Duan Yixin didn't know that Chi Xinru had already suspected her identity, so she ate pancakes and pickles vegetables with interest. It was her first time eating such fresh food.
In her world, crops can no longer be grown in the soil because chemicals pollute the air, water, and earth. All of that was the result of the war that lasted for more than three hundred years, which was still going on at the time of her death. Duan Yixin sighed inwardly, grateful that she was still alive and could still enjoy this meal.
Filled with gratitude in her heart, she raised her eyes to look at Madam Chi, who was watching her daughter eat with a smile. Thinking of the owner of this body, she became curious about the parents of the original owner. So far, Chi Xinru had only mentioned her maternal grandparents but not her parents, which made her curious.
After they finished their meal, Madam Chi put the empty plates back into the bamboo basket and left. Looking around the tidy courtyard, Chi Xinru said, "Xin Xin, we have cleaned the house, but I think your house really needs some repairs."
Duan Yixin looked at the dilapidated courtyard and said, "It's all right. It should be fine for a while. I have to make money first before I can repair the house."
Thinking of the empty houses and tattered furniture in their village, Chi Xinru sighed and said, "This is the second time those bandits have attacked our village. I hope the government can capture these bandits as soon as possible. Otherwise, we have no other choice but to leave our villages and become refugees."
After listening to her words, Duan Yixin looked at Chi Xinru and said, "Xinru, thank you for everything you have done for me. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to survive last night. If you need my help, just come to me anytime. As long as I can, I will help you."
Hearing what she said, Chi Xinru was really moved by her sincerity. But Duan Yixin's words also made her sure that the young woman sitting in front of her was not her friend but someone who looked exactly like her friend.
Her friends won't politely say thank you to her. She will most likely cry and complain about how sad she is or how scared she is. With her weak and gentle character, the Duan Yixin that she knew wouldn't be able to drink water calmly after experiencing the life-and-death situation last night.
Chi Xinru stared at Duan Yixin silently for a long time, then smiled sadly at her and said, "Don't mention it. We are friends, and I know you would do the same thing to me in that situation."
Before Duan Yixin could clearly see the sadness in her eyes, Chi Xinru stood up and said with a bright smile, "Xin Xin, I need to go back and help my mother clean up the house. I will visit you later."
Duan Yixin nodded and said, "All right. Be careful on your way home."
After seeing her off, Duan Yixin looked at Chi Xinru's back thoughtfully, then turned to look at the dilapidated house. Sighing, she muttered, "It seems I have to find a way to make money as soon as possible."
With Chi Xinru's help, her small house has been cleaned, but there is nothing to eat. Thinking about the old books hidden under the bed, she returned to the bedroom. Maybe she could find some information about this world and know what to do to improve her chances of survival in this place.
Entering the small bedroom, she bent down and pulled out the small box from under the bed. She carefully opened the old wooden box and took out a book. Looking at the yellowed color pages, she guessed that these books must be at least several decades old. Turning the page, she saw detailed information about a plant, as well as a picture of the plant.
After Duan Yixin was surprised that she could understand the text, she thought to herself: 'I'm sure I have never seen this language before. Since I can understand it, it means that the original owner can also understand it. How can she study in a remote place where she can't even have food to eat? It seems that the background of the original owner of this body is not simple.'
Although she was curious, she did not inherit the memory of the original owner. In this case, there is no use in dwelling on this matter. Putting this matter behind her, Duan Yixin read the book carefully.
Duan Yixin reads very quickly, but it still took her two hours to read all the books in the wooden box. When she put down the last book, she saw a letter at the bottom of the box. She opened the letter and read it.
[Xin Xin, if you read this letter, it means that you have finally agreed to Grandpa's wish to study medicine. You must master everything in these books and keep it secret. This knowledge will provide you with a way to survive in the future.
Xin Xin, your mother's death is not your fault. Don't blame yourself anymore. Remember, don't let anyone know about your medical skills.]
After reading the letter, Duan Yixin looked at the books thoughtfully. After a long time, she put the books and the letter back into the wooden box and put it back under the bed.
Leaving the bedroom, she walked around the house, looking for anything that could give her information about the original owner. After searching for more than an hour, she found nothing except that she was so poor that there was not even a grain of salt in her house.
Sighing, Duan Yixin rubbed her headache-stricken head and muttered in annoyance, "It would be nice if there were headache medicine right now."
As soon as she finished speaking, her head hurt so much that her eyes blurred. Falling on her knees, Duan Yixin held her head and moaned in pain. She didn't know how long it took, but the headache slowly subsided.
When she opened her eyes, she suddenly found a packet of headache medicine in her palm. Looking at the familiar packet of medicine, she frowned and thought, 'Where did this headache medicine come from?'