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Yao Xiaoyu woke up...
Chapter 57 Gentle Walking Away from the Ground Miao Wuni on an ordinary day...
While smashing things at home, Miao Wuni was only thinking about venting her anger. But when she got to the roof, she realized that with her current physical condition and age, she couldn't survive on her own after leaving the Miao family. So she quickly calmed down and, in a short time, used a businesswoman's mindset to decide to continue living in the Miao family.
But there are differences between different lives. If she goes back without making any preparations, she will only become a blood bag that will be exchanged for silver dollars when she reaches a certain age. This is because once parents realize that their child only has the option of living at home, they will no longer have any concerns.
Miao Wuni didn't know the meaning of monopoly, but she had seen people sell pieces of gold smaller than sesame seeds for a hundred silver dollars. Those who had gold relied on the unique shape of the gold to ensure that whoever was willing to pay would have it immediately. They couldn't wait to find another craftsman to make it. They would pay whatever it cost!
Now she is the one buying the gold, and her parents are the ones selling it. The power is in her parents' hands. Fortunately, her parents don't know the value of the gold they have. Miao Wuni's running away from home this time is the first valuation.
Miao Wuni slunk back home, which meant she was being manipulated by her parents; but if she lived comfortably outside, then she was the one manipulating her parents. Miao Wuni knew that this matter concerned her life before she got married, so she decisively decided to pretend that she could live independently after leaving the Miao family.
She succeeded.
Miao Wuni, who was doing well outside, was forcibly brought back by her parents. Although she continued to do her small business in an orderly manner, she didn't care about money at all. All the money she earned went into her own mouth, and she raised herself to be tall and strong. At home and outside, she deliberately bowed her head and deliberately reduced her presence. After a few years, not only outside, but even at home, no one could remember what Miao Wuni looked like.
The parents had some reservations about this, but considering the dowry that Miao Wuni could get when she got married in a few years, and feeling guilty for not being able to scrape together even a fingernail's worth of money, they ultimately acquiesced to Miao Wuni's decision.
But this was just Miao Wuni's deliberate act. Her daily income was no less than before; she simply hid it elsewhere. Copper coins were converted into silver dollars, and silver coins were exchanged for silver dollars. She saved enough capital to start a business, as well as enough silver dollars and deposits for renting a house. When she heard in the newspaper that a certain place had been flooded, she knew that the time had come.
Miao Wuni was very patient and continued to go out to do small business every day with her basket, until one day she stepped out of her house and never came back.
After realizing that Miao Wuni had run away, the Miao family wanted to find her, but Shanghai was too big. Without Miao Wuni's help in planning, they had no ideas of their own. After several years, they were still wandering around the few streets near their home. Not only did they not know how to read, they couldn't even describe what their own daughter looked like or what her features were.
In the end, they could only accept the fact that the boy in their family had run away with the bride price. Every morning, the first thing they did was to curse Miao Wuni. But what good did that do?
Tall and long-legged, Miao Wuni, who could easily defeat three or five men, had already accumulated enough capital. Leaving home was like a phoenix soaring in the sky or a dragon entering the sea, free from all constraints. Just as she had imagined a few years ago, she was a spirited young man who would create a world-shaking career!
This major plot involves Miao Wuni's transformation, spanning several years in the story. Yao Xiaoyu did not find it easy to write. By the time she finally wrote about Miao Wuni pressing her fingerprint on her rental contract, Dr. Maria had already announced that Wenrou could try walking.
Yao Xiaoyu, having lost a lot of brain cells, looked at the drafts on the table and decided to slack off and observe.
"Say it if it hurts, don't hold it in, otherwise the wound will reopen and it will take even longer to heal."
The nurse skillfully took notes and gave warnings. Wenrou sat on the hospital bed, holding onto the headboard and slowly trying to stand up. Tao Xiaoxiao, who could lift a person with one hand, watched her closely, afraid that Wenrou's legs would give way and she wouldn't be able to reach out in time.
Having been carried around to handle daily life for so long, Wenrou had become somewhat unfamiliar with the feeling of standing up on her own. She slowly straightened her body completely, and her bare feet, standing on her clothes, felt sore but not painful.
Wenrou took two more steps forward, and the soreness intensified, followed by a slight pain. But before she could feel dejected, she realized that this pain was different from before—it didn't come from the bone, but from the scabs on the skin that hadn't completely fallen off.
Tender tears streamed down her face.
It doesn't hurt anymore, my bones really don't hurt anymore!
Wenrou instinctively wanted to run, something she hadn't done since her feet were wrapped in white cloth. Her praised three-inch golden lotuses were like the legs of a little mermaid; walking was like walking on a knife's edge, and running and jumping were just luxuries in her dreams.
Countless times she and her friends played shuttlecock in the sunshine, switching from left to right foot and right to left. The colorful shuttlecock would hit her shoulder with a thud, and with a nimble flick, she would let the shuttlecock slide down her back. She would stand on one leg with one heel raised, while the other leg would be raised up, and with a flick of her toe, she would send the shuttlecock flying lightly.
Then, I woke up happily, only to find that it was just a dream.
She didn't have high hopes for this surgery, but now it seems...
