Chapter 5: Fubao has a fever

Wang Chunhua's voice was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue: "Mom, you went to Wang's house during the day... What did his family say?"

Mrs. Zhou, who hadn't slept well either, immediately responded with a greedy tone, "It's done! The consumptive patient from the Wang family will be dead in the next two days!"

When Mrs. Wang heard that it was Shen Lingning, she praised her for being worthy of being called the eldest lady of Shanghai in the past, with delicate skin and tender flesh, and a tough fate of "killing her husband", and said repeatedly that it was a good match!

Willing to pay one hundred and eighty dollars in cash!

It was agreed that as soon as the person died, he would be quietly carried to the hall for burial!

Neat and tidy!

Money...give me a fifty-yuan deposit first!"

She seemed to have touched something, making a sound of paper rubbing against each other.

"One hundred and eighty?!"

Wang Chunhua's voice trembled with excitement. "Great! Great! Even though it's twenty less than expected, it's enough! And what about that little bitch?"

"snort!"

Mrs. Zhou spat, "The Wang family says this little evildoer is unlucky. No, let us 'deal with' him ourselves! Throw him in the ravine to feed the wolves, or send him far away. It's up to us!"

"Okay! Throw it at the back mountain! It'll save you trouble!"

Wang Chunhua said without hesitation, her voice full of coldness: "As soon as we get the money, we will immediately build a new tiled house! Let's see who dares to gossip about us!"

That unlucky star, while alive, was a jinx to her husband, but after her death, she could still help the Zhou family buy a new tiled house. That's her last bit of use!"

Boom——!!!

The overwhelming rage instantly swept through Shen Lingning's body!

Sell ​​her for a ghost marriage?!

And she even threw her precious baby... into the back mountain to feed the wolves?!

brute!

Something worse than beasts!

The revenge of taking away their food and clothing just now was too merciful!

Cold murderous intent and violent rage surged in her chest!

The mental power fluctuated violently and uncontrollably!

Fubao in her arms seemed to feel her mother's extreme anger and the other party's malice, and made uneasy moans. Her mental power instinctively wanted to comfort her, but was also aroused by the anger.

"ah--!"

Shen Lingning roared silently in his heart, his mind no longer locked onto the object, but violently and recklessly bombarded the crumbling roof of the Zhou family!

She wants to tear this filthy place apart!

Buzz!

An invisible, violent force gathered above the roof of the Zhou family!

Fubao's mental mist was instantly dispersed!

“Crack! Crash—!!!”

A dull and sharp bang suddenly exploded!

Accompanied by the sound of wood breaking and thatch and soil collapsing!

The roof of the Zhou family's house, which was not very solid to begin with, had a huge gap near the head of the kang, as if it had been torn open by an invisible giant hand!

The biting cold wind, carrying heavy snow, rushed in instantly!

The wind and snow directly hit Wang Chunhua and Zhou Pozi. The two who were awake felt directly what it was like to sleep in the wilderness on a windy and snowy night!

"ah--!!!"

"The sky is falling! Help!!!"

The shrill screams of Wang Chunhua and Zhou Pozi broke the silence of the snowy night!

Zhou Weidong was also awakened by the loud noise and cold wind. He stared blankly at the light coming through the roof, terrified to death! "What's going on?! Where's the... the roof?!"

Shen Lingning felt exhausted the moment his mental power exploded.

She suddenly retracted her thoughts and hugged Fubao, who was awakened, tightly, her heart pounding.

Listening to the sounds of ghosts and wolves howling and wind and snow howling coming from next door.

Shen Lingning felt wanton and relieved, with a hint of satisfaction on the corner of his mouth.

Serves you right!

She did not stop, holding Fubao, and quietly retreated to the warm kang in her home under the cover of wind, snow and chaos.

The sounds of crying, shouting, and frantically beating the wind and snow from next door became the most satisfying background sound on this snowy night.

Shen Lingning lowered his head and kissed Fubao's forehead, his voice carrying a hint of surviving a disaster: "Don't be afraid, Fubao. Although it won't freeze people to death, it's enough for them to remember for a lifetime. We will leave here soon..."

She sank her consciousness into the space, looking at the pile of food and clothes covered with ice that she had just "brought back", as well as the two tea seedlings in the corner of the space that had quietly stretched out a few tender leaves under the nourishment of the spiritual spring.

Fubao, whose mind was over-exerted, fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Lingning stretched out his trembling fingers and touched the baby's warm and tender cheek very gently.

The little fellow seemed to feel the careful touch, and his little mouth moved unconsciously, making a tiny whimper like a kitten.

"I'm sorry, baby. Mommy just lost control. I won't take the risk of holding you again! Go to sleep."

She suddenly felt a strange swelling and pain in her chest, and her round part seemed to be about to explode.

Shen Lingning was stunned, her eyes widened. Is she about to produce milk? !

Suppressing the embarrassment in her heart, she carefully adjusted her posture and clumsily brought Fubao close to her chest.

Fubao seemed to sense something and yawned unconsciously, his little mouth slightly opened, just touching that warm spot.

The next moment, the little mouth instinctively covered it and began to suck.

Again and again.

With the child's weak but regular swallowing sound, the pain in the chest was strangely relieved.

A strange, warm feeling of relaxation spread.

The tense heartstrings seemed to relax slowly with the rhythmic sucking.

She lowered her head and looked at her daughter's little face that was relying on her wholeheartedly. Her eyes suddenly became hot. These were tears of joy after surviving the disaster.

The peace at this moment formed a stark contrast with the life-and-death crisis he had just experienced.

She lowered her head silently and gently rested her forehead against the tiny warmth in her arms.

——

The Zhou family's big commotion was like a stone thrown into a dead and silent ice lake, instantly waking up half of Majiaji.

The wind and snow had not stopped and the sky was still gloomy, but many families had already lit dim kerosene lamps.

Shen Lingning curled up in the thin quilt with Fubao in his arms, absorbing the warmth in the quilt and sleeping soundly with Fubao in his arms, which was the best cover for the chaos in the Zhou family at this time.

However, the little person in his arms began to twist restlessly, his little face flushed abnormally, and his breathing became rapid and hot.

"Mom...it's hot...I feel dizzy..."

Fubao's inner voice, filled with unprecedented weakness and discomfort, rolled in Shen Lingning's mind like a small piece of red-hot charcoal.

Oh no!

Shen Lingning's heart sank suddenly.

It was the violent mental outburst last night!

Fubao is still so young, and his body couldn't bear the backlash of the uncontrolled power when he was forcibly mobilized!

high fever!

At this time when there is a shortage of medical care and medicine and the roads are blocked by snow and wind, Shen Lingning didn't dare to think about what a high fever would mean to a newborn baby.

The cold fear instantly gripped her heart, even more so than when she faced the Zhou family's poisonous snake!

She forced herself to calm down. Lingquan! Yes, Lingquan!

She immediately concentrated her mind and carefully guided a stream of clear spring water, trying to feed it into Fubao's mouth.

But the little guy was delirious with fever, his mouth was tightly closed, and water stains were flowing down the corners of his mouth, so the effect was very limited.

She can't panic!