After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter

Chapter 213: All Hopes on You Taking the Lead



Xixi nodded solemnly and resolutely, her eyes mixing courage with unease, anticipating the freedom to express herself like other children but fearing the pain that acupuncture might bring.

While adjusting the Golden Needle on Jiang Ziling’s leg from time to time, Su Yu silently calculated the time. Once everything was ready, she stood up to prepare the materials needed for the next hot compress, mentally noting her hope that all her efforts would soon fill the household with laughter and joy.

Er Ya and San Ya’s eyes, like magnets attracted to the scene before them, stuck to what they were witnessing; even as sleepiness washed over them like a tide and consecutive yawns reddened the corners of their eyes, they didn’t want to move a step away, as if leaving would mean missing the most spectacular show in the world.

It wasn’t until Xie Xinghua’s voice, gentle as the spring breeze, drifted by their ears, reminding them several times, that the sisters reluctantly exchanged a glance, their steps slow and heavy, as if each step was a farewell to something precious, but they finally turned around and left.

In the following days, Su Yu’s life was packed with acupuncture treatments of various scales, her hands becoming a bridge of healing and hope.

Fortunately, the most worrying young patient, Xixi, made exceptionally smooth progress under Su Yu’s attentive treatment.

Although the little girl was young, facing those glinting silver needles, her tears continuously fell, yet she miraculously kept her body still, swallowing the pain with a strength beyond her years.

Xie Xinghua, witnessing Su Yu’s hard work, was filled with gratitude.

To repay Su Yu for treating Jiang Wangshan, she led Er Ya and San Ya in taking over all the household chores, from sweeping the floors to cooking and doing the laundry, sparing no effort.

Xie Xinghua’s gesture not only eased Su Yu’s burden but also added a touch of warmth to their modest home.

Especially when Er Ya tried to mimic Su Yu’s stir-frying, the spatula awkward in her hands but the dish turning out both colorful and fragrant, Su Yu couldn’t help but praise Er Ya’s culinary talent, which not only filled Er Ya’s face with a sense of accomplishment but also kindled a deeper love for the art of cooking within her.

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