The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Chapter 535 Letting go

Chapter 535 Letting Go

Before Ni'er handed the medicine to Uncle Li, Uncle Li reached out his hand impatiently and grabbed the bowl of medicine.

Then, he raised his head without hesitation, and drank the entire bowl of medicine in a few big gulps, without even a drop left.

Seeing Uncle Li drink the medicine so quickly, Ni'er couldn't help but smile.

She knew that Uncle Li had finally resolved his worries and was no longer as troubled as before.

If he didn't want to drink but had to, he would probably lie there tossing and turning in his mind and unable to fall asleep tonight.

"Uncle Li, you have finished your medicine, so take a good rest. I still have to deliver medicine to other people, so I'll take my leave first." Ni'er said softly, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Okay! You've worked so hard." Uncle Li smiled and waved to Ni'er, watching her leave slowly.

He looked up at the sky nonchalantly, and his eyes immediately fell on the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. He couldn't help muttering to himself, "Today's moon is so round and big!"

However, for Lao Zhu, the bright moonlight became the culprit for his inability to sleep tonight.

He tossed and turned in bed, feeling both irrepressible excitement and a little worry.

Whenever he thought of the treasures he had buried underground, he became uneasy, fearing that someone might accidentally discover them and take them for themselves.

At this moment, Lao Zhu was in deep conflict. He hesitated whether to get up, put on his clothes and go check it out.

After all, it was already dark at this time, and according to common sense, he should not be in that place at this time.

But the inner anxiety grew wildly like weeds and eventually defeated reason.

After several struggles, Lao Zhu finally made up his mind, got up, put on his clothes, and walked towards the direction where the treasure was buried.

Just think of taking a look from a distance.

The moonlight was crushed into mottled silver flakes by the clouds. Old Zhu huddled behind a big tree, his hunched shadow broken into several pieces and cast on the ground.

He tilted his neck to the left, which was an angle that allowed his right eye to avoid the branches, but the wild rose was against him, and its thorny vines abruptly blocked his view.

The sweat from his palms soaked the bark, and Lao Zhu cursed in his heart in dialect.

If you stay here and look around furtively, you won't be able to see anything clearly and it will be easy for people to suspect you.

It’s better to just pass by openly.

Old Zhu tugged at his wrinkled clothes and was about to walk out when he heard the cry of a night owl in the distance. He was so scared that he turned around abruptly and hit the back of his head against a protruding tumor on a big tree.

The pain made him grimace in pain, and he heard the crisp sound of dead branches breaking coming from far away.

"Ah~hiss~" The hoarse voice was interrupted, and Lao Zhu wished he could bite off his tongue.

He rubbed the back of his head which was hurting from the collision and pretended to take a walk.

Although his feet were moving forward, his eyes were fixed on the place where he had buried the box during the day.

"Oops~"

Old Zhu hit the ground with his elbow and fell flat on his face.

"Why are you paying homage to the God of Land in the middle of the night?"

A teasing voice suddenly came from above my head.

When Lao Zhu heard the voice, his body suddenly stiffened and he slowly raised his head with difficulty and looked up.

What caught my eye was the person I usually worked with.

However, at this moment, this person stood there, looking down at himself who was lying on the ground. There was no trace of his usual friendliness and enthusiasm on his face, and he didn't even have the intention of extending a hand to help him up.

"Why are you wandering around here alone so late at night?"

Old Zhu suppressed his unhappiness and tried to force out a smile. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he said, "Oh, it's you! You really scared me when you spoke so suddenly!"

As he spoke, he secretly moved his limbs which were numb from the fall, and stood up with difficulty.

After standing up, he patted the man's arm as if nothing had happened, trying to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere.

At the same time, in order to prevent the other party from doubting him, Lao Zhu's brain began to work rapidly, trying hard to think of appropriate words.

Finally, after a brief silence, he stammered, "Um... I... I lost something, so I thought I'd take advantage of the moonlight and look for it along the path I walked before. Maybe I can find it."

After saying this, his heartbeat involuntarily quickened a few beats, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this moment, Old Zhu was extremely nervous. He just hoped that the guy in front of him would not be too enthusiastic and would not offer to help find the lost items.

Otherwise, he would really have to bite the bullet and pretend to look for it.

However, as the saying goes, what you fear will come true. At this moment, the man raised his eyebrows and asked with concern: "Oh? Is something lost? How about I help you find it?"

Old Zhu felt like a toad was jumping in his throat. "It's not important. I can't let it disturb your rest! Just... just take a look along the path we took after dinner."

The man yawned and said, "Okay, take your time looking for it. I have to go to bed."

Old Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He took a few steps closer, his eyes fixed on the area.

After a careful inspection, he confirmed that the things were still there, without any signs of being turned over. He immediately felt more at ease, as if a heavy stone had been dropped from the ground.

Thinking about going back quickly and having a good sleep.

Just then, he suddenly saw a figure staggering towards this side from a distance.

Old Zhu didn't recognize the person, but was recognized by the visitor first.

"Old Zhu, why are you still not asleep so late and strolling here?"

He quickly lowered his voice and asked softly, fearing to alarm others.

Old Zhu stood there, rubbing his eyes, with a look of fatigue in his eyes.

He sighed, his tone filled with helplessness: "Oh, I couldn't sleep, I was feeling very upset, so I thought about going out for a walk, and I don't know how I ended up here."

After a pause, he continued, "I was just about to go back. So what are you doing here?"

The man walked in while unbuttoning his belt, and his movements were so skillful that it seemed as if he had done it countless times.

He said casually: "Hey, it's just that I drank too much water last night and couldn't hold it anymore, so I came here to relieve myself."

Old Zhu's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he was going to drain the water where he had buried the box.

He became alert instantly, his eyes fixed on the man's every move.

The scene instantly emerged in my mind: the man washed away the soil covering the box, and the contents were turned out.

If this is the case, it will be a big trouble.