased after her.

  The girl turned her head and glanced at Lin Mei, who was tied up with firewood, nodded. Big eyes looked at him in doubt.

  "May I take a look?"

  The girl nodded, putting the bundle of firewood on the side of the road. Zuo Shaoyang stepped forward and reached out to touch Lin Mei's **, and indeed there was a sachet. "Can I buy this musk from you?" Zuo Shaoyang said, his heart pounding with excitement.

  The girl looked at him with a difficult expression and still didn't speak.

  Zuo Shaoyang immediately understood that the girl must want to take this musk deer back as food, and with the New Year approaching, having such a musk deer as food would be a great way to celebrate. He hurriedly said: "I'm not buying your musk deer, to be honest, you know we're running a pharmacy, the scent pouch on the musk deer's belly is a medicinal material that can cure illnesses. You can keep the musk deer if you want, just sell me the scent pouch, okay?"

  The girl suddenly felt relieved, smiled and nodded, pulled out a hatchet from her waist and handed it to Zuo Shao Yang, indicating that she would cut herself. Zuo Shao Yang was overjoyed, took the hatchet, lifted Lin Mei's leg, carefully cut off the sachet, held it in his hand with great excitement, but when he reached out to touch his body, he didn't find any money, and quickly turned around to ask Xiangxiang: "Sister, do you have any money? I want to buy this medicine."

  "Yes, there is. But only a few dozen cents. - What are you buying this for?"

  "This is a great medicinal herb! Give me the money!" Zuo Shao Yang couldn't understand why Hui Xiang was so calm after seeing such a good medicinal herb, and thought that he must not know its benefits.

  Hui Xiang took out the money bag and handed it over to Zuo Shao Yang.

  He pinched the money bag and indeed there wasn't much, he handed it to the girl with embarrassment: "That's all I have for now, I know it's definitely not enough. How about this, when you come to the city, go to our Guizhitang, we'll give you more money, okay?"

  The young man asked anxiously: "Miss, how much is this musk? It's too expensive, we can't afford it."

  "Sister!"

  "Listen to me!" Hyssop said with a glare.

  The young girl smiled and opened her purse, poured out some of the copper coins inside, counted nine cents, put the rest back in her purse, and handed it to Zuo Shao Yang.

  Zuo Shaoyang didn't have much impression of the nine-coin money in the Tang Dynasty, but he estimated that there wouldn't be many. He hastily stuffed the money bag into the girl's hand: "This won't do, it's only nine coins, I can't take advantage of you, ah, you take all this money."

  The girl shook her head, stuffed the nine copper coins into her bosom, picked up the firewood frame, twisted her small waist and walked forward, leaving only the tender grass fragrance that could be smelled in spring.

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