Wenrou lost her balance and her legs buckled, about to fall to the ground. Tao Xiaoxiao caught her in time, but Wenrou still bumped her knee. It didn't hurt much, but it made the sob that was stuck in her throat burst out.
Having always been strictly disciplined by her family, with even the width of her walk and the curve of her smile strictly controlled, Miss Wen, who had rarely shown her emotions since she was a few years old, burst into tears for the first time after her feet were bound, disregarding her image.
Yao Xiaoyu: ...
"Moderate emotional release is beneficial to physical recovery."
Dr. Maria, who appeared out of nowhere, scribbled notes in her notebook, not forgetting to comfort the seemingly terrified little lily. Her gentle reaction was relatively calm. Maria remembered that after a wealthy lady recovered, she held a month-long banquet.
"If you're not afraid, patients can eat some fish and shrimp, which is good for wound healing."
Dr. Maria hesitated for a moment, then instructed Yao Xiaoyu, who had spent a considerable amount of time in the flower garden and knew that when injured, one should not eat foods that could trigger allergies, such as fish and shrimp.
However, some wealthy people who had this surgery before, being older, didn't pay attention to dietary restrictions and ate fish, meat, and shrimp with every meal. As a result, they were the ones who recovered the fastest among the group.
She thought it was a coincidence, but after encountering a few more buildings, she realized it wasn't. Maria couldn't explain the underlying principle, but it was an undeniable fact that eating fish and shrimp was beneficial for people who had undergone foot-amputation surgery. However, she usually didn't dare to say it, for fear of being called a quack doctor or being unfairly blamed.
"I understand, thank you, Dr. Maria."
Yao Xiaoyu gave a sweet smile. She had been brainwashed by habitual thinking. Other injuries would naturally prevent her from eating these things, but bone healing required a lot of collagen protein, and fish and shrimp were just the right choice.
Wenrou must be tired of eating pig's trotters. Let's order some grouper for her tonight. It's good for her wounds and tastes pretty good too!
Yao Xiaoyu carried her small suitcase home from get off work, ignoring the unspoken gazes from her family—ever since she copied down the plot of Miao Wuni's subtle yet growing estrangement from her family, someone in the Yao family had been watching her like that, and the gazes had become increasingly intense over time.
"This week's manuscript."
Yao Xiaoyu pulled out a stack of papers and handed them over, pondering how intense the gazes would be tomorrow, while heading to the kitchen to check on dinner.
It's meat congee again.
Yao Xiaoyu was too lazy to pick up a spoon, so she just drank the soup in the kitchen, washed up, went straight upstairs, locked the door in her room, and stared blankly at the scattered lights outside the window.
Their house was right in the middle of the courtyard. Anyone with ill intentions would have to climb over the high courtyard wall to sneak in. It was safe, but it also eliminated the possibility of having a late-night snack. Even the shouts of the nighttime vendors were somewhat indistinct.
The newspapers and magazines Yao Xiaoyu bought couldn't keep up with her reading speed. In the scarcity of activities to pass the time, Yao Xiaoyu preferred to look at the people coming and going outside from a high place, to look at the lights of the factories in the distance, and to look at the moon that was unbelievably bright compared to modern times, and to see the starry sky that she could clearly see, rather than looking up at the sky from downstairs.
If there were a wonton stand downstairs, it would be even better if I could ask her to put down a basket with a rope attached so I could have a bowl of freshly cooked wontons, preferably with shrimp filling, the kind where the shrimp meat jumps around in your mouth as soon as you eat them.
Having eaten meat porridge for a long time, Yao Xiaoyu felt a little hungry and went to bed with a snap, intending to fast-forward time to the next morning and put her fantasy into practice.
Then she ate mutton shumai.
Well, who knows what will happen next in life? For example, you might turn a corner and encounter a lamb shumai from a restaurant owned by a local boss. It's not the kind of shumai that Yao Xiaoyu is used to eating, with a dough wrapper filled with mixed glutinous rice skin and topped or filled with diced mushrooms and meat. Instead, it's a grassland shumai with the top pinched slightly closed and filled with lamb.
A teenage girl is at the age when she can eat a lot. She ate a big bowl of meat porridge with two boiled eggs at home, and she could still stuff several fist-sized mutton shumai outside. Her belly was round and full, and she was hungry again as soon as she walked to the hospital.
Yao Xiaoyu had gotten used to her current state, familiarly taking snacks from the drawer and then watching Wenrou practice walking. It can only be said that the impact of the surgery was really significant. Wenrou's exercise was a precious daily routine for early humans to tame their limbs. Fortunately, the incredibly strong Tao Xiaoxiao was always by her side, preventing Wenrou from getting bruises all over.
Looking at Wenrou's exercise progress, thinking about the amount of food she eats at each of her three daily meals, looking at the newspapers and magazines she buys every morning, and writing about Miao Wuni's story, the days passed by one by one. Finally, after Yao Xiaoyu received her manuscript fee, the acceptance letter from the bi-monthly magazine "Jinchai Xu" was sent along with the remittance slip to the post office address left by Yao Xiaoyu.
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Author's Note: Yao Xiaoyu can't leave the Yao family for now, but Miao Wuni can leave the Miao family.
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