CHAPTER 122: CHAPTER 121: AN UNWORTHY WIFE

As soon as Sun heard that her mother was sick, she hurriedly rushed into the house.

Upon entering, the scent of herbal medicine filled the air. Old Mrs. Sun was lying on the kang, covered with thick blankets, with a bowl of medicinal soup placed beside her.

Sun touched Old Mrs. Sun’s forehead and indeed, it was burning hot. Without thinking about anything else, she anxiously said, "Changhe, quickly carry mother to the cart, we need to take her to the town pharmacy."

Yu Xiaolian stepped forward, "Wait a moment."

In ancient times, there was no immediate remedy to bring down a fever. Her grandmother had been burning repeatedly for several days, so bringing down the fever was the priority.

"It’s crucial to reduce the fever first." Yu Xiaolian took out a packet of ibuprofen granules and, with Sun’s help, fed it to Old Mrs. Sun.

Only then did she let Yu Changhe carry Old Mrs. Sun to the carriage.

Sun hurriedly followed Yu Changhe out while asking Xiaohu, "Where’s your mother?"

Xiaohu, with tearful eyes, replied, "After my dad left, my grandma got sick. My mom said she went to my grandma’s to get a home remedy for my grandma, but she hasn’t come back for days."

Sun paused, understanding the situation. This Xu seems to be intending to let her mother suffer until she dies.

"Xiaolian, you stay at home with Huzi; your father and I will take your granny to town for treatment. You make some food for Huzi."

Xu hasn’t been home for days, leaving Xiaohu clueless about what he’s been eating.

Yu Changhe and Sun, with the unconscious Old Mrs. Sun, hurriedly drove away.

Yu Xiaolian and Xiaohu stood outside the courtyard gate, watching the carriage fade into the distance until it disappeared around the village corner.

Just as Yu Xiaolian was about to lead Xiaohu inside, she saw her mother’s fifth uncle smiling and inquiring, "Is that carriage yours?"

Although Yu Xiaolian wasn’t in the mood to deal with their curiosity, she nodded out of politeness.

Upon hearing the carriage belonged to the Yu Family, Sun Fifth Grandpa and the people around him gasped. A horse like that was extremely expensive. What luck has Yu Changhe struck to be able to afford a carriage?

"What’s your father doing for a living now?"

Yu Changhe was reportedly driven out of River Bay with the collective efforts of the villagers, and his parents not only failed to help but even added insult to injury.

Now, seeing Yu Changhe like this, it seems he’s become wealthy.

The clothes he wore, though not silk and satin, were without a patch.

Never mind the clothes; every family has at least one decent outfit for going out, but not every family can afford a carriage.

It’s said that Yu Changhe’s family of three was once driven out with nothing, even having his share of the land reclaimed by the village. How did Yu Changhe get his wealth?

Not only was Sun Fifth Grandpa curious, but the other people were curious too. Even a few children stared unblinkingly at Yu Xiaolian.

Yu Xiaolian responded with what their family of three had previously agreed to say, "Our family is doing some small business now."

Sun Fifth Grandpa blurted out, "What kind of business is so profitable?"

After asking, he felt it was a bit abrupt, but fortunately, the other party was a child and probably wouldn’t mind it.

Kids are easy to extract information from!

"Bakery business. My mom bakes, and my dad and I sell."

After speaking, Yu Xiaolian took Xiaohu’s hand and politely said to everyone, "My aunt is not home, and my little brother hasn’t eaten for days. My mother asked me to make food for my brother, so I’ll take Huzi inside now."

Has Xu really not been at home?

Everyone present showed a surprised expression.

Sun Fengshou has gone to serve with injuries, and Xu left the old and young at home to leave on her own?

What an irresponsible person!

Earlier, they saw Old Mrs. Sun’s labored breathing, fearing that even if she made it to town, she might not be saved.

For Xu to abandon her critically ill mother-in-law at home is just too heartless.

Old Sun looked at Xiaohu, "Huzi, how long has your mom been gone?"

Xiaohu wiped away his tears and sobbed, "Three days..."

"Damn her."

Old Sun cursed and then asked, "What have you been eating these days? You couldn’t have just starved, could you? Why didn’t you come to my house?"

Xiaohu, sniffling, replied, "I had porridge, and I fed porridge to Grandma too. I can cook porridge."

Previously, when his grandma cooked, he would always help her by tending the fire, and he knew that making porridge was the simplest, just putting a little rice and a lot of water, then boiling it.

When hunger strikes hard, it can often trigger significant potential. So these days, Xiaohu not only learned to cook porridge but also learned to wash eggs and cook them with the rice in the pot.

Yu Xiaolian thought of the bowl of medicinal soup by the kang and asked, "Did you make that herbal medicine?"

Xiaohu showed a proud expression and replied, "I dug up the Chinese thorowax from the mountain and cooked it into medicine for Grandma. The first two days after eating the medicine I made, Grandma wasn’t burning much."

Xiaohu furrowed his brows and continued, "But today, I don’t know why, the medicine didn’t work, and by the afternoon, when I tried to feed Grandma the medicine again, she wouldn’t open her mouth to eat."

Old Zhang laughed heartily, "Impressive, Xiaohu! You knew thorowax can reduce fever, and you knew to cook porridge for your grandma. Your grandma hasn’t indulged you in vain."

Xiaohu, only six years old, tilted his head innocently and said, "In the village, when people get sick, don’t they all boil thorowax and Qianghuo in water?"

That was something he knew for a long time!

It’s just that now in early spring, fresh Qianghuo and thorowax are hard to find, so he could only dig up thorowax roots to boil.

Xiaohu looked up at Yu Xiaolian, his expression puzzled, "Sister, why hasn’t my mom come back after going to Grandma’s for a home remedy for so many days?"

Yu Xiaolian frowned, wondering how she should explain to the little guy?

Before Yu Xiaolian could organize her words, Old Zhang spoke unhappily, "Xiaohu, your mom wants to let your grandma suffer till she dies on purpose. She’s heartless. When she returns, I will definitely call a clan meeting and deal with her harshly."

Just a few days ago, when Sun Fengshou wanted to divorce his wife, his naive cousin-in-law sided with Xu. Now, Xu is ungrateful, repaying kindness with hatred, and is trying to get rid of the old lady while the man is away.

Truly, what a poor choice for a wife!

Xiaohu was frightened by Old Sun’s words, and tears started streaming down his face. "Grandpa Wu, my mom must have been delayed on the way. Please don’t punish my mom by making her kneel in the ancestral hall."

Although Xiaohu was young, he knew that kneeling in the ancestral hall was a shameful event.

Only people who committed serious mistakes would be taken there to kneel.

Kneeling in the ancestral hall not only meant missing meals but also facing judgment from the villagers saying this person was morally corrupt.

Last year, Sun Fourth Grandpa’s son-in-law, Liu Da, had a child with a widow from another village and was made to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days.

Those days, there were always children peeping around the ancestral hall for amusement, and he was among them.

During those days, he heard many people cursing Liu Da, and they really went at it.

He didn’t want his mother to be cursed.

Old Sun glared, eyes wide, "You little thing sure knows how to defend your mom. What could be more important than your grandma’s life? It’s been three days—not just the blink of an eye—what could take so long?"