Chapter 11 The Laziest Man in the Countryside 70 (11)

Li Zhenzhu was still wondering what had happened to the man from that afternoon when she overheard other educated youths talking about the village secretary's family.

"The family that is living the best in our village is the village party secretary's family. They have a lot of labor, and Aunt Xiuju's three daughters-in-law are all doing well."

“They’re not the kind of people who let their daughters-in-law suffer. Sometimes I can even hear other mothers-in-law scolding their daughters-in-law.”

"Xiaohua, if you envy the village secretary's family, don't they have a young son?" The girl said with a smile, jokingly, "Why don't you go and be his wife?"

The girl who had just spoken blushed, her tone slightly reproachful: "What are you saying? Everyone knows that their youngest son is a notorious lazybones in the village. Won't he be like an old ox after he marries into the family?"

He Yingying raised her hand: "We've met that person before, right, Pearl? I remember he even asked Li Zhenzhu for candy. He looked sickly, wasn't he ill?"

Li Zhenzhu blinked: "I forgot."

He Yingying also remembered that she saw it but didn't say anything. When she first arrived, she was observing and didn't dare to cause trouble.

“We don’t know either. We’ve never seen him go out to work. He’s supported by his parents and his brother and sister-in-law. Everyone in the village says he’s lazy,” Zhang Miao explained. “But the village secretary used to force him to work in the fields. We never expected him to collapse after working for a short while.”

“People say he’s faking it, but I don’t think that’s the case. I once saw him walk down the street and just fall asleep.”

"To fall asleep as soon as one's head hits the pillow is indeed the mark of a lazy person."

Everyone said that the village secretary's family had produced such a bad apple, which made Li Zhenzhu feel uncomfortable.

"It can't be an act, right?"

Nobody took it seriously. To put it bluntly, they just sat under the tree chatting like old ladies and got to this point.

The male educated youth turned his head and started talking about other things.

He Yingying sat down curiously and asked, "Shouldn't you hate him? Why are you speaking up for him?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

He Yingying nodded, but her eyes clearly showed disbelief.

The next day, Ji Huaizhi saw He Xianglan and Li Decai in the back mountain. Their tattered winnowing baskets contained several sand pears. These pears were large, tasted good, were very juicy and sweet, but had thick skins.

The two of them picked these secretly, intending to save them for pearls.

Upon seeing someone approaching, they quickly covered the area with dry grass.

He Xianglan smiled when she saw that it was a member of the Ji family. She took out a pear from inside, and it was bigger than she could hold in both hands.

"You're from the Ji family, right? Here, have this pear. I'm so sorry your dad brought over two fish yesterday." He Xianglan was wary of everyone else, but she had a good impression of the village secretary's family.

Li Decheng's heart tightened.

He saw himself talking to his daughter yesterday.

He must have heard Pearl call him "Dad," and he looked at her warily.

"Thank you, Auntie, but no need. I'll go find Uncle Li." Ji Huaizhi smiled shyly.

He Xianglan smiled at his expression and said, "Take it. Your dad has helped us a lot."

She then forcefully shoved the pear into his hand.

"Thank you very much, Auntie."

He Xianglan smiled and told herself to take the winnowing basket and leave, letting them talk.

Li Decheng remained silent, waiting for Ji Huaizhi to speak first.

He looked at the man in front of him, whose lips were tightly pursed. He knew that the man had designs on his daughter and was aware of the relationship between Pearl and his wife.

What if he uses this to threaten Pearl?

"Uncle, you know medicine?" Ji Huaizhi asked first, seeing his nervous look. "You were still a little conscious when you took my pulse yesterday."

"I want to ask you, am I sick?"

Li Decheng was taken aback; he hadn't expected him not to mention yesterday's events.

He's a smart man; if he doesn't bring it up, it's obvious he won't expose it.

"What symptoms do you have?" Li Decai asked him hesitantly.

"I'm so sleepy," Ji Huaizhi told him. "Sometimes I just suddenly collapse and lose consciousness."

"How long has this been going on?" Li Decheng had some doubts. He had encountered patients like this before, and this situation was very rare, but it did exist in the medical field.

There are still quite a few, but their conditions vary in severity.

"It's been a long time. It used to be much worse, but it got much better before. I didn't expect it to collapse again yesterday."

At what age did it reach its most severe stage?

After asking a few simple questions, Li Decheng already had a good idea of ​​what was going on: "Based on your description, your narcolepsy is improving with your age."

"I can't say for sure what caused your condition, and as for treatment... I'm sorry, that's not my area of ​​expertise."

Ji Huaizhi understood.

Li Decheng: "But since you are getting better, it is a good sign. Our hospital has encountered similar cases before."

"However, doctors in smaller towns may not consider this an illness."

Just like everyone says, he's faking it, he's fake, he's just lazy.

"It's alright, any improvement would be good news." Ji Huaizhi smiled slightly, "Thank you, Uncle."

"Were you a doctor in the provincial capital before?"

Li Decheng waved his hand, unwilling to say more. It used to be an honor, but now it's hard to talk about.

After the two said goodbye, Li Decheng couldn't help but call out to him. Ji Huaizhi raised an eyebrow when he saw him hesitate and said, "I fainted by the river yesterday, and you were the only one who saw me and saved me."

Li Decheng felt a weight lifted from his heart and whispered, "Thank you."

Ji Huaizhi embellished Li Decheng's words and told them to the Ji family.

Everyone listened attentively, and Ji Hong's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement: "Li the Cripple really said that? This strange illness is getting better as you get older?"

Ji Huaizhi: "After I told him, he said that I was already starting to get better."

Everyone was very happy.

If you get better, it means you don't need to sell your possessions to pay for treatment.

Ji Laoda: "I'll still take you to the provincial capital for a checkup later. You've had this illness for so long, you should get it checked out properly."

"Actually, it's not necessary. Uncle Li is a doctor in the provincial capital." Going out at this time is very troublesome; introduction letters and other documents are all a hassle.

"Since he said so, there's no need to go to the provincial capital."

Wang Xiuju: "How did a doctor from the provincial capital end up in this remote corner of the country?"

“Capable people always suffer a bit,” Ji Laosan said. “It’s chaotic outside, but our place is remote.”

"I never expected we had such a big shot here," Ji Hong exclaimed. "Li the Cripple has been hiding his true identity quite well."

Luckily, I didn't become enemies with him. What if this kind of person rises up again in the future?

Sister-in-law Ji held her son and comforted him, "Even the most important people can't go back now. Doctors in the provincial capital have such good futures. But it has nothing to do with us ordinary folks."

Wang Xiuju thought for a moment and said, "You should take care of Li the Cripple from now on. What if the youngest son needs Li the Cripple in the future?"

"Am I not taking good enough care of those people in the cowshed?" Ji Hong frowned. "Go and see the people who have been sent down to other villages."

“However…” Ji Hong took a puff of his cigarette, “having such a powerful figure in the village is actually beneficial to our village.”