CHAPTER 864: CHAPTER 339: SCREW YOUR TRAGIC BEAUTY (PART 9)

Ms. Hetian’s eyes flashed with amusement—

The red mushroom appeared in her soup bowl, was it unintentional or deliberate?

The "awakened" Ms. Hetian leaned more towards the latter.

Because she could see clearly, in the large bowl, there were only one or two thinly sliced strands of the red mushroom.

This was not at all like the way rural folks cooked.

Who, when cooking mushrooms, doesn’t tear them into small pieces?

And the quantity would never be just one or two strands!

After all, while fleeing for their lives, food was precious, but the wild vegetables and mushrooms picked from the forest were free.

A bowl of soup, half a bowl of wild vegetables or mushrooms, was the most regular, most reasonable way.

Just these one or two strands, finely sliced, was definitely not unintentional, but done with intention.

Some people did this for a reason:

First, the small quantity and fine slices were hard to detect.

Second, it was easier to control the dosage.

Eating too many red mushrooms could kill, but if eaten in small amounts, or if vomiting was induced promptly, it would likely only cause weakness and hallucination.

Ms. Hetian’s mind, now particularly keen, had become extraordinarily curious, with sharp thinking and memory.

At this moment, she was very clear within herself that her father was not as honest and sincere as he appeared.

Mr. Tian was a man who had been to the county, had seen the world!

Ms. Hetian lowered her eyes, staring at those two strands of red mushroom in the soup bowl, unable to help but ponder—

Perhaps, during one of Mr. Tian’s trips to the county, he happened to encounter patients who were either physically weak or behaving abnormally.

Curious, he joined the crowd to see what the fuss was about.

He saw the doctor diagnose that the person who seemed possessed or foaming at the mouth was not possessed or terminally ill, but had simply eaten poisonous mushrooms by mistake.

If Mr. Tian was even more curious, he might have moved closer to the doctor to ask specifically about poisonous mushrooms.

And coincidentally, that doctor was no quack but a true expert with rejuvenation skills, skilled in medical skills and having actually seen some strange mushrooms.

Combining this with their local vegetation, the doctor listed several inedible mushrooms.

Mr. Tian had a good memory, or let’s say, he had other thoughts in mind, so he specifically inquired further.

Therefore, he might have learned about which mushrooms were inedible, and what the reactions would be after eating them.

Why did Mr. Tian want to feed poisonous mushrooms to Ms. Hetian, his dear daughter who was willing to toil for the family even after marrying?

The reason was simple: the old Ms. Hetian was capable, obedient, an outstanding helping-brother demon.

And today, Ms. Hetian suddenly acted up, making Mr. Tian feel threatened.

Though Ms. Hetian was a thin woman, the Tian Family had two big men, yet even with both Mr. Tian and Yaozong together, they might not be able to subdue Ms. Hetian.

This damn girl, from birth until now, had never had a full meal, yet how did she have such strength?

In the past, when Ms. Hetian worked hard for the Tian Family, Mr. Tian never thought in this way.

But today, realizing that Ms. Hetian was disobedient and might resist, Mr. Tian grumbled privately.

Wanting to subdue a strong daughter without arousing the suspicion of those around, Mr. Tian racked his brain and thought of using poisonous mushrooms.

Ms. Hetian guessed correctly: years ago, when Mr. Tian went to the county, he personally witnessed a young man screaming about "fairies," looking absurd and crazed like he was possessed.

Out of curiosity, Mr. Tian joined the crowd, and thus saw a medical genius passing through the county, rescuing the young man with a bowl of pancreatic water.

Mr. Tian had a nimble mind and many ideas.

At that time, he probably did not think of harming anyone, but just felt that knowing some strange methods might be useful in the future.

He accompanied that genial smile, moved close to the doctor, and inquired a lot.

And that doctor, although young, truly had a benevolent heart.

He worried that many villagers might die terribly from not understanding the toxicity of poisonous mushrooms and eating them by mistake.

Upon Mr. Tian’s inquiry, the doctor explained the concept to the bystanders on the street.

What kinds of mushrooms are poisonous, and what emergency measures should be taken if poisoned, among other things.

Mr. Tian remembered the doctor’s words well.

Today, realizing his eldest daughter was disobedient and might be a threat in the future.