One day, Su Luo transmigrated and became the mother of two children. Not only was she mentally deficient, but she was also a widow. The family was destitute, living in an abandoned tile kiln by the...
Even if this girl listened to her parents and married that scoundrel Ah Hu, she would still be pregnant with another man's child.
What awaits her is surely hell; becoming a nun may be her best option.
Thinking back on all these years of widowhood, I'm so glad I still have Zhao Ruyun.
The men in this world are all unreliable, and Su Luo is afraid of marriage.
She now has two legitimate children, so remarrying would be too terrifying; being a widow is fine too.
Fang Liu stumbled out from behind Su Luo, saying nothing, her eyes as still as dead water.
Seeing that her daughter was no longer resisting, Fang's mother finally relaxed, helped her up, and smiled.
"Liu'er, come back with your mother. Let's go home and stop making a fuss."
Fang's father followed closely behind, still offering words of comfort to Fang Liu.
"Once you and Ah Hu get married, I'll go and have a good talk with Ah Hu so he won't be idle anymore."
His parents are gone, so I'll have to keep an eye on him for his father. Liu'er, you can marry him without worry.
Su Luo could only shake her head. Today had truly taught her a lesson: don't entrust your future to others.
Especially men, they're unreliable.
Nangong Qing held up the rabbit lantern and shone it on Su Luo's face.
"do what?"
Nangong Qing said very seriously, "Let me use light to cleanse your eyes. Not all men are like that scholar Qi."
Don't assume all men are the same; there are actually many good men out there.
Su Luo pressed the lamp down with her hand and said, "I think you're wrong. It should be 'Let the light clear my eyes.'"
Don't be fooled by these bad men.
Nangong Qing smiled and said, "No, I'm here. I'll help you see things clearly."
“(ˉ▽ ̄~) Tch~~”
Su Luo didn't take it seriously and walked ahead, carrying her mask.
Suddenly someone on the bridge shouted.
"Fang Liu... Liu'er..."
Su Luo and Nangong Qing exchanged a glance, both thinking, 'Oh no!'
On the icy river surface floated the nun's robe that Fang Liu had just been wearing.
She didn't say a word just now; she must have been contemplating suicide for a long time.
"Someone jumped into the river! Someone jumped into the river..." someone shouted from the bridge.
"Fang Liu...Fang Liu..."
Mr. and Mrs. Fang were so anxious on the bridge that they kept stamping their feet. The river was still very cold at night, and no one jumped in to save their daughter.
Fang's father ran to the bridge, took off his coat, and jumped into the river.
When Su Luo and Nangong Qing arrived on the bridge, they witnessed this scene.
"Su Luo, be careful..."
There were many people on the bridge, and Nangong Qing was afraid that Su Luo would be pushed into the river by others, so he stayed by Su Luo's side the whole time.
"Liu'er, Liu'er, who will save my Liu'er?"
Fang's mother cried and begged for help from the crowd.
Fang's father had already pulled the person out of the river and placed him under the bridge. He himself was shivering from the cold, and his hands and feet were frozen.
Not to mention Fang Liu, she was like a completely dead person, her mouth was white, and she wasn't even breathing.
Su Luo ran to the bridge, passed through the crowd, and pulled open Fang Mudao.
"I am a doctor from Ji'an Hall, let me take a look."
Fang's mother couldn't hear anything; of all the things Su Luo said, she only heard the word "doctor."
"Please...please save my daughter."
Nangong Qing and the others stood aside, preventing others from getting close.
Fang Liu's current situation is also a result of being forced by her parents.
I wonder what Fang's parents are thinking now. Their daughter just died like that. Will they ever reflect on their actions?
Is it too late for everything?
A crowd gathered around, pointing and whispering, "This person is completely dead; even the doctor can't save him."
"Sigh, such a young life, gone just like that, it's really hard to believe."
It's truly a pity that the dead cannot be brought back to life.
Ignoring what the people outside were saying, Su Luo opened Fang Liu's hands.
Perform chest compressions on her, and within this critical, crucial timeframe, see if you can resuscitate her heart.
Su Luo pressed repeatedly, once or twice.
Those around her didn't understand what Su Luo was doing and thought she was deliberately disrespecting a corpse.
Fortunately, Su Luo is a woman, otherwise, people would have said all about her and Fang Liu.
Fang's father, feeling cold, picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on, then squatted down and curled up in a ball.
Fang's mother was both panicked and frightened. How did Fang Liu end up like this?
She was clearly very timid, Fang's mother regretted it.
She just wanted to keep her promise; she didn't want her daughter to die.
If you know your daughter really will jump into the river, you might as well let her become a nun.
At least this way their family's reputation can be preserved. Why does she insist on forcing her daughter to get married?
I'm absolutely furious now.
Su Luo was sweating profusely from the pressure, and after a long while, Fang Liu spat out a mouthful of river water and woke up.
"Liu'er, Liu'er, you're awake. It's good that you're awake."
Fang's mother crawled over and pulled Fang Liu into her arms.
After being found, Fang's father also came over from under the bridge, without saying a word.
Su Luo took off her cloak and covered Fang Liu with it.
"You guys should go home quickly, it's cold outside."
Su Luo would save her when she could, but if she could only save her the first time, she couldn't save her the second time. It was all up to fate.
"Alright, alright... thank you, young lady."
Fang's mother carried Fang Liu back on her back. Su Luo watched their departing figures, and under the red cloak, Fang Liu's hands were hanging down.
Her whole body was frozen stiff, and her second life was about to end, and it happened so quickly.
Nangong Qing took off his cloak and draped it over Su Luo to keep her from catching a cold.
"Be careful, and don't get sick."
"Um!"
Seeing that Su Luo could truly bring the dead back to life, the onlookers stepped forward to inquire.
"Madam, you just said you were a doctor at which pharmacy?"
Su Luo: "From Ji'an Hall."
"Ji'an Tang, so it's Ji'an Tang. I heard they recently released a new medicine called Baicao Oil, which is especially effective for headaches. They're truly a great doctor..."
After saying that, Su Luo turned and left.
The reputation of Ji'an Hall spread by word of mouth, which is more effective than her selling it here.
“Su Luo, I noticed your clothes got wet when we were rescuing people. Why don’t we go ahead and I’ll buy you another set?”
Su Luo noticed that only her outer garment was slightly wet. She shook her sleeves; this cotton-padded coat was made for her by Zhao Ruyun.
"It's alright! It's getting late, let's go find Wanwan and Yanchuan and head back early, we've had enough fun."
Because of Fang Liu's matter, Su Luo lost interest in participating in the lantern festival.
Go home early, I need to get up early tomorrow to check on the soy sauce. Tomorrow will be the sixth day, so the first batch should have fermented successfully by now.
When they returned to the place where the lion dance had been performed, Yan Chuan and the others were no longer there.
They searched another street before finally finding four people.
Besides Ah Xu, Xie Wanwan and her two children each held a lantern, their faces beaming with smiles, indicating that they were all having a great time.
"Chuan Chuan, Huan Huan, I'm getting ready to go home."
"Mother...are we going back?" Yan Chuan asked.
"Yeah, it's getting late."
Ah Xu frowned. It wasn't too late yet; he and Miss Xie hadn't finished shopping.