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Wufu didn't need Old Lady Zhou to remind or warn her; she had no intention of going anywhere. She was determined to carve the jade that she had obtained from Old Man Shen in town into something useful.
Therefore, Wufu went into seclusion, busying herself in the firewood shed, and whenever Madam Zhou passed by, all she could hear was the sound of iron tools clinking inside.
Madam Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. Even though she didn't know what Wufu was doing in there, it was fine this way; at least there wouldn't be any more trouble, and with this, Mother should also be able to rest assured.
Meanwhile, Ah Jiu, who had been taken away, now lay on a bed donning a clean set of clothes and a different face, resting with his eyes closed.
"Master, your medicine is here," Yuan Ye said, carrying a bowl of medicinal brew over.
