CHAPTER 37: CHAPTER 37: BETTER TO RAISE A PIG THAN YOU

EDITOR: INSCHAIN

At dinner that evening, Mrs. Zhou finally erupted. As Yun Jiao picked up some food, she struck Yun Jiao’s hand with a chopstick viciously, saying, "This whole table of food seems like it’s just for you to eat."

"You don’t work at all, just run around outside, but you eat more than anyone else!"

Yun Jiao wasn’t prepared, her hand was hit. She withdrew her hand, suppressing the urge to throw her bowl of rice at the old hag’s face, lowered her head, and calmed her emotions bit by bit through chewing.

Since childhood, her grandfather, a national treasure in traditional medicine, taught her that anger is the source of all diseases.

So, not getting angry means less illness.

But she was still young, and her self-restraint wasn’t fully developed.

Mrs. Zhou continued to scold, "If you could earn some Silver Coin for the family, I wouldn’t be upset about you running around."

"Is your brain clogged with paste? Treating outsiders for free, yet charged a tael of Silver to treat your own family!"

Yang joined in, muttering, "I saw it ages ago, she’s got a heart as black as coal."

Mrs. Zhou grew more agitated as she spoke, "A traitor that betrays from within, bad luck charm! Raising you is worse than raising a pig—we could at least slaughter it for meat at New Year!"

The men at the neighboring table seemed accustomed to Mrs. Zhou’s habit of scolding during meals, not one uttered a word, even Mr. Jiang remained silent.

Yun Jiao’s emotions gradually calmed down; she seemed unaffected, taking advantage of Mrs. Zhou’s inattention to swiftly grab some food with her chopsticks.

Mrs. Zhou saw Yun Jiao’s calm demeanor, focused only on snatching food, grew even more frustrated, and hurled her chopsticks towards Yun Jiao as she continued to scold.

Yun Jiao tilted her head to dodge, then took her bowl and left.

She stood outside eating, telling herself not to be angry, yet the tears rolled down uncontrollably.

In her past life, she had just turned twenty, was attending medical school, a top student known for both moral character and academic excellence, and at home, she was a pampered young lady. Here, she had to gather pigweed, chop pigweed, and collect firewood every day.

She didn’t mind a bit of hard work, but what was unbearable were the vicious curses and attacks from these people.

She knew she couldn’t return to that world. She tried to survive every day, but this life was truly damn unfair!

At that moment, Yun Jiao felt someone tugging at her clothing. She turned and saw San Ya standing behind her, holding a pair of chopsticks high, with a piece of spicy radish clamped between them.

San Ya looked up at her and softly said, "Big sister, don’t cry. I got you your favorite dish."

Yun Jiao used the back of her hand to wipe her eyes and held her bowl under San Ya’s chopsticks.

San Ya dropped the spicy radish into Yun Jiao’s bowl, then continued to move food into her own, "There’s more here—it’s all for big sister."

Yun Jiao patted her head, "Big sister has enough to eat, you eat it yourself."

She lowered her head to eat, chewing meticulously, just hoping all this limited food would transform into the nutrition her body needed.

After dinner, Yun Jiao went to Guihua’s house at the west end of the village.

At Guihua’s house, they had just finished eating. Guihua was washing dishes when she heard Yun Jiao calling at the door, "Guihua, sister—" She hurried to dry her hands and walked out.

Meeting Yun Jiao, Guihua was exceptionally warm, led her to sit in the main room, and made her a cup of brown sugar water.

Yun Jiao held the brown sugar water, speaking softly, "Guihua, sister, I have something I’d like your help with."

Guihua nodded forcefully, "Doctor Gu, just say it, as long as I can help."