Chapter 138 Brother...Old man, tiger...help...help me! (1/2)

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Yu Hao was thrown into the yard by that irresistible force and rolled around on the snow like a tattered sack.

This actually revitalized the muscles and bones that had been frozen stiff.

He scrambled to his feet, brushed the snow off himself haphazardly, and even had a silly, relieved smile on his face.

"elder brother!"

He shouted at Yan Yu's back, his voice thick with nasal tone, clearly indicating he was freezing.

Yan Yu didn't even turn his head. He turned around and locked the heavy courtyard gate tightly, completely shutting out the wind and snow outside.

He turned and walked towards the main room. As he passed Yu Hao, he didn't stop, but just squeezed out two words.

"Keep up."

The main room was warm and inviting.

Hearing the commotion, Ruan Tang had already jumped off the chair.

She trotted to the table, picked up a small pinch of ginger shreds from an exquisite tea canister, and put it into an enamel cup.

He quickly retrieved the small Rejuvenation Pill from his spatial storage, scraped off a tiny, almost invisible powder with the tip of his fingernail, and silently flicked it into the cup.

Then rinse it with boiling water; the movements are fluid and seamless, all done in one go.

As Yan Yu carried the chilly Yu Hao into the house, a steaming cup of ginger tea, exuding a spicy aroma, was handed to him by a delicate white hand.

"Drink it, it'll warm you up." Ruan Tang's voice was soft and sweet.

Yu Hao's mind was still foggy from the cold, but he instinctively took it.

The cup was so hot that he shivered.

He looked at the stunningly beautiful young girl in front of him, then at Yan Yu beside him who remained expressionless, and thanked her repeatedly with gratitude: "Thank you, sister-in-law... thank you!"

He downed the entire cup of ginger tea in one gulp.

Instantly, a powerful warm current exploded from his stomach, fiercely rushing into his limbs and bones, smoothing out the coldness in his bones.

Immediately afterwards, a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead and back.

My stuffy nose suddenly cleared up, and the dull, aching feeling in my head disappeared without a trace.

He came back to life.

He stared in surprise.

My condition was clearly the beginning of a severe cold, so how did a cup of ginger tea make me feel better?

This ginger tea... is it too strong?

No one could answer him.

For many years afterward, Yu Hao firmly believed that there was no cold that a cup of brown sugar ginger tea couldn't cure.

Once my body warms up, all my senses return.

The warmth emanating from the main room, a blend of the aroma of meat and food, felt like a gentle hand, unexpectedly covering his face.

Yu Hao's tears fell without warning.

It wasn't out of resentment or fear.

I was purely stimulated by this sudden warmth.

He looked at Yan Yu, the man who had just thrown him in like trash, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He cried as he recounted the events of the night incoherently, from his aunt's venomous gaze to his uncle's cold slap, his words rambling and incoherent.

"...They didn't believe me, they said I was lying...they said I ruined Siyuan, and they kicked me out..."

"Brother, I have nowhere to go. I don't dare go back to the educated youth settlement. I'm too ashamed to see him..."

He was sobbing, and on one side of his cheek, the clear imprint of five fingers was red and swollen in the bright light of the room, looking painful.

In the bedroom, the big orange cat, who was dozing on the soft cushion, was disturbed and raised its tiger head, yawning impatiently.

Beside it, Little White was meticulously washing its face, its two front paws cradling its face.

Hearing the noise, it glanced at Yu Hao with its dark purple eyes, filled with human-like disdain.