Chapter 52: Bai Wenbin Sells Chrysanthemums

Bai Wenbin saw that she finally stopped, and said helplessly, “Why did you come here to beat us up again today?”

Was it just to practice your punches?

No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn’t have guessed that it was all because Chu Peipei had soaked some nails in knockout drugs, bringing disaster down on his head.

“Cut the crap!” An Nan impatiently shoved him aside, pushing him straight down onto the sofa.

Bai Wenbin immediately sprang up with an “Ow!”

His reaction was even bigger than when she’d beaten him up earlier.

An Nan looked at him in confusion.

What’s up with him? Got hemorrhoids or something?

Watching her enemy suffer was so satisfying, it felt like it could add a year to her life.

With a wicked sense of humor, An Nan gave him another push.

“Aaah!” Bai Wenbin sat on the sofa, screaming like a pig being slaughtered, sweat beading on his forehead.

What’s going on?

Hemorrhoids shouldn’t hurt that much, right?

She turned to Qian Yinger, who was still sniffling, and asked, “What’s wrong with him?”

Qian Yinger, who’d just been beaten, shrank back cautiously and answered honestly,

“My brother got his butt beaten by a pervert! The pervert didn’t hit me, just my brother!”

An Nan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bai Wenbin meaningfully.

“Haven’t seen you in a while. What’ve you been busy with lately?”

Bai Wenbin’s face turned livid at his cousin’s big mouth. “Qian Yinger’s got something wrong with her head now. Don’t listen to her nonsense.”

An Nan smirked, clasped her hands behind her back, and strolled around his place. “Not bad, you’ve stocked up on quite a bit of stuff again!”

Bai Wenbin eyed her warily. “What do you want this time? You can hit me, but you’re not taking any more of my food or supplies! Or I’ll fight you to the death!!”

An Nan burst out laughing.

“No, no, I’m a good person. How could I take away the things you worked so hard to earn selling flowers?”

What flowers?

Chrysanthemums, of course!

Hahahahaha, hilarious.

Bai Wenbin’s face was ashen.

An Nan ignored him and left in high spirits.

She decided not to take anything today—let him live for once. Seeing how hard he was struggling to survive, she wondered just how much worse things could get for him.

In their previous life, with her space ability, they hadn’t exactly lived in luxury, but at least they’d kept their dignity.

She never expected that without her, just the first natural disaster would leave the siblings in such a sorry state.

The sister had sold her body and lost her mind, and now even the brother had resorted to this line of work.

Life really wasn’t easy.

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News of Chu Peipei’s epic battle with a crocodile quickly spread through the neighborhood. People were inspired, and soon everyone was trying to hunt crocodiles for food.

For a while, things outside got lively again.

That day, while Chu Peipei was studying acupuncture, she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

She peered through the peephole. It was a man—clean-cut, fair-skinned, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

The knocking was gentle, not like someone looking for trouble.

So she called out, “What do you want?”

“Hello, I’m Zhao Ping’an from the top floor. An Nan from the 14th floor recommended I come to you.”

Recommended by An Nan?

Zhao Ping’an from the top floor?

Wasn’t he the one, like An Nan, who had so many supplies that all the neighbors wanted to rob him?

If that was the case, he probably wasn’t after her meager stash.

Still, to be safe, Chu Peipei didn’t open the door and asked through it,

“Hello, Zhao Ping’an. What can I do for you?”

“It’s like this. An Nan said you know acupuncture. Could you take a look at my mother’s leg injury?”

Hearing this, Chu Peipei relaxed. It really was An Nan who’d sent him—after all, only An Nan knew she could do acupuncture.

She opened the door right away. “What’s wrong with your mother?”

“She twisted her knee this morning dancing at home. Now she’s afraid to walk. Do you think you can help?”

Chu Peipei nodded. “Joint injuries like that are easy to treat. As long as you get the needles in quickly, she’ll be fine in a few days.”

As she spoke, she couldn’t help but marvel inwardly:

This family was really doing well. Other people could barely eat and could hardly walk, but this auntie still had the energy to dance at home.

Zhao Ping’an let out a sigh of relief. He’d been worried about not finding a doctor and delaying treatment—who knew there’d be one right downstairs.

His idol really was reliable; anyone she recommended had to be good.

“Then please come upstairs with me. Don’t worry about the consultation fee—since you’re recommended by An Nan, I won’t shortchange you.”

Chu Peipei nodded, feeling warm inside—An Nan really was good to her.

Who would’ve thought that knocking on her door for medicine that day would bring her such a benefactor?

She grabbed her needles and followed Zhao Ping’an upstairs.

Since Zhao Ping’an’s home was full of supplies, he wasn’t about to let anyone in easily. He brought his mother out to the open area between 1501 and 1502 for treatment.

Hu Cuilan sat in a chair, looking nervous. “Be honest with me, girl—does it hurt?”

Why did this auntie act like a child?

Chu Peipei smiled gently. “Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt. You can close your eyes if you want.”

After treating the acupuncture points for her knee, and hearing from Zhao Ping’an that she also had manic episodes, Chu Peipei added a few calming needles as well.

Forty minutes later, when the needles were removed, Hu Cuilan stood up and found that, while she still couldn’t walk freely, the pain was much less.

She exclaimed in delight, “Young lady, you’re really good at this!”

“Keep it up for a week, and it’ll get better and better. I can come up every day for the next few days.”

After the treatment, Zhao Ping’an gave her a bag of potatoes, a bag of fresh vegetables, and a few bottles of mineral water as payment.

Chu Peipei was stunned at the sight of the vegetables.

It’s been three months since the disaster, and they still have fresh vegetables??

Never mind anything else—just these fresh greens were worth a fortune.

As if reading her mind, Zhao Ping’an explained, “My mom likes to grow vegetables at home when she’s bored. If you like, I can pay you in vegetables for future visits.”

They had a generator and seeds at home, and he’d even developed new fertilizer, so they wouldn’t run out of vegetables anytime soon.

Chu Peipei didn’t refuse.

She had crocodile meat at home, plus some dry goods and other supplies traded from neighbors, but no vegetables.

Three months without greens, and even her digestion was suffering.

After leaving Zhao Ping’an’s place, Chu Peipei went straight to the 14th floor.

Since An Nan had referred her a patient, it was only right to share some of what she’d received.

Especially the vegetables—what a treasure.

These days, whenever Chu Peipei got something good, her first thought was to share it with An Nan.

An Nan opened the door to find her standing there with a beaming smile.

“An Nan, thank you for sending me a patient. I brought you some vegetables.”

An Nan glanced at what she was carrying.

These were from Zhao Ping’an’s place, right? Good stuff indeed.

But she had plenty in her own space, so there was no need to take any from Chu Peipei.

She waved her off. “Looks like Auntie’s treatment went well! I don’t need these—just help me with my dizziness, that’s enough.”

Chu Peipei tried to push the vegetables into her hands, but seeing An Nan insist, she gave up.

The success of today’s treatment had given Chu Peipei a big confidence boost. “I’ve been doing pretty well lately. I’ll start acupuncture for you tomorrow.”

An Nan smiled. “Okay.”

Just then, an angry shout came from behind Chu Peipei:

“You little slut from the 14th floor! I’ll kill you!”"