“Oh no, don't run!”
In a small courtyard enclosed by a simple wooden fence, Xiao Yan was chasing a butterfly with her short legs.
Lu Qing sat on a stone stool, holding a plant with small red flowers.
At this moment, in his vision, the plant with small red flowers glowed with a faint white light, and two lines of text appeared above it.
“cowbone grass: General quality, can be used medicinally.”
“It seems to have a good effect on bone injuries, and might be useful when injured.”
It took some time, but Lu Qing finally understood what the text in front of him was all about.
Simply put, perhaps due to Transmigration, he had gained a special ability.
Currently, the main manifestation of this ability was that as long as he focused his gaze on an item, after a certain period, the item would emit a layer of light and simple text descriptions.
Moreover, the longer his gaze lingered, the more information he would obtain, but this information was not infinite; it seemed to have some kind of standard.
Lu Qing temporarily guessed that this standard should be related to the light emanating from the item.
Items with gray light only had one line of description, no matter how long he looked.
Items with white light had two or more lines of description.
The cowbone grass Lu Qing held in his hand was the only plant he found around the small courtyard that emitted white light.
What was this, a game interface?
Lu Qing recalled some open-world games he occasionally played in his previous life.
After thinking for a moment, he beckoned, “Xiao Yan, come here for a moment.”
“Brother, what’s wrong?”
The little one scurried over.
“Brother wants to look at you.”
Lu Qing helped the little one remove the dried grass stuck to her head, his gaze falling on her face.
After a while, a faint white light appeared on Xiao Yan, and a line of text emerged above her.
“Lu Xiao Yan: A human cub, female.”
What kind of broken description is this!
A few black lines appeared on Lu Qing’s head.
But he continued to look.
After another moment, another line of text appeared.
“Poor human cub, she seems a bit malnourished.”
Lu Qing paused, looking at the withered yellow hair on the little one’s head, feeling somewhat silent.
“Brother, have you finished looking?”
Xiao Yan looked up, asking innocently.
“Yes, I’ve finished looking. Xiao Yan will definitely be a great beauty when she grows up.”
Lu Qing rubbed the little one’s hair, speaking with some pity.
Xiao Yan tilted her head, “What’s a great beauty?”
“Haha, you’ll know when you grow up.”
Hearing the little one’s innocent words, Lu Qing’s mood also improved a lot.
No matter what the future holds, the most important thing right now is to take good care of this little one who depends on him.
This could also be considered the original owner’s greatest obsession left before his death.
And to live well in this unfamiliar world, he had to rely on this inexplicable special ability he possessed.
Thinking of this, Lu Qing picked up the cowbone grass and placed it in front of Xiao Yan.
“Xiao Yan, do you know what this grass is and what it’s for?”
Xiao Yan looked at the plant with blue flowers, furrowed her small brows in thought for a moment, then shook her head.
“I don’t know, but Zhang Grandpa’s big ox seems to like eating this kind of grass.”
Seeing that Xiao Yan didn’t know, Lu Qing also laughed, realizing he was being foolish.
Even the original owner’s memory had no information about cowbone grass; he was actually expecting a child of only a few years old to know.
However, Xiao Yan’s next sentence made him pause.
“Brother, if you want to know what kind of grass this is, you can ask Grandpa Chen. Grandpa Chen loves these flowers and plants the most, and he also likes to boil them into bitter water for us to drink.”
Speaking of this, Xiao Yan didn’t know what she thought of, and her whole little face wrinkled up.
Grandpa Chen?
Lu Qing recalled in his memory, and soon, the image of a kind-faced, thin Old Doctor appeared in his mind.
Oh, it was that Old Doctor respected by the villagers.
Doctor?
Lu Qing’s heart stirred.
According to the description, cowbone grass was undoubtedly a medicinal herb. He wondered if Dr. Chen knew how to use it.
“Xiao Yan, when Brother was sick, did Grandpa Chen come over?”
“He did! Brother was sleeping all the time then, and no matter how Xiao Yan called you, you wouldn’t wake up. I was scared, so I kept crying. Later, Grandpa Chen came, looked at Brother, and said you were sick, something about a cold. He boiled bitter medicine water for Brother, and after you drank it, Brother woke up the next day.”
Xiao Yan suddenly exclaimed here, “Grandpa Chen is amazing! Brother only drank one bowl of bitter water, and he got better!”
Lu Qing was silent.
Only he knew that the medicine prescribed by Dr. Chen did not save the boy’s life.
However, he now remembered that when he was unconscious, he did vaguely feel someone force-feeding him something, which brought a hint of warmth to his cold body, protecting his heart and allowing him to endure that difficult period of consciousness Fusion.
Otherwise, with his frail body, it was uncertain if he could have woken up successfully.
In that case, this Dr. Chen truly had real skill and had shown him kindness.
Lu Qing was pondering when he suddenly felt a gaze. Looking down, he saw Xiao Yan looking at him.
“What’s wrong, Xiao Yan?”
“Brother, Xiao Yan is hungry.”
Lu Qing also felt hungry.
He hadn’t eaten enough to begin with, and the half-steamed bun he had earlier had long been digested.
However, he had checked earlier, and there was absolutely no food left at home now.
The rice jar was so clean that even mice wouldn’t bother visiting. If it weren’t for Zhang Grandpa’s assistance next door, Xiao Yan would probably have starved during the two days he was unconscious.
Thinking of this, Lu Qing remembered that he should thank Zhang Grandpa and Dr. Chen. Without their care, the two siblings might not have survived.
But the family was indeed too poor now, with bare walls and nothing, not even a small thank-you gift they could offer.
It was better to find a way to fill their stomachs first; the gratitude could wait.
However, where could he get food?
Most of the family’s land had been sold by the original owner to bury his parents.
The remaining bit, due to neglect, yielded almost no harvest.
So, digging for food in the fields was temporarily hopeless.
Distant water couldn’t quench a nearby fire; if he planted now, it would be too late. Before the crops grew, the siblings would starve to death.
After thinking for a while, Lu Qing walked into the room where the original owner’s parents lived, searched for a bit, and finally found an iron needle and some hemp thread from a small box.
The iron needle was much thicker than the embroidery needles of his previous life and looked quite sturdy.
Lu Qing took out the iron needle, pressed it with a wooden chopstick to bend it into a hook shape, and then took out a few strands of hemp thread, carefully twisting them into a slightly thicker, tough hemp thread, and then tied the iron hook tightly.
Next, he cut a tough bamboo pole from the bamboo grove behind the house and tied the other end of the hemp thread to it.
Finally, he tied a section of dead wood to the hemp thread a bit above the iron hook.
A simple fishing rod was thus made by Lu Qing.