She could now walk without problem although it still ached a little if she overexerted herself.

Gu Qingyao went out after breakfast and did not come back in the afternoon. Zhou Ping remained at home to do the laundry, cook and take care of the children. She had not worked for a long time and she was all hot and sweaty after cooking and doing the laundry. She felt that she had worked terribly hard.

She was very displeased when she saw that Gu Qingyao was not doing anything. But she did not dare to say anything.

Her husband had dealt with her too severely last night. For now, she did not dare!

She was lazy and did not feel like working. Her cooking was also haphazard. In the morning, she cooked some porridge to be eaten with pickles, and for lunch, she cooked mixed grain rice and they had pickles again.

They finished the pickles at dinner and there were no more noodles. So she cooked a pot of dried sweet potato porridge. It was sweet, so they just ate that without any other dishes.

The dish of pickles were the remains of what Gu Qingyao had made earlier. Pickles kept well and they lived in an apartment. So they kept the pickles in the living room with the electric fan on, and it lasted for two days without any problem.

The next day, she stir-fried a large plate of pickles and they ate that all day. When the two children saw the food, they looked miserable, and did not feel like eating.

Gu Qingyao could tell that this Zhou Ping was not very good at running a household.

It was true that Third Uncle's family's expenditure was high, but overall, Third Uncle's family's situation was much better than the majority of other households. Third Brother and Third Uncle earned a combined salary of a hundred dollars each month, but they did not have much savings. They spent almost all of it.

She did not know what to say. They spent so much but lived like that.

The Gu family really was not poor!

They could even be considered to be one of the richer families. Yet they lived like that… Sigh…

Gu Qingyao did not interfere. Household matters were back on track and Zhou Ping was in charge. She realized that recently, Third Uncle and Third Brother paid much more attention to household matters.

She did not interfere or partic.i.p.ate. She seldom ate at home. Besides going to Old Master Ji's clinic frequently to learn from him, she spent most of her time in the Gu house teaching the two children to read and write.

Once ten days were up, she went to the black market to look for Old Master Qin.

Today, Mo Beihan had gone to work and could not keep her company. But Gu Qingyao had told him the day before that she was going to the black market that day.

Old Master Qin was waiting at the black market. When Gu Qingyao arrived, his face was filled with antic.i.p.ation.

Gu Qingyao gestured for him to follow her to a deserted spot. Old Master Qin was delighted.

When they reached a deserted spot, Old Master Qin asked impatiently, “Young lady, have you found them? Have you really found them?”

Gu Qingyao looked at the old man and thought of his crazed behavior in her past life. She really admired the depth of his feelings towards his wife.

“Grandfather, I can understand your prescription.”

Old Master Qin was startled. He immediately looked wary. “What are you talking about? I don't understand.”

Gu Qingyao smiled. “Don't get worked up. I'm referring to myself. I did not let anyone else read the prescription.”

“We all study medicine. Of course, I understood it.”

Old Master Qin's face was filled with suspicion. How was that possible?

The girl was so young.

Gu Qingyao said, “I do have the medicine, but… why don't you bring me to visit the patient? Perhaps I will be able to cure her?”

Old Master Qin looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

“You… a young girl?”

Gu Qingyao laughed. “Old Master, I guess that you have a complicated past. Although you have fallen on hard times, you still maintain your old connections, don't you? I'm sure you have your ways and means. After so long, have you managed to find the medicine through your connections?

“In the end, didn't you find them through me, a young girl?”